Arms of Another
Chapter 12
I'm probably going to start steering this towards the end. When I finish it, which other League fanfic do you want me to continue?
Demacia have somewhat calmed down, but that's only because they were told by the Summoners that they can't start a war with my city. If I find Lux, I am stuffing her into a box, bolting it shut, and sending to her back home. I can't deal with this added stress. Jayce isn't really helping, either. He is for some reason under the impression that I'm upset or distraught at the fact that Vi and Jinx are, for lack of a better term, shaking their relationship in my face. Even if the rumours around the Institute are true, and Lux is somehow part of it now, I really do not care.
"Excuse me, Caitlyn?" I looked up at the door as Jayce opened it. "I have something… interesting for you."
"Interesting how?" I put my pen back into the holder and got up, walking over.
"I'm not sure that I can explain it. I'm quite confused." This is definitely going to be interesting. He led me to the interrogation room, and as we entered the room behind the mirror, I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"I can understand why you're confused, but why are Jinx and Vi sat in there?" I can't see any sign of a struggle. The two of them are quite relaxed. Vi had her feet on the desk, and Jinx was sat facing her, with her feet on Vi's lap.
"I wish I could give you an answer. I actually woke up to them in my apartment." I looked up at my friend, but he looked as confused as I felt. "They were watching TV for some reason. When I woke up, I came out and they just waved to me."
"Then why are they here?"
"Well, when I told them that I was bringing them here, Vi just shrugged, and Jinx told me to put some pants on." I supressed a smile. "I got changed, and just drove them over here. They put up no resistance, which is why I'm so confused." They're planning something. I turned the room's microphone off, and whatever Vi was in the middle of saying cut off, and she looked at the top of the mirror, grinning.
"We're being watched!" She laughed. It's still incredibly unsettling to see how much her eyes have changed.
"By who?" Jinx followed her eyes, staring at her own reflection.
"I might have an idea." Jinx pulled her feet back as Vi got up, walking to the one-way mirror. Where Jayce and I are stood, they can't hear us or see us. For about a minute, she stood in front of us, staring. Then she punched the wall just below the mirror, breaking the damping field that was hiding us from view.
"Hey guys!" Jinx laughed, waving. "Are you watching us?!"
"Can they hear us now?" Jayce asked, looking at me.
"Judging by a lack of an answer, I'm guessing no." He rolled his eyes. "Sit down! I'm coming in!" I called into the room after pressing the right button. As Vi walked back over to the table, I opened the first door and looked at Jayce. "Be ready for anything." He nodded, and I left the room, inhaling and readying myself before I stepped into the interrogation room.
"Hatlady!" Jinx ran over and slammed the door shut. Before I could react, one of the chairs in the room was driven into the door around me, the seat of it stopping inches away from my chest.
"Hey." My arms were trapped by my sides, and now I have Vi inches away from my face. "We just really couldn't resist bothering you."
"We're doing it in the best way!" Jinx laughed, moving to Vi's side and pulling her jacket open. I started to feel panic as Jinx pulled a bomb out of one of the pockets and ran to the opposite wall.
"Relax, Cait. We're not gonna hurt you." The fact that Vi was so close to my face, coupled by her talking in a weirdly calm voice made my heart race.
"Then why did you trap me between a door and a chair?" Judging by the look in her eyes, I should not have asked. With no means of escape, I stood there helplessly as my ex-friend pulled my mouth open and kissed me deeply. Trying to move away was pointless, but I still tried. As much as I hate to admit it, I was enjoying it.
"Boom!" The explosion on the other side of the room made Vi pull away and look around, which gave me a chance to regulate my breathing. I know that my face was red, but I didn't really care. Where is Jayce?
"Sorry 'bout that." Vi turned back, her face still inches away from mine. "We just needed some way to bother you."
"Get me out of this."
"Are you really in the kinda place to make demands, Hatlady?" Jinx walked over, hands behind her back and psychotic smile on her face.
"We should probably go back to see if Lux is alright." Vi moved back, still grinning at me. "I still don't understand why she wanted to clean everything."
"Our place is kinda gross." Jinx responded. Then, she gripped my face and placed a really rough kiss on my cheek. "Bye, Hatlady!" She laughed, ducking under Vi's arm and running outside.
"Catch ya later, Cupcake." Vi winked at me and followed Jinx, leaving me trapped against the door and incredibly confused.
"Oh, geez." Jayce was now at the new hole in the wall, carefully stepping over the chunks of brick.
"Why didn't you stop them?!" I tried to push the chair away from me, but it just hurt my chest.
"I tried! I couldn't open the door, so I just ran outside and over here!" When he stood in front of me, it took Jayce a few seconds to process before he gripped two of the chair legs and started to pull. The chair barely budged before he let go, exhaling deeply. "I can't believe how strong Vi is."
"Admiring her is not helping my situation!"
"Ok, ok." Thinking for another few seconds, he slid his hands under my arms, which made me squirm slightly, and tried to lift me out.
"That's not going to work, my hips are too wide." My heels hit the floor again, and Jayce sighed.
"I'm going to find a saw. We'll take the seat off of the chair." I watched him run back outside. Was I hallucinating, or did Vi just make out with me?
~~~~~~~~~~~~X~~~~~~~~~~~~
"We're headin' home, sheriff." The four officers I was sat with all got up, coats in hand.
"I hope you're not driving." I raised an eyebrow.
"Of course not! We wouldn't be very good police if we broke the law!" He's obviously drunk the most. They all left with variously slurred 'goodbye's and 'see you tomorrow's. I went back to looking into my mug, staring into my own ice blue eyes. Did I really make a mistake? Could it have been the biggest mistake I ever make?
"What's up, babe?" I looked up, supressing a gag as a stereotypical 'bro' sat next to me, resting his arm on the seat behind me. "Why'd your friends leave?"
"They were my colleagues." I shifted away from him. "Go away." I am sat at a half circle booth, so I can easily get out.
"There's no need to be so rude." He moved closer again. I am feeling an overwhelming urge to smash this mug of beer over his head. "I was just gonna see if you wanted to party with me and my friends." I looked to where he was pointing. Three other men were sat, in loose tank tops and backwards hats.
"Fine. No, thank you." I shuffled around the table, picked my hat up, and walked away from him and sat at the bar, hoping the conversation was over. Finishing my drink, I waved the bartender over, asked for another, and dropped some money into his hand.
"C'mon, babe." I couldn't help a sigh as I felt a hand on my shoulder. "We'd love to have you chill with us."
"Let go of me, or lose your hand." I brushed it off and glared up at him. "Leave me alone."
"That's no way to talk to somebody who's trying to show you a good time." Oh, great. There are more of them. I looked at my other side, into another grinning face.
"I'm not interested." Again, I went back to staring at my own eyes in the reflection of my drink. Did I really mess everything up?
"C'mon, somebody as hot as you shouldn't be sat by yourself!" I pushed another hand away. There is obviously not going to be any thinking done here. I drunk my mug of beer, got up, and put my hat on. As I started walking, I started to feel lightheaded. I know I didn't drink that much. Outside, it got worse. I had to brace myself against the wall as the world spun. Did they… did they drug me? How did I not notice?
"I can't believe that worked!" Four pairs of feet. They're coming. I fought to walk, turning into the alleyway, my legs buckled underneath me, and I fell to the floor, quickly losing all ability to move.
"Where the- oh, right here!" I heard them surround me. "Serves the bitch right for dressing like this." My work uniform does not deserve anything.
"C'mon. We better get her out of here before-"
"Before what, fuckers?!" It's been a while since I was last glad to hear that voice. Vi crashed into the ground, probably sending these men flying. Two smaller pairs of feet followed shortly after, Jinx's yelling probably not doing much in the way if intimidation. The second pair stopped just in front of me, and small hands cupped my face.
"Caitlyn, are you alright?" Lux asked, opening one of my eyes. I can already see that one of the men has a hole in his chest. "I think she's awake!"
"Let's just kill these fuckers!" I heard bones break, and a scream of pain. Now, usually, I don't condone killing. But, I can't exactly move right now…
"It's ok, I've got you." Lux gripped my shoulders and rolled me onto my back. "I can't lift you up, though…"
"These guys won't hurt anybody anymore." I can already smell blood.
"What did they do?" Jinx asked. "They said that something worked."
"Probably some kind of drug." Vi sighed. "Nobody like that deserve to be alive."
"It's snowing…" Lux almost whispered. I started to feel the cold drops on my skin. I forgot that Snowdown was coming. "What do we do?"
"The only thing we can." Vi said. Then I felt her lift me, one hand under my knees, and her other arm on my back. "Let's get her home."
"Our home?" Jinx asked as we started to move.
"Of course not our home."
"I have her hat!" Lux called out, running to catch up. "Do you know where she lives, Vi?"
"I used to. I will if she hasn't moved house." I haven't.
"What if she has?"
"I don't know, drop her off with Jayce?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~X~~~~~~~~~~~~
My head was pounding. I was glad that I could move my arms, because I needed my hands to cover my eyes. Whatever was slipped to me gave me a huge hangover. I only drank about four pints of beer, but this hangover makes it feel like I drank about fourty. My liver is probably thankful that I didn't.
"Caitlyn! You're awake!"
"Jayce, Jayce…" He walked over, light on his feet. "Please don't talk too loudly."
"Sorry." He sat down by my feet. "I've been here for most of the night. You texted me that you were unable to move, which was not quite believable."
"I wasn't. I was drugged." I felt him shift around. "I didn't text you, though."
"Well, whoever did used a lot of little faces. And didn't quite spell correctly." That must have been Jinx. "Regardless, I'm glad you're okay."
"My head is throbbing." He chuckled and placed a hand on my arm.
"It's alright. You just keep resting, and I'll take care of everything." Oh, I can't wait for my police to find those bodies in the alleyway.
Remember people, if anybody tries to do to you what happened to Caitlyn, you kill them.