Chapter 7

There was a pair of jeans, a blue tank and a black leather jacket laid out for me to wear.

Who put it there? No clue.

I quickly slipped everything on, then realized there was a note.

Change your hair style. We can not be noticed. -BD

I sighed and walked into the bathroom, what the hell could I do with my hair? I wore it natural so it was just in a curly mess on my head. Usually I look amazing but after being dropped and drowned my hair wasn't looking too great.

I sighed and got to work on straightening it.

After a good hour and many threats from Blue Doom of breaking the door down I was finally finished.

I hadn't straightened my hair in a good year so it was shocking to see that it was halfway down my back.

I quickly parted it so that you couldn't see my huge ass purple bruise on my forehead and add some red lipstick to cover up the cuts on my lips.

I didn't look completely awful, I just didn't look myself.

I walked out of the bathroom to see an annoyed looking villain.

He looked me up and down twice, no emotion on his face, "smart" he quickly uttered before standing up.

"Listen you and I are going on a little mission today, understood?" He asked me.

He was wearing normal clothes, nice designer jeans and a tee shirt with a hoodie on.

"Like spy kids?" I asked.

He gave me a dead look. "If you try to run, if you tell anyone I've kidnapped you, if you so much as wink at an officer, I'll snap your neck. Got it?" He said dangerously.

Sad thing is, I knew he'd do it to, "getting it" I muttered darkly.

"But won't everyone see that huge blue mask that covers half your face?" I asked him.

He turned around ripping the mask off, I could see the back of his head, he has his hair in a buzz cut barely any there. Then he put something on his face and turned around.

He had dark glasses on, but the weird thing was his face was so disoriented, almost like looking at him underwater.

I squinted my eyes and took a step closer, "what kind of disease do you have?" I asked him my eyes widening.

He pushed my face away from his, "the glasses make my face blurry so you can't see me, dipshit" he said quickly turning and walking out of the room.

I quickly followed him, "you don't have to be so mean" I muttered.

I followed him silently, he eventually took me outside where there was literally no one and nothing.

A cliff and a house.

Before I could even make a snide comment on his anti social living he had grabbed me by the waist a flew off into the sky.

I screamed like a banshee.

"Please shut up, my ear drum burst five minuets ago" he said annoyed as he continued to fly unbelievably fast.

I grabbed onto him like a leech.

My legs were wound tightly around his waist, my arms constricted around his neck and my face buried in his neck.

Before I knew it he had landed harshly on the ground.

I was still mini screaming, and refused to let go while he just stood there, arms at his sides, waiting.

"Listen we don't have all day, and your nervous break downs are giving me headaches" he said detaching my body from him.

He set me on the ground glaring at my shocked state.

I just through up in my mouth, and it taste like sadness and fear.

"Dude what the fuck!" I screamed at him finally snapping back into reality.

I was swaying like a boat.

"Calm down" he said turning and walking down the sidewalk. Leaving me behind.

I should've taken off the other way, but I was curious, and he probably catch me then re drop me off the side of a building. What could he need me for?

I reluctantly followed behind him.

"What are we doing?" I asked him.

"We are looking for someone" he said.

I rolled my eyes.

"Could you be more vague?"

"No" was his short reply.

"Why are you so mean to me?" I complained.

"You annoy me" he ground out.

"Oh please, it's not like your a walk in the park either. And do I need to remind you who kidnapped who?" I asked him.

"No"

"You kidnapped me" I smiled when he turned a glared, at least I think he did, at me.

"Please shut up"

"See what I mean? Why don't you want to talk to me? Let's get deep, dude" I'll be home at the rate I was going.

His fist were so tight, I thought he was going to break his own hand.

He whirled around so quick that I was shocked to find he'd slammed me up against wall.

My body wasn't shocked, that bitch was already in enough pain.

I winced.

Definitely leaving another bruise.

"Shut the fuck up. I don't know if you have a listening problem or some shit like that, but you seem to not understand that I'm in charge here. What I say goes. You want to get deep? I'll put your ass six feet under before you could even whimper the word sh-"

I licked the middle of his face.

Straight up.

He froze.

"No you little bitch, you think because you're stronger and faster, and probably better looking than everyone else you can talk to people like that. Well let me the first to tell you, I'm calling bullshit. You're high as a mofo kite if you think I'm going to let you push me around, you saw my parents. I won't deal with your shit too. So I suggest you keep walking and listen to me talk and die in silence, because I'm not shutting up nor do I believe you'd really do anything about it" I huffed.

He still hadn't moved an inch.

"Bitch" I through out.

I couldn't help it, it just brought everything together so much better.

He seemed to chuckle in disbelief, "you don't think I'm really that bad, do you?" He asked shock.

I smirked in his face.

He lowered his face closer to mine, so close my heart stopped. If his face was looking like a broken mirror I could see if he was thinking of kissing me.

Which would have just been ... Awful.

Yea, awful.

God he did have some large lips though, I mean there were like juicy peaches on his face.

Thank god, I couldn't see them correctly or else I'm not sure what i would have done.

Which is the scary part.

I mean he did save me people! And he didn't let me drop to my death, even though he did push me.

Thank god he wasn't imaging me naked and had some sense. He roughly grabbed my arm and yanked me close to him.

He smells too good. Like sex. Good sex.

Shit.

He continued to drag me down the sidewalk. And not a hold my hand and pull me, nope. He had my arm in his death grip and was full on dragging me like a puppy down the sidewalk.

"I'm not a dog!" I hissed at him.

"Yea a dog is obedient" he hissed back.

My mouth dropped.

This asshole here. "You didn't just say that" I said shocked.

"Oh I did" he replied.

I don't deserve this, I mean yea I'm not the nicest. And I've made my fair share of girls cry, but this shit is crazy.

Suddenly he stopped.

"Do you see the man in the suit?" He asked I looked up and saw the man he was pointing at.

He was a middle aged man, no older than 40, he was in a navy blue suit with dark brown hair. He was currently screaming at someone on the phone.

"Yes. So?"

"I need you to get his brief case" he said.

My mouth high fived the ground, "excuse me?" I asked.

"You heard me"

"But I don't understand you. What do you think this is? A James Bond special? How in the world do you think I'm going to get his brief case?" I asked him.

"I don't know, or care"

"You've obviously had your mask on too tight, and it's squeezed the common sense out of your head. I'm not stealing that mans brief case! No way, there is nothing you can do to make me do it!" I said looking at Blue Doom like he was crazy.

"I'll take you grocery shopping and you can get any food for the house that you want" he said.

"I want ice cream too"

"Deal"

The things I'd do for food.

I started walking towards the guy in the suit. Every step I took, took my closer to the guy, which I had no plan for stealing his brief case.

I was starting to hyperventilate, he was one step away.

Honestly I don't know what happened.

One second I was looking at him and the next I was tackling him.

We both landed in a heap on the ground.

Don't screw up, this is for ice cream.

"I'm so sorry sir!" I screamed. He groaned in pain, his head took a pretty hard hit.

I grabbed his brief case and slid it behind a bench while he turned and grabbed his phone.

"Where's my brief case?" He asked turning to me, as we both stood up.

I fidgeted.

"Sorry I didn't see it, I don't think you had one" I said giving him a nervous smile.

How eyes narrowed into me, he saw straight through me.

"No I had a brief case, what did you do with it?" He demanded.

"Umm I'm sorry I don't know what your talking about" I said, "are you okay? I should call you an ambulance though!" I pretended to reach for my non existent phone in my pocket.

"No! I'm fine! Really" he said and started walking the other way.

He turned and ran directly into Blue Doom's chest.

Blue grabbed the guy by his collar, and literally lifted him and through him a good twenty feet into the middle of the street, where he made direct contact with a taxi.

My eyes popped out of my head, and my jaw dropped.

No he did not.

I stood in shock watching the guy fall to the ground unconscious.

People started to rush towards him in the middle of the street. Cars slammed on breaks, and screams for police were being thrown through the air.

Oh shit.

I was completely frozen. I couldn't move a muscle. My brain was trying to wrap my mind around the fact that Blue Doom had inhuman strength and picked up a fully grown man and through him like he weighed nothing.

While everyone was concentrating on the probably dead man Blue Doom reached down and grabbed the brief case and my arm all at the same time.

He then dragged us around a corner. My mouth was still touching the ground.

"Still calling bullshit?" He asked amusement clear in his throat.

He obviously thought killing that man was hilarious.

I quickly shook my head no.

"Thought so" he said laughing evilly before pulling me to his body and jumping into the air and flying away.

I'm in some real shit.