Mindy sat in her room, it was dark and cold in here, she liked it. She could think here. She could relive her glory days with her father. God, she missed him so much, but if there was one thing he had thought her before he was murdered by Frank D'Amico it was that sometimes a sacrifice is a blessing in disguise. She understood his sacrifice, but hated it all the same. Maybe if he was still alive she wouldn't be here with Marcus.
But don't get her wrong, she liked Marcus, he and Mindy were very close, but he had never felt like much of a father to her, he felt like a best friend, a best friend that let her go out and kill thugs and criminals. She would have never thought Marcus would let her become Hit Girl again, but for some reason he felt like it was good for her. It was all she had ever been good at, and why should he take that away from her?
Little did Mindy know, Marcus had done more than anyone ever should for her. He had mislead a lot of other cops on the force, covered up evidence, and gone against almost every single bit of protocol possible just to keep her hidden. He loved Mindy like she was his own, and he wanted her to be happy. He had convinced himself that any other parent would have done the same.
But recently Mindy had become a bit of a shut in, sitting here in her room in the dark. A depression ate her up, tormenting her, and feeding her bile. She was still hard as nails, but now she was even more ruthless and blood thirsty. But sometimes killing people, and going out dressed like a super hero felt wrong to her. She couldn't help think that there was more to this life than just massacre and mayhem...sometimes as the hot blood welled in her hands from a fresh kill, she felt a cold pit open in her chest.
I was becoming...not enough...it wasn't enough anymore.
The old college looked more like a prison than a house of academia. She sighed as she walked through the doors and rounded a corner heading to student services. She was withdrawing from school. She had a state funded scholarship, she had been accepted the day she had received the news about her health. She had never attended a class. Instead she sat at home, and went out into the world dressed as a third rate super hero. She enjoyed that a lot more than physics.
She entered the student services office. Middle aged women sat behind the desks and greeted her. Their happy welcoming smiles made her heart ache, she would never smile with such an intensity again, sometimes it was a relief, sometimes it was a curse.
She walked up to the desk, and asked for a withdrawal form. The woman's face fell a bit, sadness deepening the small wrinkles. The woman handed her the papers, and showed her to a chair and small table to the opposite side of the room. As Gia filled out the form she felt little more of her life slip away from her grasp. She understood what she was doing, and understood the implications. But she couldn't help feeling that someone else could use the education more than she.
She would day in a few months anyway.
That night she ventured from her apartment, clad in all white, she felt renewed. She scoured the city, leaving a trail of destruction in her wake. She had a menacing feel to her tonight, but that all went away when she saw Kick Ass sitting on a dumpster.
"Hey!" she called out to him. She ran to him, her heart jumped.
He looked back and smiled to her.
"Hey." he said, his voice was always sweet, and soft against her ears.
And then he did something he wasn't used to, he jumped off the dumpster, and embraced her in a hug.
Gia was speechless, she blushed under her mask, and giggled. Dave could tell that she was not used to physical contact, but the happiness that surged through him when he had made contact with her was unparalleled. He couldn't stop smiling, he smiled until his cheeks hurt. Sheer perfection stood in front of him, he couldn't help but be elated.
They walked off, keeping this city safe. Gia was more than happy to be with him at that moment, but in the back of her mind a small voice told her not to get attached, bad things happened when she got attached to someone, or someone got attached to her. The voice was irritating so she pushed it further and further from her, she smiled to Dave, and walked into the depths of the city.
Looking from above was Mindy. A wave of jealousy came over her, Dave was practically her big brother, and it felt like this Snow White girl was slowly taking him away from her. Mindy scowled as she saw they walk away together, dangerously close. She sighed, a small tear of frustration welled in her eye and slid down her cheek.
She stood and walked down the fire escape. She walked in the opposite direction. She was a big girl now, she could handle herself.
AN: hey guys sorry I haven't been posting regularly, but hopefully you will have noticed that I posted two chapters for your enjoyment. I'm sorry about not being on here lately but ive been ill, and without internet, but hopefully I can tie this story up soon. Anyway, enjoy!
