[AN]

First of all, Thanks to all of you. My story got from 2,3k to 6,2k in less than 2 weeks. This is insane!

Second; I'm so sorry I haven't posted in like a week, but I'm on a vacation right now and posting without WiFi is hard but I have WiFi now! I'll try to post as often as I can.

Love all of you. <3

Love always,

Me c:

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[Mari's POV]

It's been 3 weeks since the party and in my opinion Adrien and I are friends again also he's been doing great, I think he also sees it that way and that makes me happy.

The day after the party he told me about his problems, he's been holding up a lot since his mom died.

Adrien cried his eyes out, I wish I could help him but I can't, the only one who can help him is he himself I can only guide him.  I have a feeling he hasn't told anyone about his problems, I'm glad he told me don't get me wrong but he should've talked to someone about this way earlier. It also explains his drinking problem, I'll help him get over that too.

''Adrien?'' I asked when he had stopped crying, ''Yeah?'' he said his voice sounded cracked, how sad this all was I have to admit it was kinda cute. ''This is why you drink so much?'' I asked, he nodded.

''Are you.. Are you depressed?'' I stuttered, I' was so scared for the answer that was coming even if I already knew it. ''I don't know..'' he shrugged, ''I know you do..'' I mumbled. ''What is depressed?'' he looked up, his bright green were dull. "Because I don't cut myself or try to commit suicide, I'm just not happy. Yeah, there are moments I laugh but I always feel sort of empty. I don't like the things I used to like anymore, I loved playing the piano but now I can't even look at it without thinking of my mom,  most nights I can hardly sleep that's the reason I drink so much; those nights are the only nights I sleep well, my dad doesn't talk to me that much; it gives me the feeling I did something wrong and no I don't try to commit suicide but sometimes it makes me think 'What if I die?'"

I hugged him even tighter, "Oh shortie.." I mumbled.
"Mari?" he stuttered.
"Yes?"
"I don't know what to do..I don't want to forget her, but I don't want to live like this anymore.." he whispered, "Please help me." his voice cracked again but only one tear streamed down his cheek.
"We're going to work this out Adrien, I know you'll be fine. It takes time to process such a big loss, but you're strong and I know you can do it. It obviously doesn't mean you have to forget her, but it means you're going to have to live with it." I said and it was true.
He nodded "You'll help me, right? You'll be here?" he asked, "All the way up." I nodded.
"Okay.. I hope I can do this.." he sighed.
"I know you can." I said with such confidence in my voice.

Now three weeks later Adrien has started playing the piano again, it is such a major progress and I'm honestly so proud of him. He is really strong and he'll work this out, I just know it.