Fake Smile

He had it all going for him. He had the coolest girl in his life and the nicest girl at school. One he loved back and the other loved him. One was invisible and the other all he could think about. Little did he know that girl was the same person and that person was the one he hurt the most.

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29. Battle or Friendship?

Adrian's pov-

I headed back to were the Jade Turtle was waiting for me and I got an angry look from him. "Dude where have you been!" He called out to me anger in his voice. I walked over coolly and calmly. "Leave the area. Shattered Mirror will be back and the fight is going to get ugly. I don't want you to have go through with this okay." He nodded and left and I went to at my station for a fight I didn't want to happen. I knew I asked for this the day I took the job but I never ever imagined it being Marinette the girl that always had a big cheerful smile on her face. The girl that with one word could change my whole day for the better. The girl that I had fallen in love with over Lady Bug. She was the girl that I had hurt and the reason things had come to this. I felt something roll down my cheek and saw that I was crying. Words came into my head of empty promises and dreams that I had wanted so badly to come true but never would. I sighed long and hard as I watched the people on the ground run around like scared ants. I didn't know why but it felt like she was being helped by someone....but the thing is I didn't know who and if they were on my side or hers.

Time had seemed to stop the moment she appeared at the Effie Tower and walked toward me. Her posture was tall and proud as she locked her grey eyes with my green ones. Neither one of us spoke at first because there was nothing to be said. At least that's what I had thought. "Chat Noir..." She spoke with the same sad broken voice I was coming to know as hers. Then out of no where she attacked me but not in a way to hurt me. She seemed to be trying to get me off my feet mostly so I manly just played defense not wanting to her hurt again. My eyes wandered over to the cut on her cheek at the thought as my stomach started to ach. It was still bleeding because of me. I found my self no longer fighting and instead just reaching out to wipe the blood away as if one touch from me could fix everything and heal all her wounds.

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