HEY EVERYONE! Sorry this has been such a long time in coming but University likes to push you to your limits! Trust me on that! I hope you enjoy this!
Slamming the door behind me as I storm into the apartment I snarl through my teeth: "Jason!" Hearing nothing I narrow my eyes and stride towards his door and slam my fists into it ringing the apartment with my hits. Hearing nothing again I throw open his door and see him in bed with some red-headed girl, fury hitting higher levels I tear into his room and throw the covers off the two.
"Hey!" Feeling a growl raise through my chest up my throat I point to the front door.
"Get out now!" Snorting she flicks her hair into my face making my eyes narrow till I swear only slits can be seen, leaning down I grab her by her chin and lean until I'm in her face.
"I suggest you get out of my flat before I drag you out by your $10 hair extensions from Claire Accessories and push you down the stairs, so I'll say it again. Get. Out!" Snarling into her face I see her pale a little and start to scramble to get her clothes, I go and stand by the door waiting to really kick off after she left. Tapping my foot on the floor she finally dressed herself and scurried out the front door without even giving my brother a second look, figures! Slamming the front door behind her I storm into the kitchen and pour myself a glass of water and try to calm down.
"Care-Bear?" Okay that calming down, yeah that's not going to happen.
"Don't you dare! Don't you dare even speak to me right now Jason! I am so angry I can't even look at you." I slam my glass down shattering it and cutting my hand, swearing I quickly throw the glass into the bin and shove my hand under the sink running cold water over it. Holding in tears I pull out bits of glass and pull out the first aid kit and shove a huge bandage over it. Feeling a hand pulling my bandage I quickly yank my hands away glaring. Walking around the asshole I walk into the bathroom and start taking my earrings and necklace off, looking at them suddenly a thought hits me, Jason gave me these. Looking back at him now I can see him sheepishly smiling at me. Okay anger has hit the ceiling now.
"Were these from the heist you pulled two days ago?" I snarl at him shoving the offending items into his face.
"I wasn't supposed to tell you Clara! If I could I would have!"
"Oh no but a homicidal maniac can tell me that you, my own fucking brother, were pulling heists and lying through your teeth to me! Giving me gifts that were stolen from innocent people, telling me you had a job at a call centre, telling me that this time wasn't going to be the same!"
"It isn't Clar I promise!"
"No? Do you know where I was tonight?" I clench the necklace into my fist and glare, he shrugged and I throw the necklace as hard as I could at him. "I was at a meeting with your BOSS! I have been told if I don't work for him then he was going to kill you!" I storm towards him and point my finger into his chest as he raised his hands up in a surrender move. "So yes, it IS going to be EXACTLY like last time, I was god damn threatened tonight because of you and your thoughtless and stupid nature! While you were here shagging some girl!" I could feel tears catching in my eyes so I quickly walk away.
"Clar! I'm so sorry!" I glare and thump down onto the sofa and cross my arms, the perfect picture of a stroppy teenager but I don't care at the moment. He went to walk towards me until there was a series of knocks on the door, raising my eyebrows I turn towards Jason.
"Another one of your whores I am guessing, or is it another henchman?" I turn my head back around and listen to him open the door and gasp, sighing I twirl back around and see the Riddler at the door, could this night get any worse? Glaring, I stand up and storm into my room and slam the door, while those two must be speaking about a heist I'm going to change into comfy clothes. Trying to reach the zip at the black of my dress I huff in annoyance as it keeps slipping out of my fingers, is everything against me today?! Finally grabbing the bugger I slide it down roughly and slip out of the dress and grab my shorts and crop top for bed, quickly changing I put the dress back on the hanger, I'll wash it later. Seeing a little blood on the dress I frown and then see blood dripping down my elbow, growling I hold my hand and quickly dart out of my room to the kitchen and run it under the cold water of the tap, sighing I pull the bandage off and see the gash I flinch. Please don't say I have to go to hospital, please, please, please? Feeling a presence behind me I quickly turn around and come face to chest with a black shirt and purple tie, groaning slightly I look up.
"Couldn't get enough of me hey?" Smiling cheekily I turn back around and grab a cloth wiping away the blood.
"You should nearly go to hospital for that song bird."
"Okay. One, I am not going to hospital for a piddly little cut and two, stop calling me song bird it makes no sense." Suddenly two arms either side of me bring me to a stop feeling his chest pressed up against my back I blush realising how little clothing I am actually wearing, idiot Clara, idiot! "Can I help you with something?" His hand grabbed my wrist softly and pulled it up out of the sink, feeling the side of his face rub against my hair I blush harder.
"This needs to be stitched song bird." Letting a whimper escape my lips I quickly clamp my jaws shut and shake my head.
"No needles, it'll be fine!" Hysterically I try to persuade him while trying to pull my wrist away but he holds on harder and leans down till his lips rub slightly against my ear.
"I think you'll find it will not heal, let me stitch it up and you will not have to go to hospital saving you time and obvious discomfort and me the effort of dragging you down there." Snorting I turn my head so I'm looking at him and raise my eyebrows.
"You couldn't drag me down there, even if you tried." He smirked and that made my heart skip in what I am going to say is nerves, but I will admit deep, deep, and way down deep it's because he was handsome. Letting out a small shriek as I feel my legs swept out from under me I fall into his chest and another arm pull me closer to his chest, looking up I can't help chuckle softly. "I'm just going to say this isn't dragging this is sweeping a lady off her feet." Seeing his smirk widen and eyes glitter with mischief I raise my eyebrows and squirm slightly, he is up to something! Stopping at the back of sofa I could feel my eyebrows rise into my hair line, looking back up to see his smirk turn into a grin I pouted.
"Aww no come on please no! Don't throw me on the sofa! Aren't we a bit old fo-"Screeching as I fly through the air I flump onto the sofa cushions winding me slightly, trying to push myself up I feel two hands gently pushing me back down. "So not cool Riddler!" Laughing softly he held my legs up and slipped onto the sofa and laid my legs back down onto his and quickly picked up my hand.
"Jason!" He shouted making me jump slightly, giving him an annoyed look I quickly hide my face behind my hand; well this couldn't be any more embarrassing could it? Hearing my brother shuffle into the living room I sigh softly, and watch the Riddler's back straighten and a cold smirk spread across his face this must be the Riddler persona coming across. "Get that needle from the kitchen that's been sterilized and bring it here, there's a good lad." As Jason passes him the needle I glance up slightly and see his face which I thought I could read better than anyone's harden, this isn't my little brother any more. Wafting his hand through the air Jason leaves but instead of going into his room he heads towards the front door.
"Excuse me, where do you think you are going?" I frown as he turns back to face me with a scowl on his face.
"Work." He slams the door as he leaves, sighing I lean my head back on the sofa arm and close my eyes for a second before I sit up properly and face the Riddler with my full attention. Seeing him looking my way I blush for a second before pulling myself together.
"Family drama, aye!" I smile slightly and look back down at my hand which had thankfully stopped bleeding all over his gloves.
"You could say that, but I believe I should take the blame for the dispute?" Looking back up at him in shock I can't help a genuine smile at him.
"My brother, though incredibly thick, is a big boy and makes his own decisions just like the rest of us. Trust me if it hadn't of been you it would have been another rogue, I don't blame you Riddler."
"Nigma." These men and their short sentences.
"Excuse me?"
"Call me Nigma or Edward which ever you prefer, I figure now that we're working together we should at least call each other by our names." Smiling more I nod and wiggle my fingers in his gloved hands.
"Well Mister Edward I would appreciate it if you could stitch me up before I get an infection." His returning grin made me melt slightly but annoyingly I still cannot see his eyes. "Okay I have a question." His responding nod made me bite my lip slightly: "can I see what you look like without your mask?" Seeing his hands stop threading the needle I think I may have pushed this rogue's good will to the tip, blushing I look down at my hands, oopsie. Hearing his sigh I glance up through my eyelashes but gasp a little in shock when I see gleaming green eyes focusing on my own, blushing more I grin and look at him properly seeing how his eyes literally are as green as emeralds, following down to his proud nose and lush lips. Before managing to keep my mouth shut, it opens of its own accord: "I can see why your favourite colour is green!" Oh please that must have been the cheesiest line in the book, can someone hit me please? Feeling my face turn even more red till I am basically a living beetroot especially when I see his cheeky grin appear, clearing my throat I wiggle my fingers in his hand to bring attention to it instead of my face. Chuckling he takes his gloves off to show pale hands, huh would of thought it would have been more dramatic according to the whole hiding behind the gloves, smiling at this bit of normality I didn't even notice he had threaded the needle until I felt it pierce my skin, whimpering slightly I squeeze my eyes shut and breathe through my nose trying not to throw up with every pull at my skin.
"I don't think you would do well for being a rogue little song bird, this is an everyday occurrence." Peeking out of one eye I shake my head and rub my forehead with my other hand I can't help but giggle.
"Good job I stay behind the computer then isn't it." I smirk at him while he is rolling his eyes. Flinching at the last pull of the string in my hand I pout. "Okay definitely not going into the rogue business, this is icky!"
"Icky?" Seeing his self-assured smirk it is my turn to roll my eyes.
"Yes, icky!"
"You women do have a strange language, right your hand is finished just bandage it up." Smiling I take my hand out of his and check out the slim gash held together by green string, raising an eyebrow at him I point at the green string.
"Green? Really?" Grinning fully at me I was so not ready for the way his smile changed his face into being totally adorable, trying not to let it get to me I turn back to the situation at hand, excuse the pun, I run a finger down the gash. "Well a thank you is in order; again. I seem to be saying this a lot to you, don't I?" Giggling slightly I stand up and walk into the kitchen and grab a bandage, wrapping it gently around the gash I try and tie it, failing miserably I'll have you know until my hero came in a black shirt and purple tie, he quickly tied it into a small bow while keeping his eyes on mine. "Thank you." Smirking at me he shakes his head.
"I do need a favour, now that you seemingly owe me for fixing your hand." Bugger! Frowning, I cross my arms and pop my hip out in real diva fashion but this only drew a bigger smirk from him. "I need a place to lay low tonight, only tonight I promise."
"Don't you have a lair somewhere close?" Leaning forward his lips seemed to get closer to my own, gulping I try and keep my eyes focused on his own instead of looking at those lips.
"I do but they don't have a beautiful damsel in distress that is only dressed in little shorts and revealing top also outside the Bat is out and flying around." I think my mouth dropped open a little until I reheard his sentence in my head.
"I am so NOT a damsel in distress!" I frown at him while playfully poking him in the chest. Smiling cheekily at me he leans closer making me stumble back until I am pressed into the cupboard, blushing once again, he slides his arms either side of me effectively trapping me.
"Out of all that you only heard damsel in distress, so can I stay tonight?" Laughing I push against his chest softly and walk into my room and go into my cupboard grabbing a duvet and two pillows which I keep in case we ever do have guests, turning back round I see Edward standing in my room looking around.
"Don't act like you haven't seen this room before, I remember you put my knee support in here." I giggle and walk back out into the living room and set up the sofa as a make-shift bed, not hearing footsteps behind me I look round and see Edward hasn't followed me into the living room, huffing I walk back into my room and see him sat on my bed. "Oh no buddy, guests sleep on the sofa!" I announce while walking towards the bed.
"Oh but your bed is so comfy."
"I know, that's why it is MY bed." I smirk and wave my hand in a shoo motion for him to get off the bed.
"We could share?" I can't help but laugh and shake my head.
"You know there's one thing I've learnt, don't mix business and pleasure." His responding grin made me chuckle as I move the little pillows off my bed before I get in.
"I guess this is goodnight then?" Smiling I stand up properly and look at the rogue who is standing there sheepishly, holding in a chuckle I walk towards him until I am in front of him.
"Good night Edward and thank you again for the hand." I grin and quickly give him a kiss on his smooth cheek managing to catch a whiff of his aftershave, pure man with a pint of pine, shaking myself out of my trance I push him gently till he is outside my door and I shut it gently and lock it, just because the man is gorgeous doesn't mean I trust him. Running and jumping on my bed I quickly snuggle down in the covers and pillows letting sleep over take me and try not to let my mind wander towards the rogue in the next room.
Morning comes quickly enough, groaning I rub my eyes and stumble out of bed, unlock my door and peek my head out of the door but alas no Riddler. Walking into the living room properly I see the make-shift bed and duvet folded up neatly, figures clean and OCD, smiling I walk towards the items until I see a sheet of paper on top with green handwriting scrawled across it. Picking it up I can't help the smile that comes to my face.
'Dear Lovely Clara,
I Promised I would only stay the night, thank you for your hostess skills.
I shall keep an eye on your brother and make sure he is not up to anything to roguish! But me and you my dear still need to talk business, I'll be in touch!
Rest that hand!
Yours,
Edward Nigma.'
Oh boy am I in trouble!
Eeek so what did you think? I know it's a little short and it's been a long time in coming but University has killed me over the past few months and inspiration hasn't wanted to show itself! So I hope you enjoyed this :) Love you all!
