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song: So Done
Okay, I realise now that everything that I did was wrong
Her walls were blank now. Her chest was empty, presents were unwrapped and given away, posters were ripped up and thrown in the bin, the schedule alongside it.
Nothing bad happened. In fact it was something good. She finally realised how wrong she was. How wrong her actions were.
This wasn’t love. It was obsession, infatuation, whatever you must call it. This was her steps to letting it go. Clean slate. That’s what her therapist had said.
Okay I realise now some things are better off said than done
Words were never something she was good at. They would come out too fast, too jumbled. Piecing them together, and saying the right thing at the right time was ever her strong suit.
She still remembers the words of her partner, “it’s precisely when something is important, it’s important to say it, no matter what.”
Perhaps the words that could never leave her tongue weren’t important enough.
Okay, I realise now that maybe I’m not ready for love
Or perhaps the reason she was never able to say it, why she gave up so easily was because she was never ready.
Marinette tied up the rubbish bag containing the ripped up posters and took it down through the bakery and out to the rubbish bin outside.
They were gone now. Adrien was the first boy she’d ever had such strong feelings for. It didn’t work out, she was a mess. All the nights she would cry because she failed at telling him, or the nights she just wished she evaporated from existence because he said he was in love with someone else.
Okay, I realise now, I finished us before we begun
How many people had she pushed aside because of Adrien? How many friendships had she disregarded solely because of him?
She walked back upstairs to her room. Her now blank walls screamed at her and she took a deep breath. If she wanted to put it all in the past she had to put it all in the past.
Sitting down at her desk, she opened up her camera gallery. Photos, from years in the past. Her and Rose when they were six years old dressed up as fairies. Silly photos with Nino and Kim on either side of her, all pulling funny faces. Pictures of picnics, play dates and school field trips. Then to the more recent ones. Selfies of her and Alya at sleepovers. Class pictures. A picture of her, Adrien, Nino and Alya. That one was her favourite, because it was one of the last ones they took before everything changed.
Before Lila came, spread lies and whispers that they all clung on to. Years of friendship was disregarded when Lila’s pretty promises and glamorous stories filled the blank spaces in their lives.
That’s when it changed. It changed from hugs and smiles, to being pushed to the side and disregarded. It changed from invitations and compliments to demands and threats.
I’m done, so done, done with all the games you play
Marinette wiped the tear that was streaming down her cheek, and she right clicked on the corner photo, and dragged the mouse over every single one. It was all highlighted. Every single picture, and her finger hesitated as her mouse hovered over the trash symbol.
Would it be so bad to keep them as memories of what it used to be? She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The memories would always be in her heart, she didn’t need a physical copy taunting her as well.
I’m numb, so numb, I’m numb to all the pain you bring
It didn’t hurt as much as she thought it would when they were gone. Her room seemed so much more bare now, because she was holding onto nothing that they gave her.
It was one more week and then she would be free of all of them and she could start fresh for real.
I’m tryna figure this all out for myself, I don’t need you or nobody else
She was alone when everyone else made plans to hang out and she was alone when Alya and Kim dug into her for bullying Lila. Adrien promised that they were in it together, but he was never there, not in the way she needed him to be, he tried to pick up her broken pieces afterwards, but he couldn’t do that when they were left out of reach. In short he watched, and he let her fall apart as they hurt her.
The one thing that came out of this was her strength. She was Ladybug after all. Strong and, determined, those qualities never did fall short. She learnt how to be okay on her own. She didn’t need any of them.
She ran her fingers over her new uniform. Jean Arc School of Arts. She smiled thinking of all the future possibilities this change could lead her too.
It was time Marinette did something for Marinette. Because she was done.
I’m done, so done, so done, so done, so done, so done, I’m done.
*
I think that it’s time for you to realise that I’m not gonna be here forever but I
Marinette had her bag over her shoulder, and wore a bright smile on her face. None of them knew it but she would never have to spend any time with them ever again.
She stopped outside of her school. Her new school, and she felt the presence of two people come up beside her. A boy with bright blue hair and a girl with a bob cut.
“You’re making the right decision, little blueberry,” Luka said, placing an arm on her shoulder.
“We’re so excited to have you here Marinette. Your old class never deserved you,” Kagami commented, slinging her arm around Marinette waist and resting her head on Marinette’s shoulder.
“Thanks guys,” she smiled, her heart warming in the presence of her amazing friends, people she couldn’t have gotten through all this without. “Well, should we go inside?”
At lunch, sitting a table with Luka, Kagami, and the friends she was introduced to, her phone started blowing up with messages.
Alya: girl wtf!? You moved schools?? Look I know everything’s a bit tense right now but don’t you think that’s a little dramatic????
Rose: Hey Marinette, how come you left without telling any of us?
Alix: yo Mari heard you moved
She shut off her phone, she didn’t need to read any more.
wish that I was, but you were the cause
For every lit’ feelin’, I’m feeling inside
After all the pain they caused her what right did they even have to ask her why she moved. She blocked all their numbers.
“Everything alright blueberry?” Luka asked.
She smiled, and looked up at him, slipping her phone back in her bag. “Everything’s fine.”
Sometimes I sit and I think about why I even trusted you, shit I’m surprised
Marinette took and deep breath in, and then let it out. She had always been one to trust easily, to give second chances. It was a part of who she was. She had to. She had to trust Chat Noir when she had only just met him, if she didn’t the city would be at stake. She saw the good in people and chose to continue seeing that good. That’s what hurt her the most. She trusted these people to not hurt her, and to have her back and in the end she was disappointed. That wasn’t going to happen again.
I’m walkin’ away from you, it’s about time
Want you to walk out and walk out of my life
The people around her now, were smiling, they were happy, and laughing, and talking like friends should talk. She hadn’t felt that for a while, normalcy.
But she was done with her past, done with her old friends, done with the lying snake, done with her stupid crush, and done with the part of herself that will be forever tainted by how they hurt her.
She’s done, so done, so done, so done, so done, she’s done.