Jinx felt like a fugitive.
Looking over her shoulder every few moments, she quietly walked through Jump City, staying in shadows. She sighed to herself. This was the most fantastical way to feel when getting out of a life of crime. Sneaking around at 2 A.M., going to god knows where. Yes. This was surely the way to enlightenment.
Jinx looked down. In her hands was the last rose he had given her, along with his address, which she had already memorized. She bit her lip, and continued to walk.
It had been a on whim really. To leave the H.I.V.E Five. No, wipe that smile off your face. Jinx was not going to Kid Flash's out of love, or even like really. She just need a change. That's all. And if Kid Flash wanted to offer to feed her, give her a place to stay, and have her basically leech off his success, why should she ruin his happiness?
Jinx glanced around again. She was just waiting for someone - anyone- to stop her. Well, not anyone. She knew Kid Flash was stopping some bank robbery or whatever, as she had seen on the news before she left. The Titans were out of town, (hopefully) stomping on the collective face of the Brotherhood of Evil.(Really, that group as a whole was taking up way to much of everyone's time). It wasn't like the police could even touch her. So who could that leave?
Ok. Full disclosure. When Jinx left, she may have … just a tiny bit… been a big wuss. And she may have… just a tiny bit … not told her team she was leaving. Well, her old team now. But it was totally ok. She had left a note! Not just a normal note though. It was a goodbye note ( how cliché), and to even make them feel better about themselves, she had refrained from using the old it's not you it's me line. It totally was them.
Don't give her that look! It wasn't like her team cared away, as Jinx tried to convince herself. After Kid Flash had destroyed their base, the H.I.V.E. Five had fallen into a sort of funk. All the guys did all day was eat their (disgusting) food creations ( cold pizza with melted peanut butter anyone?) and play their stupid videogames. So, what if Jinx left to make something of herself? That wasn't going to put a dent on their brilliant plans to act like lazy-asses.
The moon was sinking lower in the sky, and Jinx knew she had to find his place soon. She growled angrily. Where were Kid Flash's stalker roses to show her the way when she needed them! She looked down again at the one in her hand. He had been leaving them everywhere for her, and it had actually made Jinx a tad paranoid. For her to take a shower all past week, as well as taking the usual precautions against the other members of her idiot team ( checking for Gizmo's cameras and barring the door) Jinx had to also glance in all manners of directions and scream ( for dramatic effect) at the ceiling - " Kid Flash, if you phase through the wall while I am taking a shower, I will so much as blow you up into smithereens!" No matter if her powers didn't actually allow her to do that. She was running out of feasible threats damn it!
Jinx had finally reached street his apartment was on. It wasn't the ritziest of neighborhoods, but it sure as hell wasn't the Jump City docks, where she had been living (more like slumming) before. She quickly took a peek inside the lobby. Having anyone see her, as she took the metaphorical long walk from the side of villainy to the side of … not villainy would make Jinx's bad mood worse.
What was she now anyway? She thought while taking the elevator up to his floor. She had renounced her life of crime ( to herself. Last night. On a rooftop. You should have been there. It was awesome.) but, although rooftop brooding and subsequent declarations were an integral part of the job, Jinx wasn't sure if she wanted to be a hero. Ugh. How she had reviled that word for so long.
Huffing out of annoyance the entire way, she stalked down the hall, stopping at his door. Finally. This little excursion had taken her upwards of an hour, and she was tired of walking and contemplating hastily made life choices. Reaching over she tried the door handle. It wouldn't budge. Jinx then proceeded to wrestle with it for ten minutes, before somewhere in the goop that was becoming her mind, someone far off shouted it's locked dumbass!
Oh. So it was. How nice of you to point that out little mean voice. I don't call you names when you do something stupid. Well, that's because I never do anything stupid. And on it went, with Jinx feeling somewhat pathetic in the back of her mind, reduced to fighting with her inner voice in front of a hero's apartment at 3 A.M.
That still did not mean she was going to let the voice just win.
And then, it could be safe to say that Jinx fully did not notice when someone silently trudged up behind her.
" Soooo," Jinx whirled around in surprise at the sound of Kid Flash's voice. " Do you always give yourself the finger and scream bitch! at every apartment door you come to? Or is my door just special?"
A/N: My very first story! I feel oh so proud of myself. I don't know when I will update next, but it will probably be soon. For even though for most of this Jinx waxed poetic, there will be actual plot at some point. Trust me. Jinx's inner voice says so.