Alright here is the next chapter. I'm not sure if I will be able to get another one in before Christmas, so if I don't, Happy holidays to everyone!
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When I woke up I was in my normal sleeping position. I was curled up in a ball, my blanket over my head, and I was facing my wall. My ankle was throbbing in pain and I knew it was because of Pyro's poor job at wrapping it. Hey, he was a super hero, not a doctor. I would have sat up and started complaining but I could hear some voices by my bed. I stayed as still as possible so I could listen to them without them knowing that I was awake.
"Really Warren, what were you thinking? This is such a bad idea." came a girl's voice. Why the hell was there a girl in my room and who was this Warren guy.
"I couldn't take her to the hospital. When they found out I had burned her, I would have been in all the papers as Maxville's crappiest super hero. Really Hippie, it's not as bad as it seems." I then realized that this Warren guy was actually Pyro. That wasn't good. If he found out I knew who he was, he would kill me for sure.
"I don't know Warren, I think Layla is right on this one," came another voice. Great there are three people in my room with super powers. I'm dead. Like really I know how people say "I'm dead" as a joke but I mean it. I'm literally going to die.
"Would you stop calling me Warren? It's Pyro when we are here."
"It's not like she's awake," came the voice of the other random guy. Oh crap. They are looking at me, I know they are. Ok Evy, just even out your breathing, calm down, don't draw attention to yourself. That's it calm down, you'll be just fine. Nothing bad is going to….
"No she isn't," said Pyro, or Warren. He walked over to my bed and grabbed my blankets, pulling them off of me. "How much did you hear?"
"How much? Um, I didn't hear anything." He too hold of my arm, unfortunately the one that he had burned. His grip was tight and he was so angry it was like reburning my skin. "Please stop you're hurting me."
"I'll ask you again, how much did you hear?"
"Alright I heard that you're name was Warren and her name was Layla. I have no idea what his name is but I'm on their side. Really Warren, this was a bad idea!" He let me go and I moved as far away from him as possible. I must have looked so strange, all pushed against the wall, holding my arm to my chest, with my injured leg laying limply away from the rest of my body. I looked at the three of them. They were all wearing simple masks but normal clothing. Warren just had a pair of jeans and black t-shirt on. If I wasn't so scared of him at the moment, my hormones would have been all out of wack, due to his oh so delicious muscles. No one said anything for a couple minutes and then Layla broke the silence. She took off her mask and the boys looked at her with shock clear in their eyes.
"There is no reason to wear this anymore, she knows my name. You might as well take yours off too Warren."
"I don't think so," he said.
"If you are going to be going along with this great plan of yours, you might as well get her to trust you. How can she do that if you are wearing a mask." I just loved how she was talking about me as if I wasn't there. I watched as Warren slowly took off his mask and I almost gasped out loud. Really, could the guy be anymore perfect? He was the hottest thing on two legs. I then turned my attention to the other guy. He also removed his mask and then smiled at me.
"Hi, I'm Will Stronghold. This is my girlfriend Layla Williams. We are the friends that are going to help Warren take care of you." I kind of just stared at him. I was at a total loss of words, and that's not something that happens to me a lot. He moved the chair that was in my room a little closer to my bed and sat down. Layla took a seat on his lap, and Warren took a seat at the edge of my bed. I was starting to panic with the three of them being so close. I figured this was the moment where they were going to brainwash me into forgetting their names, or use some other horrible power to make sure I never told their identities to anyone. Warren made a move to grab my arm again. All I could do was press myself closer into the wall and let out a small whimper.
"Please don't hurt me," I said.
"I'm not going to hurt you," he said softer than he normally talked. "I just want to look at your arm." I gave him my arm and he unwrapped it. He dropped my arm and left the room. When he came back, he had new bandages and some type of cream, I'm sure took care of burns. He took care of my arm and then let it go. "How is your leg doing?"
"It hurts really bad this morning."
"What happened to her leg?" asked Will.
"The guy that attacked her pushed her away from him rather hard. I kind of didn't catch her. I was too busy trying to get him. She landed funny and broke it," said Warren.
"And you just have it wrapped up?" yelled Layla, standing up. "Warren are you crazy? She needs her ankle to be put in a cast." Warren glared at her and I could have swore I heard him growl.
"We can't just put it in a cast without taking her to the doctors now can we?"
"This is really the stupidest idea you have ever had." Layla must have known Warren for a long time to be able to talk to him like that. Sure I was joking around with him yesterday, but she really seemed to mean it when she practically called him dumb. I watched as she went to the window in my room and opened it. "Now, this won't be as good as a cast, but it will help better than what he has put on your leg," she said to me. I watched as she lifted her arms as if calling something. All of a sudden there were these vines coming through my window. Layla walked over to my leg and undid Warren's bandages. The vines started to wrap around my ankle. It wasn't tight enough that it hurt, but it was tight enough so I couldn't move my ankle around. It was a cast made out of plants, talk about organic. When my ankle was all wrapped up, the vine broke off and the rest of the plant went back out my window. I just looked at Layla for a couple seconds, my mouth hanging open.
"That has got to be the coolest thing I have ever saw!" I said to her. "Really that is the sickest power ever. Forget about his fire, really controlling plants, that is wicked cool." Layla smiled at me and I was pretty sure that the two of us were going to be great friends.
"Alright, I have to go to work," said Warren, standing up off my bed.
"Like super hero work?" I asked.
"No, I work at the Paper Lantern. I'm a bus boy." He worked at a Chinese restaurant? That was weird.
"You mean you have a real job?" Not that it was a "real" job, it seemed more like a high school job.
"I have bills to pay too, you know," he snapped at me.
"I'm going to take off too," said Will. "I'll see you later Evy. Layla." He gave her a kiss and then left my room. He seemed nice. I don't think I would mind having him around.
"Layla is going to stay here with you until I get back from work."
"Ok."
"You want me to bring something back for supper or do you feel like hopping around the kitchen again?" he asked with a smirk. Oh, so now he is trying to joke around with me. Well buddy, I'm still a little scared of you, so it's going to be some time before I start joking around with you again.
"Sure, I would love some orange chicken, and some pork fried rice. Oh maybe some lo mein too."
"Anything else?" he asked sounding annoyed.
"No that should be it. Thanks."
"No prob. Oh, I got you these." He placed some crutches close to my bed. "I thought you would like to get around a little easier." Wow, I couldn't believe he had actually went out of his way to get me some crutches.
"Oh, thanks, um.. Warren. Is Warren ok or would you still like me to call you Pyro?"
"Warren is fine. I'll see you later." With that said he left. I turned to Layla and smiled.
"So tell me, has he always been like this?"
"Always."
"When did you first meet him?"
"Back when I was a freshman at our super hero high school. He was a junior, and he was Will's worst enemy."
"No way."
"Yeah. It wasn't until the two teamed up to stop some evil villain from taking over, did they become friends."
"I don't picture him the type to have friends."
"He didn't before we came along. He still can be rather antisocial though."
"I noticed. And now the world's biggest hot head is stuck with me."
"Well, he's already burned you, what more can he do?"
"Funny, I told him that last night."
"What did he do?"
"Stormed out of the room."
"I think Warren has finally met his match."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because, most girls either fall all over him, or run away from him in fear. He isn't used to people standing up to him."
"Well, I'm not going to back down in my own house."
"Good, don't. Now what are we going to do until he gets back from work? Hmm, you got any good movies?" I pointed over to my stands of DVDs that she must have missed. How she missed them, I had no idea. I had almost three stands full of movies. Movies were one of my passions. "What do you feel like watching?"
"I don't care. I like all those movies, I mean I wouldn't own them if I didn't. Just pick what you feel like watching." I watched as she picked The Princess Bride. I should have guessed she would pick that movie. I loved it so I didn't really care.
"We can go watch it in the living room. It can't be much comfortable for you on that chair."
"I don't want to make you move."
"It's no problem. Just hand me the crutches." She did and then I slowly made my way to the small living room in my apartment. I settled down on the couch, while Layla sat in the reclining chair, that is after she put the movie in. We started the movie and after some fun quoting and a couple tears at the end, I made my way to take a shower. The best part about my plant cast was I could get it went and nothing would happen. Hurray for Layla and her powers. Getting into the shower was a lot harder than I though and getting out was even harder. I realized I had totally forgotten new cloths. I wrapped a towel around my body and opened the door to call Layla for help. When I opened the door though, there stood Warren, and not Layla. I gasped, pulled the towel closer to my body, and of course, clumsy me, slipped when I tried to move away from him. I squeezed my eyes shut and prepared for the fall but it never happened. I felt myself against a hard body. When I opened my eyes I was against Warren. I was starting to loose count on how many times I was ending up in his arms.
"We just keep meeting like this," he said. I knew my face must have been as red as a tomato. Nope, a tomato isn't good enough. If I could think of a better analogy I would, but I'm standing in Warren's arms in nothing but a towel. My mind really isn't working.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"It's nice to see you too," he said sarcastically. I sort of smiled and made a huge mistake. I looked up into his eyes. His hands were on my waist and mine were on his shoulders. I was still pressed against his body and I'm scared to say, that was the only thing holding my towel together. I could feel his body warming up a little bit and I'm pretty sure it wasn't because he was angry. "I came home for my break. Layla had to go home for a minute. That's why I'm here and not her."
"Oh," was all I could manage to say. I hardly even got that out. Our eyes were locked and I swear we were moving closer. His eyes shifted to my lips and I licked them subconsciously. As our heads moved closer, my eyes drifted shut. I knew this was going to be one hell of a kiss, if it wasn't for one thing.
"I'm back!" Layla called out. Warren let me go and I caught my towel just before it fell off.
"I'll go get her to come help you," he said quietly, walking away. Damn that was so close!
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Well I hate to end it there but I have to. The next chapter should be up soon. Thanks for reading!