Disclaimer: Don't own Ben 10.
A/N: GOD DAMN YOU MICROSOFT! You and your updating software...which I can't download. Damn. My computers hate me...*cries*
Big Damn Table
25. Strangers
Remember when your parents said to never trust a stranger?
You were probably two years old, which is what my parents did. They started out when I was small, wanting to teach me life lessons as I was still trying to figure out how to walk and talk. They pushed it, always saying that no matter how innocent and harmless they may seem, they could be hiding something and you could get hurt...or worse.
I've known that, fighting aliens and crooks. You can't trust basically anyone without getting stabbed in the back. And I mean that literally. You couldn't walk outside by yourself in the city with a last name of Tennyson without good fighting skills and/or a weapon. I couldn't trust anyone but my family. I always had to watch myself, look over my shoulder. When someone was whispering to someone else with my back turned, I can't help but feel suspicious. What was that person hiding? What did they have to tell so secretly to another, that you couldn't hear?
Call me a hypocrite all you want, but Kevin was an exception. Yes, he used to be a murderous child that wouldn't stop for anyone. He would kill people to get what he wanted. He didn't care, nothing else mattered. But he grew up, knowing those weren't the best choices to make. So when he joined me and Ben, I accepted the change. I accepted him fully.
Michael Morningstar? Now see, that's what I don't get. How could I let this guy into my life? I mean, I had no idea who he was, never heard of his name in the Plumber business before. I didn't even know if this was really even a dangerous guy. I was just being a prissy bitch, whether I hate to admit that or not. I only brought him into my circle of trust, just to prove my point with Kevin. If he didn't date me soon, I wasn't going to be able for him anymore.
I got what I wanted. I pissed him off.
And for what? I got this Ken doll with sparkles sucking the life out of me. When I realize it, I know that he was putting me under his spell, releasing chemicals through contact with his hand, drawing me in even more. I was so close to losing myself. I almost died, because I trusted and used a total stranger.
Now this guy is haunting me down, always able to pop up behind me and use me again. He was out for revenge. I was his target, and I was totally screwed.
Just over some stupid mistake with a stranger.
See? Listen to your parents. Don't trust any strangers, no matter what. As harmless as they seem, you never know what they could be hiding. And you could put your life at risk.
A/N: Feeling like crap. Urgh. Microsoft pissing me off. Can't really do much except for working with the files that I've saved onto my Document Manager. *sigh* So I don't know how long I can keep going with this. Review please!