✨Read author's note at the end s'il vous plaît!

" Honey, please." Marinette sighed, resting her head on the closed door. "Open the door," she begged. Giving it light knocks.

"Is Adrien with you?" Manon spited out angrily, holding her knees close to her chest. Her tail swinging from side to side.

"No, he's downstairs. Crying." She said softly but the pain in her voice was clear as water. It did not matter how much Manon hated Adrien at the moment, the fact that he was crying broke her.

The doorknob clicked; Marinette pushed the door slowly, closing it behind her as soon as she came in. She sat down next to the bump under the covers, that was where Manon was crawled in. "Baby, I know this hard. And completely unfair to yo-"

"You got that right," Manon scoffed.

She frowned, "Please understand Manon! Your father loves you deeply, So do I! That guy, Pryor, doesn't even care of your existence!" Marinette yelled agitated. The memories of the day she caught Pryor cheating on her, flood to her mind. Making her lose patience.

Manon threw the covers aside, her grey eyes glassy but there was this fire within. "My existence?! MY EXISTENCE? Is that really the words you're looking for mom?"

She looked panicked by her choice of words, she opened her mouth but Manon interrupted her.

"That's not the point mother. The point is you didn't have a bloody piece of decency to tell me Adrien wasn't my real dad-"

"But he is Manon! By heart! He loves you, he raised you, he bloody watched me give birth to you. And he was there all along! Meanwhile, Pryor only fucked me. That's all he did." She almost cried. Her blue eyes looking for answers  on her daughter's grey ones. But they were shielded by some sort of blankness.

"You still lied to me for 18 years!" Manon urged. Hiding her face on her palms.

Marinette tried to placed her palm on her shoulder but Manon hissed. Her pointy fangs showing as she did so. "Don't."

"Manon-"

"No! Stop! Leave me alone!" She cried, pushing her mother's arms away. Turning around, she clean her tears and sniff. "I just need some time to think," she said more calmly.

Marinette whimpered, looking her daughter one more time, she sighed and left.

•~•

Midnight. Manon's room was dark. The moonlight reflecting on her clear windows. She pulled her black hoodie over her head. And pulled up her black turtleneck to cover her mouth.

She inserted her claw in the keyhole of the window and twisted it. It clicked and popped open. She slid her leg over the white border of the window, then pulled her other leg to the other side.

Manon straddle on the edge of the outside of the window, and slid across. Tiny rocks fell down and hit the ground with a loud thud.

Her breath hitched. "Calm down Manon, you're fine. You're fine. Just need to get to the other side without falling to your death. It's easy," she told her self.

She breathed out relieved when she got to the other side.

I knew I could made it.

She jumped on the tall tree beside her bedroom window; and grasp onto the branch before hitting the ground. Her nails forcefully gripping the branch. Then, she climbed off. Branch by branch. And landed softly.

Manon looked back at her house; through the window of living room she caught sight of a very frustrated Adrien sitting on the couch. His elbows resting on his lap, and his hands holding up his head. As Marinette gently rubbed his back.

"I'm sorry Dad," Manon whispered before disappearing into the dark streets of Paris.

•~•
(I apologize for any grammar mistakes or typos)

Bonjour mes chatons! 😍
Ça va bien? ✨

Nicki is back into action!! ❤️❤️

Long time, no see eh? I've miss you a lot guys and I can't wait to get started with this awaited sequel. I hope you like it so far!

Oh, and a question! Please comment 🙈

Should I kept writing in Author's P.O.V or should I write in Manon's P.O.V?

Which one do you prefer? 😯

Anyway! Have a wonderful week mes chatons!
~Nicki 🖤