Madness: A state of being mentally ill, especially severely.

Adrien carried Marinette to a bed, Marinette had gone out cold. The back of her head was bleeding a bit from the fall she had from passing out but Adrien ignored that. His inner thoughts were pressing on him and making him stress.

"Marinette, sort of looks like her..." Adrien seethed and almost dropped the unconscious girl. He reeled his head back and yelled.

"She's not Ladybug, she's probably one of the ones who wants to send Ladybug away!" Adrien gasped, he lowered his head as he walked again and replied.

"She said she didn't want Ladybug to go away, you heard her also didn't you?" Adrien asked almost pleading.

"NONSENSE, the girl just wants you like all the others, she says she cares for you but she just wants the fame of dating a model like you." Adrien reeled  and yelled again, a pain growing in his chest like searing hot embers igniting under his skin.

"Adrien, our goal isn't to find a replacement for Ladybug, it's to FIND Ladybug and to make her yours." The pain in his chest stopped as the voice went away. Adrien had gotten used to it by now. The voice had been there ever since the battle. At first he welcomed the voice with open arms, the voice was the first person to tell Adrien how brave and valiantly he had fought against Hawkmoth, oh how he wished he hadn't been so welcoming now. 

Adrien put Marinette on a bed until she would wake up, Adrien walked into the bathroom of said room, and took off his shirt. There was a wrapped bandage around his entire chest, Adrien took it off seeing it was stained with blood. Near the center of his chest Adrien gasped when he looked at it. It was spreading.... Going everywhere. There was a purple spot growing over his heart, the area, covered in scratches, gashes, and  open wounds. Because Adrien had tried to remove whatever was in him. The old fashioned way. Adrien remembered the day he had tried to remove it, scratching violently at his chest with his fingernails, tears and blood running down his chest as he tried in vain to make the voice stop talking. But the voice only continued to taunt him. Adrien went insane, he grabbed for a pair of scissors near the sink as Plagg walked into the room to investigate all the noise. Plagg had to wrestle the scissors out of Adrien's hands while Adrien only bled and cried.

"Plagg make the voice stop, PLEASE MAKE THE VOICE STOP!" He said crying writhing in pain, Adrien passed out in a pool of his own blood. Plagg healed him to the best of his ability but felt guilty for not being able to help Adrien. Plagg felt that it was his fault Adrien was suffering, and because of that Plagg expected Adrien to not want to see him. So Plagg hid himself inside Adrien's house. Back in the present Adrien began to wrap bandages around it when his hand slipped and he only opened up the wound more.

"A-Adrien..?" Marinette asked, tears forming in her eyes.  Adrien turned around, the purple pulsed, it shown with a purple light and Adrien seethed and screamed. Marinette ran downstairs, Adrien just sat in the bathroom, the wound now fresh with blood.

"I knew you cared about her, she was your friend after all, but you don't need anymore friends, you don't need Nino anymore, and you don't need Alya anymore, and you definitely don't need Marinette anymore." Adrien heard this as the purple in him pulsed again, it hurt more than anything Adrien had ever felt, he yelled and screamed. His screams echoing through the mansion, as Marinette took her stuff, and looked back with tear filled eyes, she opened the door and left, never looking back.