If you've never been addicted, you can't possibly understand my pain. I know
it's bad for me. I know it'll destroy me. But I can't help longing for it..
I've fallen into the bittersweet trap. And I'm not sure, if I want to get out.
I am its prisoner. And.. I'm glad to be.
-Alice Senton
Megamind pressed the doorbell, then counted two seconds and pressed it again. He was nervous and a little bit jumpy. What if she wasn't there…? What if she hated him? Suddenly the doors opened.
"Roxanne...! You're not Roxanne…" He looked disappointed at the red headed woman with smoky green eyes and very sour face expression.
"Well sorry, I'm not Roxanne. What do you want, Megamind?" Lena rested her forearm against the doors, blocking the way into the apartment.
"Where's Roxanne? And who are you?" he growled at her dangerously, reaching for his De-Gun.
"Lena Sherman. Accountant. Roxanne's best friend." Then she squinted her eyes and growled back at him.
The two looked like angry cats ready to charge.
"Roxanne's not home. But even if she was, I seriously doubt she'd like to see your face." Lena reached the other hand and got a hold on a baseball bat resting on the table, invisible to the 'guest'. If the alien would try something funny, he'll have a hell of a surprise. "Not after what you told her."
Megamind's face changed. He looked sad and… broken.
"I know…" he said quietly. "I'm perfectly aware that she won't look at me anymore… I understand… After all, with the way I look… It was a miracle she came to me in the first place…" Then he looked at her, almost begging. "I have no illusions about what she might think about me but please, she's in danger and I have to find her. Tell me where she is."
Aww… fuck, Lena thought to herself watching him. This is so unfair… Not the kicked puppy face… Freaking villain… It's a crime to be able to pull a face like that!
She gulped and licked her lips. "Damn…" She studied him for a moment. "Fine, but one thing before I'll tell you."
He immediately cheered up. "What is it?"
She wagged her finger, telling him to come closer. He obeyed, but then regretted it as he sank to his knees, his hands on his crouch.
"That's for hurting her feelings."
"Yea…" he squeaked with pain and tried to get up.
Lena went inside the apartment and came back, scribbling something on a piece of paper.
"She's at her parent's home. Here's the address, but don't tell her I told you. Roxanne would kill me for that." She tossed him the paper and closed the doors, leaving him still withering with pain on the floor.
As for Roxanne she was staying for the weekend with her parents. And she felt fine; after her talk with Bernard she had once and for all sorted her mind and came to quite obvious resolution. No matter what it was she shared with Megamind, the relationship was unhealthy. It would ruin her and him. Wayne was right. It was just a matter of time when she'll get that annoying little voice in the back of her head repeating: "Liar!" to shut up.
After the nth time she congratulated her cousin, who was also visiting, on both her pregnancy and marriage ("I'm so sorry, I couldn't be there… You know, work… kidnappings… You look fantastic, oh I'm sure it was a beautiful wedding. Bye."), she went for a walk (I'm not escaping, no, no.). She needed to clear her head. And make a summary of her life.
She was twenty five. At best she'll make it until 28 with reporting; she had no perspective on a boyfriend or a marriage what so ever, but her life was finally stable, with no blue aliens and weekly battles and that seemed…boring. Let's face it. It was almost four months and she was bored to death. She had enough of her mother's and cousin's questions about when she'll be introducing them her future husband (lawyer/doctor) with a house with a white fence. Sometimes, she was thiiiis close to exploding and telling them that they can forget about it, because she'll marry a supervillain with a fish for a friend.
But she won't. She decided on that and she'll stay firm with that decision. And nothing would…
Her course of thoughts was disturbed by a loud screech of car tires. She turned and saw… nothing. Then out of that nothing appeared Megamind. She quickly turned on her heel and walked faster. This was bad. Very bad.
"Roxanne, please wait!" Megamind chased after her.
She had to get away from him. As far as possible, if she won't then…
He had to get to her even if his life depended on it. He finally managed to get her and grabbed her wrist.
"Don't touch me!" she yanked her hand away from him. "Don't you… you dare to show up like this!"
This was bad; she was trembling and torn between what she wanted and what she knew she should do.
"Please Roxanne…" He slowly reached for her, his voice calm and pleading, his eyes on her, filled with apology and love. He had her again. "I need you to listen to me."
She swallowed and looking at him still uncertain took his hand. She had to suppress the sigh of delight. How long was it since she held his hand? She almost forgot the feel of it against her own skin. He smiled at her and guided her into his car. He closed the passenger's doors and hurried to the driver's seat.
"Where's Minion?" she asked noticing lack of the presence of the fish.
"You can say I gave him a day off." Megamind started the engine. "Remember Marie?" he said, as he was returning the Invisible Car to the traffic.
"Yes, how could I forget?" Roxanne looked at her fingers ignoring the tingling sensation under her skin. He was so close! God, she felt like a teenager again. "I can't say I like her, but she's an okay person."
"Right, then listen to this." And he told her his side of story starting with the faithful visit in prison.
"… and I tried to talk some sense into Wayne, but he simply doesn't believe me! Well, not that I blame him, but he said he needed proof, so I gave him the tapes from the prison and some of my own recordings, but I have this feeling in my gut that it won't be that easy. She won't let it be that easy."
"She wants to expose us?" The reporter stared at the supervillain with wide eyes and an open mouth.
"Apparently, yes, she does." He rapidly overtook few cars in front of them and then in the last second got back on the right side of the road.
"Bitch," Roxanne summed it up.
"My point exactly," he seconded her.
They drove for a while, Roxanne thinking fast on what she just heard.
"What do you want to do with her?"
"Oh, I could do a lot to her, but I guess I would end up killed by Wayne. That's why I need your help. Also…" He made a quick turn. "I would like to listen to what you wanted to tell me in prison." He stopped the car.
They were on some empty road. His eyes pinned her with that last statement.
She gulped again and looked back at him. Right now she wanted to jump him and have her way with him, but…
"I made a mistake," she admitted. "I never wanted us to end up like this…" She motioned to them. "I feel something for you. I just… I was scared…" She dropped her head. "I cared for what people would say, what my family would think and what my friends would do. I didn't want to be left alone…"
"I would never leave you, Roxanne…" Megamind said sincerely. "I… I told you this countless of times… I love you."
"You always said that after we had sex. I thought you loved the sex with me not me…" She looked out of the window.
"What about now?" he asked.
"I don't give a damn about them. I have Lena as my friend and I know she won't leave me. My mum loves me and will accept whatever I do. Dad would be upset but he would listen to Mum. And the public opinion… it can go to hell." She looked at him determinate. "But… I don't think we can be together."
"Why not?"
"Megamind, you're a villain," she pointed out.
"A super one," he added.
"Yeah, well… that's not the point." She wanted to whack his head. "My point is I would grow sick and tired of worrying about you, whenever you'd be in prison or battling Wayne. And Wayne's my friend. What if he ends up killing you? Or what if you kill yourself with one of your fantastic inventions?"
"…You think they're fantastic?" He grinned happily.
"Ugh! Megamind!" She was slowly losing her patience with him. She forgot how he could drive her nuts like this. Or how much of a narcissistic ass he could be (not that his ass looks bad… ugh! Back to the topic!). "It was sarcasm!"
"I can leave it." He shrugged.
"What?"
"Villainy. For you."
"Are you serious?"
"Well, I've been doing some thinking too. And I realized that… I was also scared." He studied his own hands very closely. "I knew that if I or Mister Goody Two Shoes won, you would leave me; because you would simply realize that the excitement was gone, and I thought it was all that kept you with me…" He sighed heavily. "And when Metro Mahn did what he did… and later he told me he knew all along about us… you know… But I can change, Roxanne. For you. As long as I would have you with me." He looked at her with hope.
"And how do you imagine the life without being a villain? Okay, a supervillain," she quickly added, noticing how he was about to open his mouth to correct her.
"I don't know. But I'll figure things out. Somehow. We just need to get rid of Marie, first."
Roxanne stayed quiet for a moment. She knew he was observing her, waiting for her to respond. He was fun to banter with, he had this healthy amount of crazy, and even if predictable as a villain he could surprise her in more private life. She knew he could be sweet at times. And vain. But he cared for her…
"… and the sex was great," she mumbled to herself, too deep in thoughts to realize she said the last part out loud.
"That's what I wanted to hear." He smiled widely and the car was once again at the main road.
"Where are we going?" She looked up surprised at him.
He was silent for a while, with a mischievous smile plastered to his face. She understood why, when she saw the 'Motel' sign. She grinned too.
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(The poem at the top, was found by Qu33rzi. Thank you!)
