I just noticed I haven't said the ownership thing. OOPS.
I don't own misfits. Because if I did, I wouldn't torture fans into waiting a whole year.
Simon paced through the living room as he tried calling the others. He dialed Alishas' phonenumber now, desperately hoping she would answer and tell him she was coming back to the house. How could she act so stupid? Hadn't he just told her he needed her to stay save? The music was coming from his bedroom and as he walked over to the open door, his brain had already figured it out.
She had left her phone on his nightstand. Every kind of scenario started playing in his head, all of them ending bad. This could not be happening on the same night a beautiful girl he liked had told him she cared.
She cared for him.
It was as if he was in a dream and this was all going to be over once he opened his eyes and found himself in the spare bedroom, Alisha silently breathing a few doors down the hall. But he knew that this wasn't a dream, the fear burning a hole in his stomach proved it. He dialed Nathan now, and finally got an answer. "This better be good Barry." Simon closed his eyes as he tried to assemble the little pieces of information he needed to give to show how urgent this all was. He explained Alishas' departure and was now rambling on about her wanting to touch him. "She wanted to show me she cared. Now she's gone. She's gone and I need to find her. Where is the guy who started this? We need to go and find her there." Nathan shushed him on the other side of the phone. "Maybe she's just out to get something. Did you freak her out? Did she find you sniffing her panties? I knew I was right about you!" Nathans' chuckle made Simon furious. "I'm not joking." Simon hissed through his teeth. He was running out of time, he needed to go and find her. But where?
The guy approached slowly and Alishas' heart started racing. 'For Simon. I need to be able to touch Simon.' She kept thinking to herself. It didn't matter how much it would hurt. This was how she would finally be with him again, touch him, kiss him. So whatever price she had to pay, she would without hesitating. The smell of alcohol was invading her nostrils. "Well well. Come to give me the rest doll?" He was almost too close to her again. She took a deep breath to keep calm. The two other men gathered around the two of them. She just hoped she'd get away fast enough and didn't get touched in the time it took her to run away. 'For Simon.' She whispered.
Simon had enough of this. Nathan, Curtis and Kelly were in the house again, but they didn't believe him. "Alisha and you? Come on Simon." Curtis laughed. "There's no way." Simon clenched his jaw. "It doesn't matter if it's true, which it is, we still have to find her and bring her back safe." Kelly shook her head. "I'm going home. She's probably out and coming back soon. She wouldn't leave her phone if she wasn't coming back quickly." Nathan nodded in agreement. "Besides, there's no way it's true you're getting a girl that hot while I'm still around." Something shifted within Simon. She had told him she cared, therefor it was true. He knew how he felt, therefor what they could have is true. And Alisha going missing in the middle of the night, almost frightening him to death because he felt something was wrong was true too. He took his vest and pushed Kelly and Nathan away. It was true and he was going to prove the others wrong.
Simon felt like he had been walking forever when he finally ran into a familiar face. It was two of the five guys who had attacked them. He didn't go invisible, but zipped up his black hoody and kept in the shadows, listening to their conversation. "What's he going to do with her?" asked one. "He said nothing until he finished up taking her power, seems to be harder than it looks." The other answered. Simons' heart pounded adrenaline through his whole body, he couldn't control the need to kick them to a pulp anymore. As fast as he could, he stepped out of the shadows and punched the one closest to him in the face, making the guy fall down. The other was surprised but quickly regained himself and grabbed Simons' arm. With a rage Simon couldn't quite place at first, he pushed away the hand on his arms and kicked the guy in the stomach. "Where is he?" He shouted. He grabbed the first one he had punched, picked him up and threw him against the wall without loosing grip of the guys' sweater. "Where?" The guy mumbled something and Simon pushed him off. He started running as fast as he could, hoping he was in time to stop anything from happening to Alisha.
The burning was back and it felt more painful than the last time she had felt it. As she sat on the chair, she concentrated on keeping awake. She needed to start running the second this was over, although she didn't know how she would succeed with her ankle this burned. One last jolt of pain shot up her leg and then it was over. She felt weak as he let go of her leg and walked around her chair. She forced herself to open her eyes and saw how hurt the guy looked himself. How could it hurt him as well as her? He gained strength more quickly then her though. "Time to put it to the test I think." Alisha fell to the floor as she tried to stand. No, she needed to get up. She pushed herself up on her elbows and pushed her curls away. Up! She bit her lip as she pulled herself up with the chair. Now on her knees, she concentrated on getting on her feet. "Oh perfect, you're already in position." The guy laughed. He looked around to his companions who both agreed that he was, in fact, hilarious. "Wanker." Alisha spit out. The guy snapped around to look at her. "What was that doll? Like to wank me was that it?" He moved closer and Alisha was gathering all strength she had to just stand up. She knew however, that even standing up wouldn't make a difference for running was out of the question. She sighed at the hopelessness of her situation. Why on earth did this ever seem like a decent idea?
He saw the other men before he finally caught the sight of Alisha. She was on her knees, trying hard to pull herself up from the flour, seaking help from a chair. His heart leaped as he noticed they hadn't abused her. Yet. He clenched his teeth as he took in his surroundings. No blunt objects sadly, but the good part was that there were only 3 of them present and he had the element of surprise.
He was the one being surprised however, when he saw Alisha rising from her knees, visibly hurting but biting through the pain to show them she wouldn't give up easily. Simon smiled at her strength. He hoped she would never lose that. The guy did not seem intimidated at all though, and stepped closer to Alisha once more, reaching out to touch her face. Alisha took a small step back but he gripped her hair tightly and pulled her face towards his. Their faces were now inches away from each other, and something inside Simon snapped.
She saw something in the corner of her eye, a dark shape of a man coming near. She felt the breath of the scum against her skin and she wanted to vomit. The second he leaned in, this would all be over. The shape approached fast, now clearly running towards the gathering. "Are you ready doll?" The bastard whispered. Alisha turned her head to the left to avoid contact. She wanted to stall this torture. That's when she heard the noise of two skulls being banged together.
He jerked back the two companions by their hair and banged their heads together, just in time. The leader of the gang turned around and at the sight of his two friends on the floor, let go of Alisha. She fell to the floor the instant he had let go of her hair. "You son of a bitch!" The guy screamed, crossing the space between him and Simon. After that it all went too fast for Alisha to see details. Simon with a hoody? Was she dreaming of futureSimon? He slammed the guys' face into the chair she had been sitting on, stepped over the body of the three men and rushed to her side. "Are you okay?" He asked. She couldn't tell if this was real, although from the pain she felt waving from her ankle this couldn't be too far from reality. She felt two strong arms grabbing her from the ground and lifting her up. "I'm taking you home." She nodded and smiled at the security of his chest. It wasn't long before she fell asleep in his arms.
Okay. This could be done. But I don't want it to be... (lol) So I'm planning on writing if you would still like me to.
Let me know, otherwise I'll just start on a new idea for the whole "3 months" between 2x06 and 2x07.
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