A/N: I'm thankful for all your comments, they mean a lot! I also love the constructive criticism, It makes my writing better!

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I awoke with the room still lit. The bathroom door was still closed, and I knew Tikki had hid in there the whole time. It was still dark outside, and I caught myself drifting from Adrien's tight grip.

My legs and core were achy and sore, but I knew that was normal for doing it for the first time. It was still astounding at how much pain it caused.

Now that I had fully understood what had happened last night, I knew many problems would arrive. The first question was obvious.

What were we?

Were we friends? Friends with benefits? Lovers? I shook my head, knowing that we were probably nothing, and that this whole situation was probably a mistake. I was clearly caught up in the moment, thinking that doing such... activities with Adrien was right at the time.

I looked down to my naked body, glancing at the arm that had encased me to Adrien. His breathing was shallow, indicating that he was still in a deep sleep. I gently lifted his hand, trying to pry it away from my skin.

I knew I had to get out of here before he had woken up, because I was not ready to deal with the consequences. I was not ready to have a harsh reality spit back into my face once again.

Once I was able to pry myself from his right grip, I replaced the empty space with a pillow, praying that Adrien wouldn't notice. When his hands tightened around the fluffy white fabric, I knew it was time for my escape.

I quickly traveled around the room in search of my wet clothes, and once I found them I plopped the cold clothes on one by one. I then walked towards the bathroom to get Tikki, but when I opened the door and looked in the mirror I internally gasped.

My face had gotten slightly better, but it was still obvious that there was a bruise. It wasn't my face that I was worried about though, but rather the dark red dots the size of quarters that were littered around my neck.

Adrien had got me good, and I knew that these hickeys would be very noticeable, even with a huge hoodie on. I quickly grabbed my purse and hoped that Tikki was inside and then I walked out of the bathroom and towards the door of the hotel room.

I knew I was going to regret my decision of leaving Adrien in this room, but I knew it was for the best, and wouldn't cause any other problems with our friendship. When I slowly opened the door to the hallway I made sure to eliminate any sounds. It was good that I was able to be sneaky, a quality I had obtained from working as Ladybug.

I looked around the hotel room one final time, giving a subtle glance to Adrien's clothes that were still scattered around the room. I then blew a kiss to the blonde sleeping boy, knowing that the action would go unnoticed, and then closed the door.

The hallway air was cold and refreshing, allowing me to forget what had just happened in the hotel room. I decided to take the stairs to avoid any noise the elevator could make, and when I got to the first floor I immediately went to the desk.

I signed a receipt, payed for the room, and then headed out of the hotel. The morning sky was dark, telling me I had enough time to make it to my house while going unnoticed.

Within two hour walk down the streets of Paris, I had finally made it into my home. But when I opened the door to get in, the next thing I saw was unexpected.

My parents were there, staring at me like I was an intruder of the night. I felt my heart rate speed up as I thought of all the possible outcomes of what might happen.

"Where have you been, we've been worried sick!" My mother asked, hopping over to me and then pulling down my hoodie to see my full face. "And what happened to my daughters face! And your neck! Did someone hit you?"

I was glad they were focused more on my face rather then the fact that I showed up at the bakery this early in the morning. The bakery was the first level of my house, followed by the main rooms which were up stairs.

"No one hit me mom." I lied, hoping she would buy it. "I just fell onto a desk side to hard." She then lifted up my head, scanning the hickeys on my neck. I felt my face redden as I already knew what was coming.

"You were out with a boy, weren't you?!" She yelled in a panic. My father was quiet, analyzing the situation before him. He liked to let my mother do the talking when it came to me, and then he would offer his input if needed.

"No I was at-."

"You were not at Alya's! She came looking here for you. I can't believe you would betray our trust." I wanted to ignore the words my mother had just said, for she had not known any of the problems that I had just gone through. She hadn't known that I had been punched, had gave my virginity away, and confessed to the boy I used to love just in the past two days. "And you let him mark you with these-these marks! Will they come off?"

"There called hickeys." I said a little annoyed.

I decided to be truthful to her, "And no. They won't come off until a few days." I said. She roughly grabbed my hand, dragging me to the sink and getting a cloth out. She then wet the cloth and started trying to clean the spots off of my neck. I'll admit that it was kind of painful.

"You know what?! You're grounded!" She said, still trying to wipe the marks. "I can't believe you came home like this, lied to us, and snuck out of school. It's a shame to be your mother right now." Those words had put a lot of anger in me, and I felt myself drift away from my mother.

She was ashamed that I was her daughter.

That's just great.

I had just created another person who did not like me.

Maybe I was being dramatic, but that's what my whole life felt like. Simply... dramatic.

"School and back!" She stated to say as she began to drag me up the stairs and towards the rest of the house. "I'm disappointed, I thought we raised you better then this." Ouch. I thought, that hurt.

When we got to my room she gently pushed me up the stairs and then shut the door. "We'll talk about this later, but for now you need to think about your actions before I say something that I don't want to say!" She yelled. I then heard her voice lower, and knew that she was now talking to my dad.

He was obviously trying to calm my raged mother down. I opened my purse letting Tikki into the room. I was glad she didn't say anything as I went up to my bed, not caring that I had on some wet clothes, and decided to cry myself to sleep.

***

It was embarrassing really, having to wake up with a gigantic pile of hickeys on my neck. My mother had not come upstairs to talk to me, and I knew I had to get ready for school. I decided to wear a large scarf with a long sleeve shirt to hide the hickeys and be prepared for the weather.

I wondered if Adrien would go to school, but decided he wouldn't when I remembered that he was probably still asleep and had not noticed that I was gone yet. At least one of us deserved to be happy.

After I got changed into a pair of sweats since I really didn't feel like trying for the day and my legs were still quite sore. I would wear a hoodie again, but then I wouldn't be able to hide my neck.

I shook my head, then told Tikki to get into the purse that was around my shoulder while going down the stairs. When I saw my mother I immediately recognized the look she gave me. Disapproval. She disapproved of the things that I had done the night before, but instead it felt like she disapproved of her daughter.

I looked away and went to the door that led me to outside before I heard the angry voice of my mother, "school and back." Was her short statement of the morning.

I decided to not comment back and made my way to school. I knew I had bags under my eyes and I probably looked like a mess (hence the reason I decided to skip the mirror).

When I got to school the hallways were buzzing, and it was too my suprise that I saw Adrien, Nino, and Alya all huddled in a group together. The first thing my chest got was panic, then butterflies, then panic again. I got out my phone, then noticed it was dead before I looked back up again. I sighed angrily at myself for forgetting to charge my phone.

Then I decided to just head to class and avoid everyone's attention. I knew the bruise on my face would cause the attention to be on me anyway, but I tried my best and walked to the classroom with my head down. When I got there there was no one else in the room, and I was kind of glad that I would get the peace and quiet that I had hoped for.

I put my head down on the table and then closed my eyes, relaxing into the flowery scent of my clothes. It was one of the only things that I could look forward to, the comfort of my layers of clothing.

"Why'd you come home so late anyway, dude?" I heard Nino's voice faintly, telling me that the group was heading towards the classroom.

"Something came up." Was Adrien's short reply, and I grew thankful that the green eyed boy didn't say anything because I wanted it to be our secret. For his sake and mine. If Kagami found out...

"Did Kagami give you a booty call!?" Nino joked, and I mentally sagged in my seat.

"Hey Marinette." I heard Alya's voice come from the door way of the classroom. I looked up, totally avoiding eye contact with Adrien.

"Hey Alya." I said tiredly before I put my head back down. I didn't care about what they thought of me, my life currently couldn't get any worse anyway. Or maybe it could, and I'd just be jinxing myself all over again.

I suddenly felt an arm pull me up, and before I could react I connected eyes with Adrien. He looked at me like nothing happened last night and began to examine my face. I could tell he was tired as well with the present bags under his eyes as we had stayed up all night.

Adrien's arm snaked around my waist as he propped me up, and I mentally hoped that God was by my side. I didn't want Kagami to see what was happening.

"Your face has gotten better." He said, his voice showing how tired he truly was. I nodded my head before lightly shoving Adrien away. He didn't get very far because of the tight hold that he had on me.

I glanced down to his neck, noticing that my love bites that I had given him were there, as bright as day. It was a wonder why nobody had commented on them. Maybe they talked about them earlier.

"My face has been healing. I heal fairly quick." Those capabilities came from being Ladybug. Sure, it never hurt being Ladybug because of the protection of the miraculous, but afterwards I could feel everything.

He finally let me go, just in time as the rest of the class began to settle in. Alya was staring at me with an uncomprehending glare, and I decided to ignore it. I didn't want to tell her anything, but I knew she would find out one way or another.