Chapter 4 – My Mum Always Warned Me About Men Like You
I wake up in the next morning at the same place I fell asleep last night at some point, lying on the floor in front of my door and curled up to a ball. Slowly I sit up and look around, making sure that I'm in my room and most of all that I'm alone. After some time I slowly rise from the floor and get rid of my cloths so that I only get in underwear into my bed. My phone tells me it's 2pm and even if most people would want to be awake by now, I turn to face the wall and sleep for another hour or so until my rats want attention and throw themselves against the door of the cage until it budges and opens. They climb out of it so that they soon are on the floor and climb then up on my bed, nibbling at my fingers and nudging my nose until I sit up to cuddle with them a little and give them new food. Never figured where they learned doing all of this. I don't know how long exactly I sit there but at around 5 pm I put them back into their cage and get into the living room only to find it empty.
Oh yeah she's gone for 5 days. I totally forgot that...
I walk to the table in the kitchen and fetch the note off it where she wrote that she didn't want to wake me through I was curled up in front of the door and couldn't get in without doing so and had to leave earlier because her train comes sooner than she thought. I narrow my eye a little, toss it in the trash and go into my room to get dressed. Of course I understand that she has to work and I don't give her a bad conscience about it but sometimes it gets really... lonely. I shake my head and get into some black hot pants with black stockings which have green stripes on it, to that a black top with green letters on it and normal black ballerinas with some rivets. After that I get some money and leave the house to buy some colors and new food…
The next time I get the money for food and stuff from Joker.
First I go color shopping, the salesman in there really is friendly and mixes me every color I came up with until I was satisfied with the outcome. It took me almost an hour but then I finally decided for a lavender-blue for the bedrooms, a dark gray in the long floor on which I want to write some words or signs with blood red, for the kitchen the light green and at last for the 'Living room' I mixed . For Jokers room I will experiment a bit with green and purple. I bought some blankets and some pillows too, they are cheap and where in sale too so I thought I take some with me after all these beds need something on them. In the back of my head I made a mental note to get back he money from Joker later.
Now I stand on the parking place, thinking about how I get to another store to buy some food with these many buckets... I'm not Carrie, I can't simply let them fly after me. I look around a little and huff...
I know something! Ohh don't you dare not answering…!
'' What?! '' I roll my eyes as I hear him barking rather aggressive at me and shift my weight then from one food to the other, crossing one arm a little over my chest to support the arm that holds my phone,
'' Bad day? ''
'' Angel!No. Yes. I dunno! Hahahaha! '' He breaks out in his maniac giggling. I raise my eyebrow at that but shake it off with a smile,
'' Good to know! Uhm… listen, you can't maybe... come by and pick me up? ''
'' Huh? Where are ya? ''
'' At the paint shop in Dortmund... I have to go into another store but I can't really move, you know, too many buckets with colors…''
'' Wait, ya bought colors? ''
'' Yeah. And blankets and pillows and now I want to buy food. Where you thinking I simply talked? ''
'' Nah but I didn't expect it that soon. ''
'' My mom is gone for at least 5 days and I thought it's better to start now than to sit in my apartment and do nothing… If you can't come and pick me up... The nice salesman helped me dragging the buckets out, maybe I go ask him- ''
'' Be there in a few. '' With that the call ends and I smirk a little at myself, shaking my head with a silent chuckle,
It can be so easy to play him...
About 10 minutes later the Jeep I had to get in stops in front of me and the driver door opens. A rather tall man with blond hair, blue eyes and a very good muscle structure gets out and stands in front of me, he wears some blue jeans and a plain white shirt,
'' I'm here to pick you up, get in. '' He says and I abruptly I recognized the voice! I grin widely at him and nod,
'' You're the driver-clown from yesterday! It's nice to see you again! '' I say kindly and get in the car on the passenger seat. He only nods with his head a little, not looking at me much. He simply starts the car and begins to drive for a long time in silence before his eyes shift a little to me,
'' Thanks for yesterday. '' I look at him surprised and nod then,
'' No problem, to be honest I didn't think he would actually leave you alone just because I tell him to... -Could you stop in front of another store? I want to buy some food. You know food you really can eat. For you and not the flies.'' I say and at the word food I can hear his tummy growl loudly through what his grip on the wheel tightens. At my giggle his cheeks get a light shade of red and glance at him with a smile,
'' You know, I like you much more than the other guy. ''
'' Yeah I gotta admit I hate him too, everyone does. Stupid motherfucker's always acting like he's the Boss when The Joker's gone. He was talking about killing you a lot after the kidnapping but I guess that's over now that you got the Boss at yer side. Maybe ya could make him kill the bastard, would be the best. '' I look out of the window and frown a little,
'' I don't think I will do that. But maybe I can annoy him a little myself. '' I see him grin a moment on the thought of me standing in front of a tall, muscular grown up and screaming at him. I smirk a little and look then at the passing trees until we arrive in front of a shop where I can buy food. I get out without saying anything and crab a cart, shortly after I got into the store I realize that the man is following me around. After I put everything I think is good I turn to the man behind me.
'' Do you have some favorite food? ''
'' No. ''
'' Oh come one! Everyone has at least one favorite food. ''
'' No. '' He simply replies on what I pout at him a moment before smirking,
'' You're ly-ing~ ''
'' I'm not-''
'' Don't try it on me. I can see it when somebody lies to me. ''
'' Really now? No wonder the boss got a thing for you. Uhm, I like steak and some mushrooms. ''
'' Alright! See that wasn't so hard, was it? Any dessert? '' He only grumbles something what sounds like 'pudding'. I shrug my shoulders and put 4 different kind of pudding and some cakes into the cart so that it is now full. Mentally I thank my grandpa for giving me this much money. As we get back into the car again I bought enough for the week if not even enough for the whole month. And my money is gone now too…
I let Joker give me the money back, or at least some of it so that I don't get into trouble.. At least he can steal it without getting in trouble with his mom… I would get first tortured and then locked up for my whole life…
'' Somewhere else you have to go? ''
'' No I'm out of money. ''
'' All right let's get back then. '' He says and we begin to drive back to the hideout.
'' Oh before I forget it, what's your name? ''
'' Steve Jacobs. ''
'' Oh well, thank you for picking me up Steve, I'm Angeline. ''
'' The Boss ordered me to. ''
'' Ouch… So, why couldn't Joker come and pick me up? ''
'' He has something to do, I don't know what. ''
'' Is it possible that you feel the inner urge to lie to me or do you simply find it funny? ''
'' What do you mean? I'm not lying to- ''
'' Steve…! '' My voice lowers a bit and I look him straight in the eyes, making him shift under my glare,
'' He wants to get you a present! '' He blurts out after some time, making me blink and title my head,
'' What? ''
'' I don't know, all he told me is that he wants to get you something. I really don't know what. ''
'' Oh… okay. ''
'' Please don't tell him that I told you. ''
'' I won't, don't worry. ''
'' Thank you, he murmured something of business too but I couldn't understand it right because he kicked me out to pick you up. ''
Sure he wanted you to come by as fast as possible, he couldn't have me getting into the car of the guy from the color shop. Gee the man's strange... Steve gave in pretty fast, am I really that terrifying?
I smirk a little to myself and look then once more out of the window, watching the trees and cars coming up and leaving my sight again until we are at the hideout. I get out of the slight trance that built in my mind and leave the car but stop moving as I see every eye on me suddenly. Everyone stops in what he's doing to just look at me.
Ignore the people, they'll go away... eventually... Mostly not... Shit. Why are they even looking at me like that? Is it about my outfit? Does it look stupid? No, no that one looks great, so what is it? The fact that I get along with Joker?
I shake off the shudder on my skin on the many eyes on me and walk straight to the trunk where I begin to pack out the colors and the food. Steve comes around and grabs two buckets himself before getting them in already. As soon as the others see that I bought something, they slowly get closer and built up a small circle around me. I blink a little before straightening and looking at the stuff again,
'' That are only some new colors for the … house… Oh! And I bought food! '' I say and grab the bags with the food to hold them up. They exchange a few glances and look back at me. I grin a little as I see appetite in their eyes flickering a moment and hold the bags then away,
'' You want something of it? Then help me to get all these things inside. The colors get in the floor and the food in the kitchen. '' I say. The 11 men look strangely at me and once more exchange a glance at each other before looking back at me. I cross my eye and push my hip out a bit, looking at them challenging until they slowly move and grab each a bucket and a plastic bag with food so that in no time everything's inside, Steve looks amazed at me but he seems to know why everyone did what I said… I walk straight into the kitchen and look around with a scrunched up face.
Before I can put the food in the cabins and in the fridge, I have to clean them a bit. And get... the rotten stuff out of it...
With a sigh I grab a bucket, fill it with water and soap and get a washing cloth but before I can even start I'm once more being observed by the 11 men. I growl a little before throwing the cloth back into the bucket and looking at them with a glare,
'' Come on are you so desperate to look at me that you treat me like an animal in the zoo?! That's embarrassing! If you want to be near me so badly then some of you can help me clean and cook and the others can begin to paint the walls with me but I refuse to let you look at me all the time like I'm a ghost! '' Without waiting for anything to happen, let alone think that someone would actually move, I turn back around to look around, making a plan where to start-
'' Just cause you bitch sleep with him it ain't meanin' you can command me around. '' I stop in my moves and look at the guy that stabbed me yesterday. He leans against the door frame and has his arms crossed, in his eyes a death-glare which I coldly ignore. I narrow my eyes at him and walk a little closer, smirking at him in a mix of anger and teasing,
'' Listen up 'big boy' just because you got the hots for him you don't have to pretend like the jealous lover. You can be happy I saved your ass yesterday, I could have easily watched him kill you but I stepped in front of him while you were a trembling mess on the floor that was so short before crying! How about you now finally do something useful and shut the hell up, turn around and leave me alone! '' I close the distance between me and him a little, leaning up on my toes to glare directly into his eyes. I grin satisfied as he shudders and takes a step back, barely visible, on my cold voice and my fitting glare. I hear the others around me suppressing their laughs while others simply take in sharp breathes.
'' You little slut! I will- '' He takes a threatening step towards me but stops as I hold my phone up, not even looking at him, just making sure he sees it and the calling screen,
'' You see that? That is Joker's number is on the speed dial key, do you really want to risk attacking me only for getting ripped apart later? If so, be my guest and try your luck! '' I turn back around with a cruel smirk, enjoying the fear I see in his eyes on the thought of me calling Joker and telling him he attacked me. With a light chuckle I give him a half grin,
'' But to ease your jealousy a little, no, I don't sleep with him. '' With his eyes narrowed he storms off, calling a 'fucking slut' over his shoulder and because I really can't stop myself and walk to the door to call after him,
'' A nice day to you too! '' I giggle a little and turn then to the men who all grin at me. One of them comes towards me and holds up his hand for a high-five which I slap into with a laugh. One after the other they split up now so that soon 7 of them stay where they are and 4 join my side,
'' So I take that as you, '' I point to the men next to me,
'' Want to help me here while the rest of you will begin to paint the floor? '' Everyone nods and I clap happy in my hands, smiling widely at them,
'' Good! So I will show you in which color you have to paint the floor. You can begin to clean here, I bought enough cloths for everyone, just look into the 2nd bag there, I'll be back in a few minutes. '' I go with the others out to the floor and open the gray for the floor. They look over my shoulder and look then at me skeptical,
'' That's the color? '' He asks but I hear that he's slightly insecure what makes me smile friendly at him,
'' You don't have to look at me like I'll bite your head off… or I think what frightens you more, that I'll run to Joker for every word you say. I just did that with the guy there because he really was annoying me... and I found it kinda funny to threaten him with Joker...'' I begin to laugh to myself for what the others look at me with titled heads,
'' Oh and to the color, don't worry I'll draw and write a few things over the dark gray with this red. '' I kick against another bucket where the blood red is in and cross my arms with a proud smile. They look at me questioningly but I only tap against my nose,
'' Come on! This will be really cool! I'm a girl, I know what I'm doing, trust me! '' Still not completely convinced they look at the color another time but grab then each a brush and start to paint the wall. I watch them a moment before turning on my heels and getting back into the kitchen... only to find most of it destroyed...
'' What the hell have you done?! '' I say on what they hurriedly built a wall around the broken things but I only lift my hands at them and give them a 'What the fuck' expression while looking at the mess of broken glass that is mixed with dirty water. I face-palm and rub the same hand then over my face but soon shake my head while holding my hands up,
'' No problem, no problem… We can still clean that up…'' I say more to myself than to the apologizing-grinning man in front of me. I glide my hands through my hair and look around, observing every inch of the kitchen.
Okay… So these two are pretty tall so they can clean the cabins while the other two clean the floor and the table in this and the other room… I will do the glasses, the plates and everything that could break easily… It's not that I don't trust them with breakable things but… well I don't trust them with breakable things.
'' I got an idea... You two will do the cabins. You will do the floor and the table in this and the other room. I will do everything that could break easily, all right? Good. '' While everyone is busy with cleaning or painting I think about what I could possible cook today… As I'm done with the plates and the glasses I decide that I would make Steve's favorite food: Steak with mixed mushrooms and a brown sauce. And for the dessert chocolate pudding.
After half an hour we were done with cleaning through the whole hideout. The wall in the floor was painted and now the guys begin to paint the bedrooms. While the men in the kitchen are busy cutting the mushrooms in little pieces and the potatoes in thin slices, I get back into the living room. I look at the long table and put every chair on the right place before putting the now clean plates, glasses, knives and forks on it. With a little bit of proud in me I eye the room and get then back to the floor to look how dry the color by now is and if I can already put the red color over it...
It's almost fully dry. Good that I bought colors who dry extra fast, I can write the other stuff now over it. Oh but before that I have to make Jokers room!
Before getting to Steve I hurry into the kitchen and look how far the others are with dinner and if they need any help. As soon as I'm in the kitchen I see them almost done with slicing the mushrooms. I smile at the sight of all the normally so rough and brutal killers cooking nice dinner. It's always amazing to see people having so many kind nerves in them that are signed off as evil and insane.
'' That's pretty good until now. You can put the mushrooms in a pan and let them together with the sauce fry for maybe 30 minutes but you have to stir it every 5 minutes. For the taste you take these... a little coriander and a little bit- ''
'' What's coriander? ''
'' You don't know what... -never mind. Here... I mean these things. '' I take a few spices out of the cabins and hand them the men that stand around me. They sniff at each spice a few times and put it them with the other stuff into the large pans. I shake my head smiling as I leave the kitchen again, looking for Steve who I find 4 room away from Joker's. I knock at the door frame softly, making him look at me bewildered,
'' Steve, could you help me with something? ''
'' Sure. '' I go with him into Joker's room and just want to start telling him about how I want this room to be painted as I realize he stopped in front of the door and looks at me unsure while rubbing his neck a little awkwardly,
'' I don't think the Boss would like me getting into his room. ''
'' Nah I allowed you to. Come on, alone it's boring and will take much longer. If something happens I take the full responsibility. '' He looks at me smiling another moment before looking at the front door at the end of the corridor but steps then into the room. I clap into my hands happily and point around,
'' All right I thought of another color for his bedroom, but it's too big for me alone to be done before he gets back here… Could you help me? ''
'' Sure thing. What did you plan out? '' I get another bucket with dark purple -almost black color. To that I take another one with a dark green.
'' We paint that wall in the dark green, '' I begin and point at the wall on which the door is.
'' That one in the purple...'' I say pointing at the wall on the opposite.
'' And the other two we'll make in both colors but not half-half. More… mixed up you know? ''
'' You can start with the purple wall already, I will clean up the writing desk a little and clean the window, then I join you. '' Only with a nod Steve leans down to take a new brush and while he starts panting the wall purple I get over to the desk and begin to grab different papers. Some showing drawings of the Batman in different traps, some showing him dead, some showing something burning. I guess that are things he would like to happen so I grin to myself. He really is obsessed with the Batman. I already noticed that as I saw a video on YouTube some guy made as they fought. He flirts with the Batman where he can, even asks him out. I think that's kinda funny, I have a fable for gays! I don't even know why but every time I see a gay or lesbian couple on the streets I squeak and greet them. I think I'm nicer to them than to people I know or other people in general. On other papers I see different things written down. One list makes me stop a little and actually read it, on it a several names written down. Some names are crossed with a red pencil, some are still untouched and one, the name of some Frank Suzuki, is circled with red. It takes only a few seconds for me to figure that these must be the people Joker wants to kill here in Germany. There are still 11 names are left from 13 and that makes me narrow my eyes a little, does that mean he will leave again after he's done with the killing? I shake my head softly on that thought and place the papers neatly on one corner of the desk. After that I place his laptop in the middle and a lamp he has above it on the wooden piece. On one side of the desk I see a paper being secured with one of Joker's-
That's my knife! I totally forgot that thing! He could have given it back, time for visits he had but my knife he forgot, sure!
I pull the knife out of the desk and put it into my shoe. After that my eyes fall onto the paper that got secured with it and as I read my name I grab it to take a take a closer look at it...
' Name: Angeline Ebbing
Birthday: First of August 1998 (14)
Place of Residence: Essen, Germany.
Student of the Gymnasium in Essen, 10th grade. A-Grades in English, Biology, Literature and Chemicals. B-Grades in History and Russia. C-Grades in Music and Arts. F-Grades in Math, sports and Religion. Extra taken classes for English-literature. Practicum absolved in the Minors hospital and in the Police's-IT-rooms.
A rebellious student that likes to get into fights with teachers and students and hates listening to rules. Multiple visits at the principle, several hours detention and 2 critical parent-calls after attacking multiple students. Insulting teachers after small incidents like confiscating pencils or screaming at her.
Strong involvements in Peaceful Demos for Freedom in the medias, against corruption, for the protection of Animals and the Nature. Involved once in terrorizing acts against 3 people that were set onto free foot after torturing and murdering several animals. Attack onto a pharmacy that tested medications on animals.
Highly seen in the Comic and Gamer society. Angeline E. visits multiple Fan conventions the year.
Possible psychoses and the strong urge to protect Bonny Reinold and Lily Bachler. '
I grin a little to myself as I see all kinds of information about me written down on 4 pages that are tuckered together. What it looks like he really is interested in everything I'd ever done in my life while at the last page there's a picture of me that got made a few days ago after school as I laughed with Bonny and Lily about the fight I had with my teacher the past lesson, under each photo is our name written down. Bonny slapped the back of my head but we later laughed about that incident. I shake my head a little about that I never realize when he watches me, normally I always feel when someone watches me but not so with him. But I gotta admit that he really is good at getting information.
Like I said, he's a stalker…!
I first want to crumble it and toss it into the trash or burning it but then I think otherwise and place it next to his laptop. Next I get a bucket with water and soap and clean the window, the poor thing probably never saw water in its life before. As soon as I'm done with that, I get over to Steve and help him painting the room but on an accidental brush with his brush on my back I paint his face green through what we somehow end up in a color fight until both of us are covered in green and purple. Luckily we managed to only cover us in the colors instead of the room. Good, the wall got hit here and there but it at least now has a very interesting muster! We are done after maybe 20 minutes and make our way back to the others who wait on the floor for me to tell them what happens next. The guys in the kitchen made an excellent job, the food is almost ready. It needs another 30 minutes then everyone can eat and from how it looks like it is totally eatable.
'' That's not so bad after all. '' One of the guys says as he sees me walking up to them and the others nod in agreement while looking around,
'' Yeah it's much more comfortable now. '' Another one with black hair and dark eyes says. The guy I pissed off isn't back yet, at least I don't see him anywhere around. Not that I would mind much, maybe he got run over by a car or got shot. Maybe Joker got him and now is torturing him somewhere. I don't even know why I stopped Joker from killing him, maybe I should just have stood up for Steve. I think it was through the lost of blood and the pain that filled my mind. It will not happen again, that's for sure.
'' I'm glad you like it. Would be bad for you if you don't, I wouldn't have bought new colors! Hey, do you have any CD Player or a Radio here? A loudspeaker would be enough. ''
'' Uhm… yes I believe we have something like that around here somewhere, do you know where we put the thing? ''
'' No idea man. ''
'' I think I put it into yer room. ''
'' I'll go get it. '' I watch one of the guys, one with a dark skin color and just as dark hair, disappearing in a room and coming back with a old Ghetto-blaster. I whistle impressed and connect the thing with my phone. Soon the area is filled with AC/DC's Back in Black what makes the others look at me,
'' You like classics? ''
'' Obviously. I don't know I'm not the type of, ugh, Justin Bieber or Katy Perry, even if I liked Katy Perry until I got, like, 11. I do listen to Nickelback and Muse some times but I'm more into AC/DC, Gun's 'n Roses, Skillet, Eminem and 50 Cent. Rap, Metal and Sex-Songs you know? '' I smirk at them as a few of them whistle and turn on my heels, grabbing a brush to write a big sentence right on the wall.
Keep Calm and FUCK OFF!
There's no GOOD or EVIL, there are just MORALS and those who are too scared to break them.
Around that I draw a few knifes, pistols and playing cards like the one he gave me in the bus. I think I managed to draw this really good, normally I'm really shitty at drawing,
'' I'm, startin' to get why the Boss got the hots for you. You're one hell of a girl! ''
'' Thank you. '' I say and smile amused at him and put the brush back into the color as the song ends and starts to play again. I obviously left the repeating-mode in so I switch it off and turn around,
'' Any wishes? ''
'' What you got? '' I hold my phone up over my head, waiting for anyone to come pick it up. Soon it's being taken out of my hand and I see the guys looking at it until suddenly there's Eminem's Lose Yourself starting to play.
'' Good choice. ''
'' Good collection. '' With a grin we get back to the wall and grab each a brush, looking at me, waiting for me to tell them what to do.
'' Ok now we just have to write a few sentences around it! '' I say with a happy flickering in my eyes, making the men around me chuckle a little. Soon multiple sentences are written over the wall, some making somehow sense... others not but they at least are funny.
ONLY THE INSANE SURVIVE!
HAHA! STEVE! JACKOB! MASON! ANTHONY! LIAM! DANIEL! MATTEHW! JAMES! DAVID! LOGAN! ANDREW! RIDICULOUS! BLOODY SHIT! FUCK! BASTARD! MARSHMALLOW! CUPCAKES! STRWABERRIES! CHOCOLATE! BLAH!
'' Hey, every one of us wrote his name on the wall, you should do that too! You're part of the team now right? '' Steve says and before I'm able to protest I'm being lifted onto his shoulders so that I can write my name over the sentence I wrote first. I squeaked a little as he lifted me up what made the others laugh but to my defense, I wasn't prepared for that. Especially as I realize that I'm not even reacting strangely to the body-contact, not to mention that he simply lifted me like I'm a feather. I poke his head, showing him I want down and right as I get on the floor P.I.P.M.P from 50 Cent begins to play and I grin widely,
'' Hey I learned the choreography from that one! '' I shoo the guys a little away from me with my hands so that I got space and start doing the dance I once made up to that song. Around me the guys begin to whistle and give a few loud 'woo!' as I close my eyes, making the a little more complicated once to the middle of the song. I once was really bored at home and thought, hey! Why not learning to dance to that song? Took me 2 weeks to figure something good out. I put a few moves from 50 Cent, Eminem, Drake and Snoop Dogg into it.
'' ...That I'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P! '' I grin to myself as they say the chorus around me. As the song ends I get down on my shoulders and stretch my legs away from me, supporting myself with my hand and arm a little.
Just as I get out of the car I abruptly hear the music coming from the inside of the hideout. I title my head a moment and get then slowly past the trunk where the presents I got Angel are still waiting into the house. When I open the door I'm not met with my old, slightly broken and wet hideout, but with a completely renovated one that has new colors and stuff. I guess even the carpet got washed. I only stop looking as I see that there are actual words written messily along the wall that is now in a dark gray. I look over to the others who are whistling and wooing at something while moving little around to the music. I title my head on that until one of the guys steps aside and I see Angel dancing around inside the circle, looking more like a pro than a from time to time dancer.
'' ...That I'm a motherfucking P.I.M.P! '' I lean onto the wall and watch them amusing themselves until the song ends and Angel does a move I once saw a street dancer in Gotham doing before jumping back to her feet, bowing laughing as the men around her begin to clap and whistle while another song starts playing. My eyes move a moment to look for the cause of the music to find a Ghetto Blaster standing on the ground, Angel's phone connected to it.
So she's not only got a fable for AC/DC but for Rap? That girl is even better than I thought!
I slowly lift my hands and clap loudly, making everyone turn to me and looking at me. Angel and Steve are full with green and purple color but that seems halfway dried already. I smirk at Angel, seeing her cheeks getting a small shade of red but smiling back at me almost adorably. Slowly a few guys move into the kitchen while the others look at Angel,
'' We done here? ''
'' I would say so. I think it looks good. ''
'' We'll get the buckets out then. ''
'' Thanks. '' She smiles at them while they slowly grab each a few buckets, some out of their rooms too and get past me, looking down a little while I look after them a moment, confused I gotta admit.
'' What do you say? '' I turn to see Angel now close to me, looking at me satisfied with herself. I smirk at her and nod my head,
'' It's not like, uh, before, I like it! Ya did one good job 'ere. ''
'' Really!? '' She asks and the fire in her eyes changes into an excited sparkle. Obviously she wasn't expecting that. Or she isn't used to praises.
'' Yeah, I- '' I get interrupted by her hand gripping mine and a moment later I get dragged along the floor,
'' Then I need to show you something else! '' And then we go into my office…. The walls are different, the room is completely clean, the window got cleaned too and even on the bed is a blanket and a pillow. I walk around the room and observe every little detail. She stays in the doorway, looking at me and as I move in her direction she looks slightly uncertain with the situation, her hand grabbing her arm a little. I pull her inside the room and close the door with my foot. Before she can say anything I throw her over my shoulder and carry her over to my desk, placing her on the, now too cleaned, wooden piece while I sit down in my chair,
'' How long was this takin' ya? ''
'' A few hours. They all really helped a lot. ''
'' And why exactly were they helpin' ya? What did ya do to 'em? ''
'' I didn't do anything! Well... I kinda barked at them that if they want to have any of the food they have to carry the bags in so they did. Later they were watching me like I'm some poor animal behind bars -Zoos by the way make animals depressive- and I got angry and said that, if they so desperately want to look at me they can help me getting the place clean, painting the rooms and cooking. 4 helped me in the kitchen and the others painted the rooms. Then I and Steve painted your room and after that we all wrote useless words and our names on it. Then P.I.P.M.P started and I danced… You know the rest. ''
'' Wait, who was in 'ere? '' I ask, my voice getting a growling sound and deepening, making her smile at me amused,
'' I really had to force him in here. I said you don't hurt him if I tell you I allowed him to get in here, would be nice of you to keep his skin like it is. He's really nice you know? You know him, he picked me up and was the driver-Clown. But the nice one of them, the other one I pissed off and since then he's gone. ''
'' I know that I know 'im. He's workin' for me already a few years. What'cha done to the bastard? ''
'' Aw... you know... I said a few things to anger him and I... kinda threatened him with you. It was fun though, I lifted my phone as he wanted to get to me and said I got your number on speed-dial and that, if he really wants to risk it getting skinned, he may try hurting me. It was really funny using you as a threat! You should have seen his face! Steve anyway said he acts like he's the Boss when you're gone but I refused to ask you to maybe kill him so I said I take him down myself. The guy really is a prick! '' She smiles proudly at me but I lean back now, glaring a little through her. She probably wasn't even realizing it but what she said just confirmed me in my thought that this little fucker won't sleep very good for the coming few years.
Another step over the boundaries and the cops need to search for his fucking organs inside the river! Lil' Bastard can be happy I'm in a good mood and he didn't lay one fucking finger on her!
'' Acting like he's the Boss? '' Her face suddenly falls and she claps her hands over her mouth, realizing that she just wrote down his death sentence,
'' Was I saying that? Oh... Uhm... Sooo… where have you been? '' She asks and moves forward and backwards, avoiding my eyes. I lean back a little farther and smirk at her,
'' He, uh, told ya? Steve I mean. ''
'' What?! No he didn't! Really I- ''
'' Angel-l…! ''
'' Better question, why do you have papers with my whole life story written down on them?! ''
'' How do ya think I, uh, found out where ya live? And don't change the subject! ''
'' I'm not changing it, I'm deciding to ignore the other one. You're a stalker you know that? '' She says and crosses her arms with a stubborn look and her bottom lip pushed out. I grab it and pull her down on it a little,
'' Ya can be happy I'm in a good mood. Normally I don't like people that talk to me like you do. Now swing yer cute ass off ma desk and come with me princess. '' I get up and walk out of the room, hearing her follow shortly after me before getting to my side.
'' What are we doing here? -And please, the next time you pull something like this, wash your hands before. What's that even? Dirt, blood, gunpowder... and... Ew! Is that flesh?! ''
'' How do ya know what human flesh tastes like? '' I grin at her teasing but she just smirks cooly at me,
'' If you really want to know, I had contact to a cannibal in the USA until about half a year ago. I was to that time kinda obsessed with Hannibal Lecter so I wanted to know more bout Cannibalism. And I once bit into some guy's throat. ''
'' Where the hell did ya find a Cannibal? ''
'' Google. ''
'' 'kay... that's strange Angel, even for me. Anyways darlin' ya know that I got ya somethin'. And they're still in the trunk. ''
'' No I don't- wait, they? Like in more of... whatever? '' I open the trunk and see her face changing multiple emotions in only a few seconds until she ends up with her jaw hitting the floor and her eyes wide but full of excitement. Her hand suddenly grabs my arm and digs her nails into it, her other hand waving rushing in front of her mouth to suppress the squeak which comes a few seconds later, her eyes never leaving the 2 small Hyenas in the trunk, waking up slowly. As soon as they see her properly they start growling at her, trying to bit her. She titles her head amused a moment before leaning down, her eyes flashing dangerously,
'' Sit! '' She says in a hissing whisper that makes them sitting down abruptly, being suddenly perfectly silent. She leans back up with a smile and holds her hand out, letting the to the trunk chained animals sniffle at her hand. I look from the 2 meant-to-be-dangerous beats to her and back a few times, rising an eyebrow,
'' Yer good. '' I say and whistle through what she smiles at me a moment before sitting down right in front of them,
'' I've always had a better wire to animals than to people. '' She says and begins to cuddle them with a wide smile, here and then releasing them to grab around their mouths, shaking them playfully but releasing them soon again,
'' Who are the cutest little babies? Yes that's you! Yes you! '' I laugh loudly as I see her talking and looking at them like others look at kids. The two Hyenas shake their tails happily and try to get more in her direction but the dog leashes and collars hold them back. With a criticizing look at them, Angel takes the collars away and a moment later they jump on her and lick through her face, making her laugh in an sound I never really heard her laugh before. It's somehow more... younger, happier. It suits her.
'' Hahahaha let-let go of- Hahahaha come on, get off me...! '' I turn slightly as I see the others getting out on her laughing and looking at her playing with the 2 baby hyenas. To say I'm shocked as I see them grinning widely would be an understatement. I actually wasn't thinking they actually like the Teenager around them. Not that I would have cared, I would probably even have hurt them really, really badly if they would dare coming to me and saying they want her gone but to see they like her is... unexpected.
'' They're so cut! But where the hell did you get two so young Hyenas? '' She asks, now hugging them as they keep on licking her face like they already knew her a lifetime. I shrug my shoulders with a chuckle,
'' I got ma, uhm, contacts. '' She smiles big at me before looking around, grabbing a stick and throwing it. Abruptly, like little dogs, the small beasts are after the stick, making her giggle before getting over to them. I look at her another moment but shrug then my shoulders, realizing that I officially became not interesting enough now and leave. On my way I pass Steve and mention him with my finger to follow me and a look that shows that I want to be done with it quickly. He can now tell me very precisely what this little fucker does when I'm gone and what happened exactly between him and my Angel. I see the others swallowing hard as Steve follows me with lowered head, probably thinking he did something wrong...
Only half an hour after I kicked Steve out angrily after he told me the bastard not only stabbed her and acts like he's the fucking boss here but he insulted her like she was here only for my sexual entertainment! Like she would ever be slut enough to sleep with me right after a few days, therefor she's too interesting, too rebellious. I look up as the door opens without any knock and Angel gets in, a tablet in her hand and a small smile on her face, her cheeks red like she was laughing hard. She waits until the 2 Hyenas are in and kicks then the door close. As she looks at me her small smile widens and she holds the tablet up,
'' Here, I was pretty sure you don't like eating with the others so I thought I get this here. They really did the cooking good. I tried everything except the meat and the sauce because the sauce got into contact with the meat. But I sniffed on it and I think they did it fine. '' She walks around my desk and places the tablet right in front of me, as she wants to hop onto the desk I stop her by grabbing her and making her seat on my lap. For a moment she tries to struggle but soon stops with a sigh and crossed her right leg over the left, placing a hand against my chest,
'' Ya should've told me. ''
'' What? ''
'' What the bastard said to ya. ''
'' Oh that. Nah, not the 1st time someone calls me names that don't fit me at all. You know, for being a slut I would need Sex with many men, through I'm a virgin this isn't fitting so I had no reason to feel insulted by it. I don't react on stupid comments from people that have an IQ that's lower than the temperature outside while winter... in the Arctic. ''
'' Still, I'll skin him. '' She shrugs her shoulders in a careless way,
'' Be my guest. ''
'' Suddenly? ''
'' Just cause it doesn't interest me what he says it doesn't mean I like him. Right now I don't care about what happens to him at all. What really angered me was that he obviously thinks cheap enough of me that I would sleep with someone I barely know and use that for my own profit. For threaten others with you I don't need to sleep with you. ''
'' Really? Sad! How bout both? '' She looks at me a moment and blinks multiple times before getting closer with her face,
'' Peeeedo! '' I chuckle loudly, suppressing the urge to tell her that she can't really call me that through therefore she would have to be under 13, not over it. But it's kinda adorable so I let her simply keep that up. It's not like it would really bother me to be honest. I wouldn't touch a child of course, no, not my style. That's boring and to that totally unattractive. But her? Jesus for her being under me and most of all wanting under me I would jump into a pot of acid!
'' The Hyenas are so cute! Do you keep them? ''
'' Well… actually they're, hehe, they're yours. ''
'' What? '' She asks, blinking confused at me.
'' Thought it would keep ya busy for the 5 days yer here- ''
'' Wait, wait, wait! 5 Days? You think I stay here for 5 days? ''
'' Well yer, uh, mother is gone right? Why should ya hang around somewhere when ya can have much more, hehe, fun here? '' She seems to think over it a moment but shakes then her head,
'' But I don't have anything to sleep in or a toothbrush or clothes for the day. Nothing. And I can't just leave my animals alone. What about my dogs and my rats? They need new food and company and- ''
'' Ya sure ya can't let 'em to themselves for a few days? ''
'' Well, I could now explain it rationally to you like the animal-protector I am but through I don't think this would use anything let me explain it like this: No. ''
'' That was very much of an explanation Angel. ''
'' Well, how would you react if you're 5 days without food, water, company and toilet? ''
'' Like I always do when I'm in Arkham. ''
'' See, that's why I simply said no. ''
'' Ah, well... c'mon, we get yer beasts and some cloths for ya if that's so important. '' She looks at me confused but gets the off my lap to watch me leaving through the door. After a few moments I hear her following me slowly, the Hyenas obviously behind her. I practically feel her eyes on me. She silently lets the Hyenas into the trunk and gets then in on the driver's seat while I start the car. Almost the whole drive she remains silent but she soon looks at me,
'' And what when the hyenas and my doggies don't like each other? ''
'' Angel, the hideout is a big place. Ya can put the Dogs in, uh, one room and the Hyenas in the other one. Besides ya don't, uh, know whether they like each other or not. '' I see her glance wandering with worry to the 2 animals in the trunk on what I sigh, not getting what's her problem if they kill each other. They're only animals.
'' I hope they like each other…'' She whispers softly while sliding deeper into the seat, looking out of the window. 15 minutes and we get to her home and get out the car and upstairs into her home after we looked that nobody sees me. As soon as we get inside her dogs greet her happily. She kneels down a moment and cuddle both of them before leaving them with me. The 2 beasts growl suddenly at me,
'' Sweeties, Sit! '' Her voice calls out of her room but nevertheless, her dogs stop abruptly in their growling and sit down in front of me, tail flickering they look at me like I should cuddle them like Angel. I look at them for a long moment,
'' No. '' I walk past them and get to Angel where I see her jumping up and down trying to fetch a suitcase off her wardrobe. The wardrobe looks very stable, it's black and has a mirror in it's front that has a red shadow over it. I see her jumping a few more times before she suddenly stops, takes a few steps back, runs towards the wardrobe and jumps onto it, climbing up. As soon as she sits she breathes out heavily,
'' Enough sports for the next few months is it then... Jesus that wasn't easy...''
'' Ya realize ya could have asked me to get that down? '' I ask with one eyebrow raised while pointing up to her. Her face falls and she looks around up there a little,
'' I... wasn't thinking about that... You could help me down though. I think I'm stuck here. '' I see her throwing the suitcase down before holding her arms out towards me,
'' Nah I think I like ya pretty much up there. ''
'' Fine then watch me jump into my death. '' Like she said she turns her back to the edge and lets her body then fall. Without really realizing it I rush to her and catch her before she would hit the ground. She opens her eyes and grins at me, no sign of regret in her eyes what only makes me angrier!
'' Are ya crazy ya bloody witch! ''
'' I was pretty sure you would catch me. See it as some kind of faith-test you get in school. Even if you wouldn't have caught me, I do this quit often when I'm bored, I know how to survive it. '' She jumps off my arms and starts throwing some clothes and a toothbrush in it. After that she wraps collars around her dogs throats loosely. While I take the rats and the cage, she takes her bag and the dogs which are by now at a dog leash. Silently I wonder why I'm doing this shit. Taking animals in like I'm a fucking shelter just so that the girl stays at my place. I really should over think the 'I don't kill Angel' thing I set into my mind. This girl isn't doing any good with me, she's just making me weaker. And I'm not fucking weak! It's better if I kill her now, take my time and enjoy it and then it's over with her. That I should do, I will just get to her, bound and gag her and let her su-
'' Are you sure it's fine if we take them? I mean isn't this a problem for you...? I don't need to stay at your place, I can simply get there here and then and leave again...'' She looks at me worried and suspicious, not buying it that I really mean it. And that thoughtful look is enough to make me sigh,
'' Nah it's all fine. Only 5 days so I don't care. '' We go back to the car put everything carefully in it and go with the dogs and the hyenas down to her garage that is in a corner and barely to see. Slowly Angel releases the dogs and lets the Hyenas and them meet up...
'' See, told ya they would get along. '' I say as the 4 animals begin to play happily with each other, the 2 dogs seeming almost protecting of the smaller animals. Angel smiles released and happy at me and nods,
'' Yeah you were right… I'm glad...'' I look at her and suddenly realize something,
She didn't take her pills with her… Did she leave them in her room on purpose or was she simply forgetting them? Well I surely won't remember her on these things. Just as bad as drugs if ya don't watch which ya take. Not that I really think she would need them. She's not looking any kind of depressed.
I shrug my shoulders and we slowly make our way back to the hideout where Angel shows around the dogs after hurriedly putting the suitcase into our room. I watch her getting into the living room where she introduces them to the others who sound not pissed at all.
Ok this minx isn't only having a bad influence on me, that's good to know.
While the others are busy with each other, I get in the cage with the rats and place them somewhere in the room far away from the bed. I don't want them to bite anything and most of all not me. Geez I hate animals. I never liked them. I don't even remember why. It takes Angel a few minutes but she soon comes in and waits for the dogs and the Hyenas to get in before closing the door and smiling at me. She walks over to me to the bed where I'm currently sitting and lowers next to me,
'' Thank you...'' She whispers softly before kissing my cheek but getting directly up again to open the cage of her rats. They soon crawl out and look around curious while one of Angel's dogs, a brown-white-black one and most likely a girl gets to me again and begs for attention.
'' Told ya: No. '' The dog lowers her ears and places her head on my leg, looking up at me with round eyes and a small whine.
'' No. '' I look at Angel who watches me amused with her head titled and her hands playing with the rats. Another whine from the dog makes me look down at her, by now she flickers her tail a little, making me snort,
'' Go away! ''
'' Her name's BabyDoll, You know, like the girl from the movie Sucker Punch. -Come on BabyDoll, get off him he's a meanie. ''
'' Ya gotta be kidding me. ''
'' No. His name is Hannibal. From Hannibal Lecter. I name my animals after movie characters I like. ''
'' Yer rats? ''
'' Amu from Shugo Chara, that was like one of the 1st Animes I started watching after I took a long pause from them. Ruki is from Digimon, a show I love with all my heart since I'm like... 4 years old. And Sakura from Card Captor Sakura. The 1st Anime I watched as a child and I still adore it. ''
'' And people call me crazy... Aren't ya scared they gonna eat them? -I said no! Fuck off! '' After the dog whines a bit longer I give a frustrated growl but pat the beasts' head a little, making it flick its tail happily.
'' No, not really. They all can defend themselves pretty fine from attackers. -BabyDoll, better get off him, he's like the Grumpy-Cat from YouTube. '' My mouth claps open on that but I watch her getting into the bathroom after she grabbed her toothbrush and some cloths and soon the door's closed. I look at the bunch of animals that's now housing here and ruffle my hair, mentally beating myself up for not shooting her right as I started to realize she's interesting...
I don't think I get rid of the beasts as long as Angel's here. Gee why does my mind starts devolving feelings for a brat that has an animal fetish? Truth be told, I really like her. That's what's bugging me the most here. I don't really want to like anyone. I got over these kind of human feelings long ago and I thought that this would be impossible by now. But that girl's really making it hard for me. No one can say she's an ugly one. And Jesus, for someone that's not even 15 yet she sure has some curves she really should show more openly. I would so definitely want her to wear a few things you can get in Gotham in the strip clubs from Sionis. But not touching would be a lot harder then... Well, she's not showing off very much anyway so-
My thoughts freeze in my head as the bathroom door opens and Angel comes out in some black and red checkered boxers and a black top that ends shortly over her belly button, hugging her body rather tightly. Her hair is a little messier than normal through the changing stuff so she sliders her fingers through it what lifts the top a little higher, showing her marvelous almost white skin. Her eyes look almost different without the black circling them, I see them being a little lighter now, giving them an almost green shimmer as the light crosses them. My jaw drops a little as she turns to her rats to shoo them into the cage, bending forwards to close it...
'' Thanks that I could change in there -huh? Something wrong? '' She turns to me surprised as she hears the dull thunk echoing through the room after I let my head hit the desk,
Karma's a bitch... A really damn fucked up bitch...
'' Nothin...''
I know I wasn't the nicest person-thingy but this is really fucking unfair!
'' Oookay... I would ask but I'm sure I would regret it. Where do I sleep? ''
'' There…'' I say and point at my bed before leaning my head up again. In not even a second her cheeks become a dark shade of red and she crosses her arms stubbornly,
'' I will not sleep with you in such a small bed! ''
'' Shy? ''
'' Of course not! ''
'' Good, then I see no point of not sleeping in there. ''
'' But- ''
'' Well ya can go to one of my men too if yer likin' that more. ''
'' Oh really? This would be fine? ''
'' Course it would. Why shouldn't it? ''
'' Steve! ~ '' She calls in a high pitched sing sang voice while turning to the door. I know Steve would be the last person that would do anything to her... but fuck it, this isn't fair!
'' Get yer ass into the bed there princess. '' With a smirk she walks to the bed and gets in before placing the blanket over her and facing the dogs and hyenas that settled in front of the cage. After some time, in which I thought she would already be sleeping, she suddenly sits up and looks at me strangely,
'' Don't you... want to sleep too? ''
'' If ya want me to join, all ya need to do is ask. ''
'' Don't flatter yourself, it was merely a question. ''
'' I can calm ya, got work to do. ''
'' Work or playing games? '' I look up at her to find her grinning amused, how the hell does she know that?
'' Angel I'm getting' in there...'' Her face falls and she turns to the wall in a rush,
'' Good night! ''
At about 3 in the morning I look up from my Laptop again. How it sounds no one is awake anymore and except for a few sounds from the sleeping animals you can hear nothing. Angel breathes completely soundless what makes me look a moment if she's breathing at all. I feel my eyes slowly refusing to stay open much longer, even I need some sleep. I got used to sleep only as long as I can, mostly 3-4 hours the day, some times only about 2. It depends on how safe I am. Right now I guess I'm so tired because I don't have the feeling anyone would look into the house here. Angel said while the car drive away from here the 1st time that the forest is under protection from Green Peace because some birds live here so only few get in here after she beat up a guy that tried to shoot said bird. She got away because the guy luckily was someone that already was put into charge once and she said he attacked her. I really had to laugh on that, this girl can scare away everything. I look at the sleeping teenager a moment and can't help but realize how innocent she looks when she's asleep, her closed eyes moving here and then and her lips tremble a little. Her body is curled up to a ball, one hand curled to a loose fist right in front of her face and the other one hangs loosely down the bed through she's close to the edge. That sight almost makes me regret doing what I do right now instead of keeping that innocence up for some longer. I slowly slip in behind her and can't help but smell her body scent, feel how it fills my senses. I feel the sudden urge to lick over her skin to find out if it tastes just as good but I keep myself from that.
This isn't good is it?
Her eyes flutter slightly and for a moment I think she wakes up as I give in to the urge and pull her closer after a few minutes, pressing her closely to my chest and burying my nose in her neck, taking in her smell. But instead of waking up she simply moves her head to place it on my arm, the hand that was hanging over the edge now softly grabbing my arm. I feel my lips twitching a little, almost curling into a small smile but I stop myself as I realize that.
No, this ain't fuckin' good at all...
Oooooh! Joker's getting cheeky! Sweet, ain't it? And I somehow loved the idea of his guys loving her! What do you say?
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