A/N: I'm so sorry for the insanely long wait. Forgive me? I hope so and I hope you enjoy this final chapter. ^^


Childhood

Chapter Eleven: Villain

Ok, so you know how you fuck up on something then you try to fix it, but it makes it worse then you try to fix it again, and it makes it worse...worse? Then after it's gotten as bad as it can get you just say fuck it and go play World Of Warcraft? Well as I paced up and down the dock that's all I wanted to fucking do. And the really jacked up part is that I couldn't! Not only because I currently didn't have a WOW account but also because if I even risked going home, Hit-Girl would hunt me down and choke me for bailing on our "date".

"I got sick? No. Um..." I managed to dig my hand through the wig to scratch my head. My feet stopping as I did, ending their hour-long pace I had put them through. How I handled walking for so long in those God-forsaken boots, I'll never know.

"...Heh." I gave a laugh that I can't even really consider to be a laugh. It was more of a pathetic snort that screamed "I'm so far into the cave of screwed that I found the Bat Mobile". Yes, it was that deep and more importantly were the reasons as to why I was coming up with retarded analogies.

For one thing (that relates to my questioning of fucking things up) I had fucked this childhood crap up so badly there was really no point in trying to salvage it anymore. I hadn't taught Mindy anything useful despite that not being my actual reason for doing any of it. I wanted to give her fun memories that she could look back on one day and not just think of her dad looking like an over-cooked lasagna. But because of all the shit I pulled, she wouldn't have that.

Another reason for me being worried the Bat Mobile alarm would go off at any moment goes right back to my dear ol' dad. And even I'll admit I was tired of hearing myself bitch about him...But as of now what else could I fucking do? He started this bullshit, I made it worse, and even after I screwed up a little girl, I knew he still wasn't proud of me! Fuck.

I let out a groan before considering my last reason. Which, incidentally, was probably more important than either of the other two combined. Yeah, I was knee-deep in the screwed cave because currently I was standing on a dock where some of my dad's old clients hung out, in the dark, in the middle of the night, walking around in a super hero costume, waiting for Hit-Girl, and not concentrating on my surroundings. Hell, just mug me and leave in a crate for some fisherman to find so he can also mug me!

"Hurry up, Mindy..."

"Well fuck my mother, it's little D'amico."

I quickly turned when hearing the all-to-familiar voice of one of my dad's ex-partners. Not that I had to look to already know it was that Ricky douche bag who fucked my dad out of a couple hundred kilos. But come on, he's a prick drug lord who was well aware of the fact that I was Red Mist and he probably wanted to cut me a little.

"Long time no see?" I shrugged.

"Heh," he laughed, "now see I thought after your daddy died you probably cried over not sucking his balls and jumped off a building."

Man, holding back the urge to rip this motherfucker a new one was the hardest thing I've ever had to do, and being a horny virgin I know how hard things can get.

"Why would I want to when you already did for years before screwing him over?" I pulled out that cocky smirk I used on Mindy a while back...Only this time I was hella fucking nervous.

"Ah Christopher, don't be jealous. After all you were always "Daddy's favorite little fuck-up"."

Ok, I'll admit it was another mistake I'd have to deal with the rest of my life. Another one I would more-than-likely try to fix and end up failing. But that was the last straw and I didn't fucking care anymore.

I'm not sure how I did it or where the hell the skill came from but I grabbed that cunt by the throat, threw him to the ground, and shot him point blank without blinking twice. It was only after I was standing there tucking my gun away that I myself actually realized what I had done.

But again, I couldn't honestly care...too much anyway. It was no different than those fuck face thugs who approached Mindy and me...Ok maybe not since I didn't know them formally but lets be serious...Isn't one less cunt in the world better? Especially after he did fuck with my family and said that shit. Not that that bother me too much either.

"Nice shot."

I suddenly looked up to see Hit-Girl sitting on the hood of my car. Her voice giggling louder and louder.

"Nice sarcasm." I finished adjusting my weapon, walking over to join her.

"So where the fuck have you been?" I laughed nervously.

"Home. Marcus took the night off then his date canceled...Bitch. I had to fucking change in that alley back there!" She pointed behind some beat-up warehouse.

"You may not be much of a "girly girl" but you bitch about changing outside?" I smirked, rotating myself to sit further up on the car.

"Fuck you! Do you know how hard it is to put this shit on in the dark while a pervert jacks off? Not all liquid is good for sliding leather on."

Yeah, so I won't deny gagging at that thought slightly. Mindy plus pervert, plus sperm jokes, plus fucking gross equals...Fucking gross.

"So," she stopped to laugh at my choking, "this new lesson..."

"No." I guess I hadn't learned to not interrupt her. "No more lessons...I need to give you at least one good memory...And I know it won't be a good one if it involves makeup, or hair, or cliques. Any of that stupid shit."

I'm pretty sure I mentioned that at a certain point of failing, people just say fuck it and go play WOW. In other words they give up all together. Well I didn't have an active membership to that game so I'll consider this my way of giving up. I already knew from the start that Big Daddy had taught her everything she actually needed to know. There was nothing I could do that he hadn't already done...Save the one thing I was about to do.

"Mindy..." I let myself slide off the hood, readjusting to stand in front of the car, placing my hands on either side of her. "Is it...alright for me to...?"

Dude, I know I looked like a fucking apple when she suddenly grabbed my jaw and forced me into a kiss. Yeah, just like a green apple from the slight pain of her nearly cracking my bones, and kind of like a red one from the hurtful truth that an eleven-year-old knew more about sex than me!

"Mindy, fucking careful!" I rubbed my chin while my lips stayed against her.

"I'll be gentle, Christopher." I could feel her devilish little smirk curling upwards before she shoved her tongue into my mouth. The wetness lapping at the roof of it before I pushed it back with mine. Our tongues getting in this wrestling match type thing that made me wonder if they would accidentally get knotted...And if so, how odd would going to the emergency room be?

"Ah! Mindy!"

I jumped, hiding my tongue back in my mouth when she cupped her hand over my pants. My hips twitching in frustration as she began roughly massaging my already hardened dick.

'Scratch!'

My nails somehow clawed through one the gloves, scrapping off lines of paint from my poor car, my other hand quickly unzipping her jacket. It was surprisingly light weight for being leather and having a cape attached, but I didn't notice at that time since soon after it was off I tossed it aside.

"Christopher..." She playfully moaned in my ear before I gently bit her neck, my hand moving down to unstrap her belt, skirt, and attempt to slide her pants off.

"Goddamn these things are tight." I had to step back and sigh as she easily removed them, my hips jolting forward when her bare legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me against her. Apparently, she was "bare" everywhere else too.

"No Hello Kitty panties?" I teased while unzipping my own snug pants.

"Fuck no. Besides I prefer Barbie." She smirked when looking down at my boxers, her expression changing into this weird look that I guess was just nervousness.

"R-Ready?" My voice cracked slightly when she nodded. My hands shaking and sweating when I pulled it out from my shorts. Sure I could jerk off in front of a maid and not care an hour later but I can't show it to Mindy?

"Um ok, if it hurts too much tell me and I'll stop. Ok?"

She stayed quiet as I pulled her legs tighter around me, her trembling hands roughly clutching my shoulders. My own hands still shaking when adjusting my dick to fit her tightness. And damn she was tight.

"It's ok, Mindy." I held her close when I started to push in, even more close when she started to gasp in pain.

"Chris...Fuck!" She choked out a growl.

"Yes, that's what this is." I'm not sure if I was trying to make a joke or not but either way neither of us laughed. "Ok, ok..." I nervously whispered, taking a deep breath before giving one hard thrust into her. The scream I expected to hear being more of a loud gasp when Mindy's cherry popped.

"Oh God, did I hurt...?"

"Yes! And it still fucking hurts so hurry up and start moving so it won't!" She bit my chest.

"Fine! Damn!"

Sweat dripped down my forehead, my makeup smearing down my cheeks as I started a horribly off-rhythm humping session. I can't even consider it fucking cause it was that pathetic! Luckily, Mindy didn't seem to notice or pretended not to so I'd keep going. And of course despite me obviously not knowing what to do it started to feel good for both of us.

"Ch-Chris..." She whimpered, burying her face in my leather as I moved faster and faster. My own moans muffling her voice.

"Mindy, Mindy...She's mature..."

She looked up with a confused expression before realizing I was trying to justify the situation...Then she just laughed at me. I couldn't blame her though...It was stupid of me to think I could make sex with a young girl ok but again did it matter anymore? Not really.

"Don't laugh, Mcready..." I started pumping harder and faster into her, making her lean back on her hands for balance, her cute face flushing with red.

"Don't come in me, D'amico!" She blurted out before biting her lower lip.

"I-I won't..." Oh yeah it hurt to say that, it also hurt to slow my pace and pull out before I ended up doing it. I could handle losing my dad, being put down every day for not being like him, and even kill someone I know, but that was one regret I may never recover from...Especially since afterwards wasn't how I pictured my first time to be like...and how quickly it ended.

Eh, in a way I'm happy how it turned out. I had always pictured it to be the girl falling asleep in my arms with a permanent smile plastered on her face...Then again in that scenario I also had a 12 inch cock and a pizza in one hand. Anyway in reality both Mindy and I stayed quiet while trying to come down from the sex high we were on...The only sound either of us making happening when she hid her shy smile and punched me in the arm. Telling me to text her later and me only giving a nod as she somehow managed to run off for home. How the hell was she not too sore?

"Heh..." I stumbled backwards before getting into the driver's seat, my head starting to regain focus enough for me to think over what had just happened. I had screwed...made love to Mindy, I hadn't been able to teach her much, I was still kind of regretting the decision I had made, and as I looked at the new hockey-style mask on the seat beside me I realized I was the one who learned a few lessons.

The lessons? I had made love with her because I...well liked her a lot. But due to not teaching her the way I wanted to I had to make a bad choice...Eventually I would have run out of things to teach her...At least this way I could always see her...

Ultimate lesson learned: Don't fall for the hero when you're the villain.


A/N: Yay it's complete. I want to thank all my readers and reviewers for encouraging me to finish this. I love you guys!