Hi everyone I know this chapter has taken sometime I didn't want to rush it, I've had time to plan out how I want the story to go trying to stir away from things that have been done before. While also keeping in mind Jinx will turn good for the finally battle.
So I hope you all enjoy and thank you!
Chapter two
(Jinx POV)
Okay what time was it? Ten. Perfect I was just in time for checkout, walking to the desk I smiled as I handed the keys over to the lady.
"Took your time" A male voice calls from behind, turning I saw the yellow speedster leaning against the wall near the door.
"I had to pack" was all I said as I made my way over to him, he looked at the bag on my back and bag in my other hand. Truth be told I didn't have much stuff, I had left the HIVE with just a backpack, during my time here I may of helped myself to some clothes but when you think about it I needed them more than the shops needed the money so it was justifiable in my eyes.
"You ready to go Jinxie?" I heard spandex boy say snapping me out of my thoughts, did he just call me Jinxie?
"Don't call me Jinxie it's Jinx!" I spat back at him as I looked him in the eyes, he put his hands up to try and defend himself. Truth be told I don't know why it bothered me him calling me Jinxie. Was it because it reminded me of a time that I don't wish to remember? Maybe but that's not something I wanted to get into right now.
"Sorry Jinx" he said putting his arms down, making sure I heard the "x" at the end of my name. That was better now. How bad is this trip with Kid Flash going to be?
Bad.
That's how bad it was going to be living with Kid Flash, I didn't really need an answer.
"We going or what?" I asked looking at the bright speedster.
"At once" he smiled picking me up all I could see was red and yellow, until we stopped in front of an apartment.
"Here" he declared putting me back on the ground.
I'm pretty sure I told him not to do that, nope I'm definite that I told him not to or else I'd hex him. Once my head had stopped spinning and my legs didn't feel weak I pushed him up against the door to the apartment, my nose inches from him.
"I warned you Kid Flash if you picked me up once more I would hex you" I started to say teeth gritting as I spat the words in his face.
"But we're here now and if you hex me as bad as you say you will, where will you stay?" He said back, a small smile tugging at his lips, he'd got me. Where would I stay?
"Fine I'll let it go this once but that's just because you're letting me stay the night" I stepped back and allowed him to unlock the door to the apartment, he sped inside and I followed behind him taking in every bit of the apartment.
It was small a lot smaller than I thought it would be, as I walked in I noticed to the right there was a small kitchen it had black marble finish and a black fridge there was nothing fancy about it but it did what it needed to. In front of the kitchen was the open plan living room, it had a simple brown laminated flooring with cream walls, there was a brown leather sofa which was covered in cushions that looked so soft that you could just snuggle up and fall asleep. There was a basic flat screen tv I'd say it was about 42inch give or take, with a brown coffee table in front of it that held the remote for the tv. Off the living room there were two doors which meant one was the bathroom and one was the bedroom but there wasn't enough rooms. Where was I meant to stay?
"Umm Kid, there's only two doors which means there's only one bedroom so unless you've got a secret room where am I sleeping?" I asked making my way to the sofa.
"You can have my room and I'll take the sofa" he said making his way over to me, it was weird because in that moment he didn't speed over to me, it was just a normal walk which didn't look right for the boy that was always zooming around everywhere.
"I can't kick you out your room, so let me stay on the sofa" I put my bag down by the coffee table and flopped on the sofa.
"I can't have you sleeping on the sofa, you're my guest and it wouldn't be right" he said sitting down next to me.
"Either I sleep on the sofa or I'm leaving, that's the deal" I needed to nip this in the bud now or else it would turn into an argument about the bed and the sofa which wasn't needed. In truth I felt bad about crashing on his sofa let alone kicking him out of his own room, I hated feeling this way the old me wouldn't of been bothered, the old me wouldn't of left the HIVE.
"Fine you can have the sofa but if you change your mind then you tell me straight away, deal?" he stuck his hand out.
"Deal" was all I said as I shook his hand making the deal official, out of nowhere a strange beeping sound appeared. Kid Flash raced over to the kitchen side where the sound was coming from.
"Hello…. Yeah sure I can be there in five….. Okay bye" he said turning to me and flipping down a titans communicator.
"Umm Jinx I need to go, are you going to be okay on your own?" he looked concerned clearly torn between staying and going to whatever mission called.
"I'm a big girl I'm sure I can take care of myself Flash" I looked over to the speedster who still held a worried look before it vanished and was replaced with that iconic grin that rarely left his face.
"Okay I won't be too long" then a flash of yellow and red and he was gone.
Thing is I know I said I was a big girl but really I'm still a kid, sixteen to be exact. People don't tend to ask how old we are they just see us as criminals and that's it, it's only when we're in the courtroom and we're tried as minors that some may realise we're not as big and bad as the media makes us out to be. Most of us are metahumans not wanted, thrown away, nobody wanted us and for a kid that's a hard thing to accept. In those moments you realise you're completely alone and you need to fight if you want to stay alive, unfortunately being a criminal seems to be the only place welcoming you in with arms spread wide.
I don't know how it is for the superheros does anyone ever question how old they are or what their life is like, if they have a family, I bet people would care more about them than they ever would a criminal.
Snap out if it Jinx no need to spiral, letting out a sigh I got up from the sofa and grabbed my bag. Maybe drawing would take mind mind off things, grabbing the sketch book and pencils I sat back down on the sofa. I turned on the tv and put on whatever show was on, wasn't like I was watching it background noise was better than no noise.
