Omega Kid
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the Kick-Ass comic or film written by Mark Miller, or any guest characters from other Kick-Ass fanfic's they are owned by their own writers and creators. However, all rights and characters for Omega Kid belong to me and are owned by me alone. So if anyone wants to ever use any characters or anything else from this story for a special chapter or fic will have to ask first...but don't worry, there's a 99% chance I'll say yes.
Note: Just wanted to add that there is a quick mention of the character Abby Adriene/American Woman who is owned by fellow fanfic writer and friend BrenRome. So, on with the next chapter.
Chapter 46: Me and I
''This can't be happening.'' That's all I can say at the moment as Rachael and I watch the news in her room.
On the screen was Amanda Linea reporting with a large picture of Hunter in the background, I knew already this wasn't good before she even spoke. ''There are still no leads into the whereabouts of the murderer who goes by the name of Hunter. Hunter was reported to have been defeated by the superhero Omega Kid and his partners, however she is believed to have disappeared as the arrest was taking place. Three police officers have been taking into custody in suspicion of corruption and helping the convict escape…''
I couldn't listen to anymore as I turned off the TV. My head dropped into my hands and I felt like pulling out all my hair once more, it's a good thing I don't otherwise I'd be looking for wigs right about now. Rachael placed her arm around my shoulder and forced me to lean on her. ''There's nothing you could have done.''
''I know, it's just after all that, the amount of times she's almost killed us and when we finally have her. She's helped out by some cops who probably just wanted a bigger pay rise.''
''You caught her once, you can do it again!''
''I'm just afraid of who I'm going to lose before that happens.'' I muttered.
Rachael placed her hand on my cheek and forced me to look at her. ''You are not going to lose anyone you hear me? You're all use to these types of situations; you can make it out of this without losing anyone. And don't ever talk like that again.''
I was finding it difficult to make eye contact with her knowing she was always this worried about me, she's just really good at hiding it, except for when she's not afraid to let it out. ''Sorry, just…never mind. You're right, we'll catch her again.''
''I'm always right!'' She teases. ''After all, who is the counsellor here?''
''Oh you're not still going on about that…''
''Yes I am, because being executive of the club it is my duty to scout for students I think will do well helping others…and who better than my boyfriend who's not only a crime fighting superhero, but is also the kindest, most polite and mature person I know.''
''Just because I'm those things doesn't automatically qualify me as a counsellor helper person.''
''Really? So you didn't help Stella through her times with Jason and Toxin, leading her to become a superhero? You didn't help Megan get her confidence, enough so she could tell the world she was lesbian and proud of it? You haven't risked your lives for friends, and even people you don't know? And you didn't save my cousin…''
''Alright, alright, and the verdict is still out on the last one!'' I joked. I looked at her and knew she wasn't going to back down from this, you know what? So what if this means my chances of getting on the football team are now slim, they were anyway. I guess helping people is just in my blood, and plus that would mean more time with Rachael…and less time in class. I sighed in defeat. ''Okay, I'll do it!''
She squealed with delight and hugged me tightly; taking this chance I rolled on top of her and started tickling her. ''No, not again, stop!'' She gasped out but I just kept on until she grabbed both my hands to stop me. For a brief second I was worried about the position we were in, and afraid of another repeat of 'the almost'. But that feeling melted away along with me as our lips met, and became more heated as it went along.
Eventually I lost track of where my hands were, and I really didn't care at the moment, no I should care. I feel the fabric of her shirt on my fingers, oh crap I'm actually going under her shirt, I'm going to do something I shouldn't in a second…and it was so hard to stop. Just when I thought I was about to do something I would regret, Rachael does it first, as her hand brushes against my jeans. I gasp suddenly causing both of us to jump apart from each other.
''Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I was…I just…I'm sorry I…'' She stuttered shocked by what just happened.
''It's okay, don't worry about it.'' I tried to calm her down but I was still freaking out about it as well. We just sat for a second, silence taking its cue to settle the situation.
''We really need to control this thing.'' Rachael finally said.
''No kidding.'' I agreed.
''Oh man I'm so sorry about that.'' She apologised once more.
''It's okay…we…we stopped so…no worries. And I know it's not time, when you're ready I'm ready.'' I said quickly just trying to get this subject. The last thing I was expecting was Rachael to gently kiss me on the lips and then pull back. ''What was that for?'' I asked.
''For being you,'' Was her answer, and that was good enough for me. Then after a few seconds of silence she started giggling to herself. I gave her a look to ask what she was thinking of, she gave me a sly smirk before saying. ''Although you did seem pretty excited down there.''
''Wh..I…um…a…that…that was so uncalled for!'' I babbled out as she started laughing her head off. Come on how would any guy react if they were in the same situation? Before I could embarrass myself anymore, my phone rang and Jenna wanted me back home. Rachael led me to the door. ''So see you tomorrow.''
''Sure, I'll try to fix a position up for you as a counsellor. Oh boy, that sounded so wrong!'' She giggled uncontrollably. It took me a moment before I got what she said, and soon I was laughing as well with her. Once I found my breath and stopped, I kissed her gently. ''And what was that for?'' She asked mocking me in my own voice.
''For being you.'' I replied in my best impression of her voice. She smiled at me one last time before closing the door. Oh boy, I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight.
Well thankfully I did, but only a few hours. I couldn't get the thoughts out of my head of what almost happened. I mean I had a feeling we would…you know…do it eventually, but it's just scaring thinking about how it might happen sooner than I think. And there's other aspects like what if I'm not good enough? What if I mess up somehow? Life loves to torment the hormonally struck teenagers.
''Thomas! Beam back down to us!'' Alex called out from the other side of the cafeteria table. It was just me and the bros at the table for lunch, I hardly spoke to them all day, and I think they were starting to suspect something. ''What's up with you? You've been slouchy all day.''
''I just…I didn't get a lot of sleep last night.''
''Oh what, Rachael keep you up all night?'' He teased. I flinched, just a little, but it was enough for Alex and Steph to see and get an idea of what might have happened. Their eyes wide and their mouths dropped with their hairs standing on end. ''Holy crap you two did it!'' Alex nearly shouted to the whole school.
''No, we didn't do it!''
''Oh Thomas I can't believe this, what was it like?'' Alex kept asking me.
''We didn't do it!''
''Does Rachael really look like a Goddess?'' Steph asked.
''Yeah but…no, no, not like that. We didn't do it!''
''So what positions did you try?'' Alex asked.
''WE DIDN'T DO IT! DON'T YOU TWO UNDERSTAND ENGLISH?'' I practically yelled at the top of my voice. The stares were coming thick and fast, but Alex and Steph didn't really care about them, all their attention was on me. Oh please, just let Hunter show up and kill me now to put me out of my misery…no, no, I take that back! Don't let her show up!
All this commotion that went on, I hardly noticed Megan taking a seat next to us. ''What's going on here?''
Alex leaned closer to her and whispered. ''Thomas and Rachael got funky last night!''
''We didn't get…funky? Who says funky anymore?''
''Still in style.'' Alex replied.
Megan just took one long look at me before smiling. ''They didn't do it!'' Thank you Megan and your scary ability to read people well.
''How can you tell?'' Alex asked her.
Megan blushed lightly before continuing. ''Well…as someone who has had…experience, I would know.''
''Alright then, but they must have been close right?'' He asked her. All three looked at me waiting for my defence, but I had none. This pretty much gave them their answer. ''Dude, how close?''
''Guys this is really messing with my head right now, I really don't know what to think about all this.''
''It's life,'' Megan said. ''People will all go through it eventually, you're just going through yours.''
''Couldn't life come with a strategy guide or help book, anything to help.''
''So this is serious?'' Alex asked me. I simply nodded to him. ''Hey no problem man, you don't want to talk about it, I won't bring it up.''
''Thanks, I just need something else to keep me occupied.''
''Hey Thomas!'' A voice called out.
''Anything but Kevin!'' I grumbled under my breath.
''Thought you were on friendly terms with him now?'' Megan asked.
''I am. But after all this sex stuff in my head, I don't think I can handle another Omega Kid question at the moment.''
''Don't worry about it,'' I could hear Kevin as he pulled up a chair and sat down next to me, thank God he only heard the last part of what I said. ''In fact, this question you can't get wrong, it's your opinion.''
''Can we wait another day for this, I'm really not in the mood.''
''You've never been in the mood anyway. And no, this question is specific for today. What are your thoughts on the Omega Kid TV series?''
I was actually surprised by this question, not because it wasn't some right or wrong question that he over exaggerates, but also cause from my memory Kevin doesn't even like the series, even trying to boycott it after the pilot. ''Umm…it's okay I guess, the story is getting a bit confusing…''
Alex then interrupted. ''Not to mention the fact they falsely advertised Edgar Wright's name on it, he was producer for one episode and that was it.''
I ignored Alex's little rant and turned to Kevin. ''So why are you asking me that question?''
''Just wanted to know. I personally think the series is a shambles and just mocks everything Omega Kid stands for,'' Well I wouldn't say mocks, it just goes over the top, and I made peace with the series anyway so…''Oh, and the next episode is also being filmed down the street.''
Our table just fell into silence once those words leave Kevin's lips. ''What?'' I gasped out.
''I think they're filming episode 16 down the street, using that old abandoned building for a set. Don't really give a hoot. And neither should any of you, that series brings disgrace to Omega Kid. I bet he's probably miles away from the set right now. Catch you later!'' Kevin he waved before walking off.
Once he was out of sight, I got up from my seat faster than you could say fan and was already at the door until Alex, Steph and Megan stopped me. ''Where are you going?''
''Where do you think? I'm going to see my series being made.''
''Are you sure that's a good idea?'' Steph asked.
''Why wouldn't it be?''
Megan answered for him. ''Remember, some people still haven't let you off the hook since you were ousted as Omega Kid. If people see you near the set…''
''They can't accuse me of being Omega Kid again just because I'm near the set, if it's right down the street of our school then I can just say I was at the right place at the right time. Come on, I really want to see it being filmed. Actually get a first glance look at my costume Hollywood style and…''
''You just want Logan Lerman's autograph!'' Alex said.
''And I want Logan Lerman's autograph. Come on, not even an hour. Just one hour, that's all I'm going for, just to see it being filmed.''
Megan still didn't look sure about this, I can understand she was worried for me, but I really wanted to see this. Alex seemed to be in deep though with his fingers stroking his chin. ''Will Miley Cyrus be there?''
''I think so…''
''Good enough for me!'' He said before grabbing my arm and pulling me out of the door along with him.
''You know I find it sad how easy it is to sneak out of school!'' Alex muttered to me. I didn't really pay much attention to what he was saying; the two of us, along with a large gathering of people were standing just beyond the set that was being used for the scene. There caravans set up, the lights and cameras were all set and I could see people running about frantically…however no sign of any of the cast.
''When are they going to start shooting?'' I ask impatiently to no one really.
''We've been waiting for twenty minutes now, do TV series normally take this long to have things ready?''
''Wouldn't think so…hey, I think I can see my costume!''
''Where?''
''Right there!'' I pointed in between two of the caravans, and in the distance, sitting on a construction desk, I could see the mask…my mask! It didn't really look that different to mine in terms of style and design, but I could tell the material was different, and it looked a lot more seamless and that it could fit really well. Hey, I had no budget with mine so I wasn't expecting mine to win an Oscar for costume design.
''You heard any news about them bringing Ultra Kid into the show?'' Alex asked me.
''Don't know, you know what Hollywood is like these days, they can't think of anything original.''
''Unless they hire Christopher Nolan. Speaking of which I've never understood the ending of Inception, see when he…'' As Alex went on I noticed something that made my insides turn. There was some guy approaching the mask at the table, there was no one around to guard it and this guy certainly wasn't part of the crew…after all why would he have been waiting with the crowd since Alex and I got here. Before anyone could notice, the guy sneaks the mask under his jacket and takes off.
''THAT GUY STOLE THE MASK!'' I shouted.
''Stole? Who? What?'' Alex babbled but I was already sprinting after the thief. Thanks to my outburst, other people noticed him and that the masked had disappeared along with him. However, he'd already sprinted away from the crowd, and I was the closest one to catch him.
Just when it looked like I had caught up with him; he stopped in his tracks, and spun around towards me…with a pocket knife in his hand. Adrenaline and reflexes save my life once more, as I swerve out of the way while grabbing his arm and flinging him to the ground. I rolled back to my feet, despite dodging the attack, the stinging sensation on my chest made it clear how close this guy almost had me.
He got back up and tried to jab at me with his knife; the fall obviously dazed him as he wasn't walking or jabbing straight. Soon enough, I grabbed his arm as he missed, and hooked his leg with my own knocking him to the ground. Before he could escape, I flipped up and slammed my foot in his stomach before swinging my leg right into his face. All that extra training with Donavan's Shadow Men seems to have paid off.
Soon enough, Alex caught up with me along with other members of the public who had decided to follow. The security guards and officers on duty around the set arrived and grabbed hold of the guy who was still trying to cling on to the mask like his life depended on it. For good reason though, apparently that mask would fetch about 50 grand. Before being led away he turned to me and started cursing at me Samuel L Jackson style before then saying something I couldn't work out. ''Baszogat! Baszogat!'' He screamed.
Alex approached me, instantly noticing the cut across my shirt and chest. ''You alright.''
''Just a scratch. Got to admit that training paid off, if I was a split second slower…'' I stopped myself not wanting to think about it.
''What was he calling you anyway? Baszogat?''
''I have no clue!'' I replied bluntly.
''Excuse me?'' Some guy called out and walked over to us holding the mask I saved. ''Are you the young man that stopped the thug?''
''Yeah.''
''Well, I'm Sean Jones, and on behalf of the entire cast and crew of the series, we thank you. With all the delays we've been having as it is, losing the mask would surely have made it impossible to finish this episode in time.''
''Well…I was just at the right place at the right time.''
He nodded and then looked at me with some interest. ''Apparently some eye witnesses you displayed terrific fighting abilities.''
''I've had a bit of training.''
''Any in the field of stunts?''
My eyebrow shot up a bit. ''It might be in the same field.''
He nodded once more. ''See the problems we've been having, both of Logan's stunt doubles have suffered from food poisoning this morning. We've been trying to hire others who have experience in stunts and fight scenes, as well as resemble Logan in a far-shot or quick shot appearance. How would you like to fill it out?''
Have you ever had that feeling where you think you just fainted but really haven't, the world just seems to have taken away the gravity around you and it makes you feel lightheaded? That's how I feel at the moment. ''Me to be the stunt double for Logan?''
''Of course it's just for one day until our original stunt team gets well again, and the pay might not be…''
''I'll do it!'' I cut in before he could change his mind.
''Oh thank you, you're saving the series you are. What's your name?''
''Thomas…Thomas Lanks!''
''Well then Thomas, just let me talk to some people and we'll try to get you in costume. Thank you again, I guess the least we could do is make you Omega Kid for the day.'' He said to me before walking off to talk with some of the crew, leaving me rooted to the spot. Okay no joke, I really am going to faint.
''Thomas!'' Alex scream whispered at me with excitement. ''You're going to be in your own series!''
''I know, I know!'' I gasped out unable to hold back my joy as the two of us jumped around like we just won the Euro millions…to me this is exactly what it feels like.
Not even an hour later I was sent in for a fitting of my costume, I didn't get a proper look at it until after they took my measurements to make sure I would actually fit in the suit. They even gave me contact lenses to make sure I could get away with looking like Logan Lerman, oh man I still haven't met him yet. Not that I really care once I finally get to see myself in my costume…a better version might I add.
The material was much smoother and less itchy, it gleamed in the lamp light of the costume department I was in, it was so easy to move around in it and it looked like it actually fit me better than my real one. I'm actually going to be on TV, sure no one will see my face and apparently it's just one scene until the other stunt doubles get better, but hey I'm not an actor anyway so I don't really care.
KNOCK! KNOCK! I heard coming from the door, I opened it and Alex stepped in. ''Oh yeah, now that is awesome!'' Was the first thing he said.
''Tell me about it, I feel like I'm dreaming. I'm getting paid to be someone I already am.''
''I know, how much are they paying you?''
''£55!''
''Is that it?'' He asked in shock.
''It's only two stunts, and they're not as life threatening cause I'm only 16 so they can't make me do too much. Still, not that money is the thing for me in this.''
''Why not? You're Omega Kid every other day of the week, you should get paid once in a while. Speaking of which, has Sean Jones mentioned anything about Ultra Kid in the show? Cause if he does, just tell him I'm perfect for the role!'' I smirked and rolled my eyes at him. ''What? It's the truth. It's like Sylvester Stallone playing Rocky, there's the one and only. What's this?'' He pointed to the wall behind me.
I looked back and on the wall, there was a billboard with pictures of the cast and crew with notes on their personality and experience. Sean said he always does that for his shows to get people to learn more about their co-workers quicker. ''Oh that's just showing the crew of the series.''
Straight away, Alex's finger hovers over the Miley Cyrus picture. ''If you got a make-out scene with her, I'd be so jealous.''
''You're not jealous now?'' I teased him.
''Nope, Ultra Kid is the only role for me…or maybe Naruto!''
I laughed at his comment until my eyes stuck onto one picture in particular. It took me a second or two until I knew for certain I recognised that face, and my heart sunk. ''Alex, look!'' I pointed to the picture in questions, and he recognised it too…it was the guy from earlier, who tried to steal the mask, and he was apparently the cook?
''What the hell?'' Alex questioned, probably just as confused as I was at the moment. ''Gordon Sopron? Sopron?''
''What?''
''Sopron isn't a person's name. In Geography it's a city in…'' He stopped in mid sentenced and paled. I looked at him waiting for him to speak, he turned to me looking like he just saw a ghost or worse…Crystal in her bra and panties, why did I have to put that image in my head? Alex continued. ''Sopron is a city in Hungary!''
I gulped as the realisation sunk in. Two of the stunt doubles suffer from food poisoning, a man that tries to steal the mask is somehow the cook for this show and those words he spoke to me earlier…they must have been Hungarian. ''Crap!'' We both spoke before dashing out of the costume run and making a run for the kitchen in the building next door.
I managed to sneak past most of the guards cause of me being a part of the set, and sneak around the paparazzi helped by my Nike jumper that covered most of the suit. Eventually Alex and I made it to the kitchen, it wasn't that large, but big enough for someone to hide in, because once the two of us got there it was empty.
''You think he knew we were coming?'' Alex asked me. I thought not since how could he. Just then I could hear whistling coming from the door on the other side, and at that moment, the Hungarian Cook stepped in carrying a heavy bag of rice. Instantly, he sees and recognises both of us. He panics a little but doesn't run as he edges slowly back towards the door.
''Vajon most talál meg?'' He said.
''We don't speak Hungarian!'' I told him.
I don't know whether he can understand English or not, he just smiles devilishly at me, more and more this guy just reminds me of a psychotic Gordon Ramsey…okay there already is the psychotic part. ''Úgy néz ki letöltése I. megölni a tényleges ómega Kecskebakot minden után.''
''Did he say Omega? I couldn't tell!'' I asked Alex, and this was distracting enough for him to have the time to throw the bag of rice right towards us. We both roll on either side, avoiding the bag, and good thing, it must have weighted a ton the way it crashed to the ground. I looked up but he was already out of the door and making a run for it. ''Get help, I'll go after him!'' I called to Alex.
''You going to be okay alone?''
''Hopefully he's still not the best fighter.'' I replied to him and somewhat said to myself as well. I took off after him, praying he wasn't a fast runner either. I turned a hallway BAM! And I get a face full of Hungarian knuckle sandwich, knocking me to the ground. He brings out a large kitchen knife from inside his suit and tries to jab me with it.
I jump and evade his attacks; then from his other hand he throws what I think is pepper at me, I swerve around saving my eyes BAM! But then he kicks me in the side knocking me down again. He jabs again; I grab hold of his arm. BAM! BAM! I give him a double punch to the face, dazing him slightly, but he just uses his strength and throws him over him and on the cold hard ground once again.
He plunged his knife down for me, I held onto his arm using every ounce of strength I had to stop him in place. ''So what? Why go after the Omega Kid series?'' I asked.
''Bosszút teszi itt nem nehéz dolog.'' He told me gleefully.
''Why do I even bother asking?''
BAM! I kick him in the ribs (no pun intended), he grunts and flinches just enough for me to flip him over and get the upper hand again. However, before I could capitalize on his downfall, he throws another dash of pepper at me, this time hitting me right in the eyes. I scream at my eyes start burning like hell, tears were flowing freely and now I was blind. I tried to back away somewhere hoping to get away long enough for my vision to return…
''AHHHH!'' That's now impossible as I feel a sharp cut go across my upper leg. I now held onto the wound, praying once more that I wasn't bleeding too hard. BAM! With one kick I'm knocked to the ground, my back hitting the wall hard. I could just barely see that my leg was bleeding heavily as I tried to keep pressure on the wound. And Cook was hovering above me, knife ready to strike.
''Booya!'' Alex calls out as he fly-kicks Cook in the shoulder, knocking him aside. Then sweeping at his legs, causing him to crash to the ground. Alex flips back onto his feet to defend me as Cook takes off once more. It looks like Alex thinks about chasing after him, but he stops and turns back to me. ''Thought you said you could handle him yourself?''
''I could, but he was using guerilla tactics.'' I replied, and then yelped in pain as my leg started throbbing.
''Least it wasn't your arm again,'' Alex joked. ''And a good thing the cut wasn't a few inches higher, or you and Rachael really wouldn't be able to do it.''
''That's not funny.'' I told him seriously, but his giggled made me giggle too. Even with a cut leg I still find time to laugh, maybe I'm turning into the psychotic one.
Cook got away; police searched the area but couldn't find anything. I managed to get my leg stitched up and my eyes were improving, shame my ears couldn't heal like they could. After seeing the medics I limped back over to the set to find Alex, and we both decided to find Sean to see what thanks he had to give me now.
''We don't need you anymore!''
''What?''
''I didn't mean to make that as harsh as it sounded, but our stunt doubles have recovered. Apparently, one of them has a distinctive stomach digestive system so the…whatever this Cook put in it didn't affect him as much. Whereas the other was allergic to half the food so didn't eat as much, they're both fine now and ready to get this filming underway.''
My one chance at the big time just dashed right before my eyes, I tried to hide my frustration as best I can. ''That's good, glad they're okay.'' I was being honest about that, but couldn't they have got better after I had my chance?
''Thank you once again, the both of you. I'll be sure to mention both of you in the credits of this episode.'' He said before walking off. Now was my chance to kill him and make it look like an accident, but Alex pulled me away.
''Are they still going to pay you?'' He asked me.
''For the hospital bill yeah.''
''Hey, I didn't get anything.'' Alex muttered making me laugh.
I was so busying laughing that I didn't notice the person in front of me and accidently bumped into him. ''Oh man, I'm sorry!'' I apologized.
''Don't worry, it's no problem.'' The person said…Holy shizzam! I just bumped into none other than Logan Lerman!
''You're…you're…'' I babbled out, but thankfully Alex nudged me gently stopping me from going into a fanboy frenzy. ''Sorry, I wasn't paying that much attention.''
''It's no problem…you're the person that saved the mask right?'' He asked me.
''I helped!'' Alex interrupted.
Logan chuckled lightly. ''Well thanks again, you probably saved the show. If there's anything you need…''
Alex cut in again. ''Well see we were promised a pay and then…'' Before he could continue I covered his mouth with my hand and pulled him away.
''It's nothing, glad to help.'' I was about to leave when a thought came to my head. ''Well actually, there is one thing…''
Alex just glared at me as we both left the set, and I held my Percy Jackson and the Lightening Thief book, now with Percy Jackson him self's signature written across the first page. ''Why were you carrying that book in your bag anyway?'' He asked me.
''I always carry a Percy Jackson book in my bag; it's a good luck charm. Besides I think I deserve it for saving the show.''
Alex just rolled his eyes. ''Why would Cook want to stop this series anyway?''
''I asked him in the fight, but of course I didn't get a word he said.''
''Hold on!'' Alex stopped before scuffling in his pockets and pulling out an IPhone. ''Do you remember at least one word?''
I didn't say anything at first. ''When did you get an IPhone?''
''I didn't, it's my mother's!''
''You stole your mum's IPhone?''
''Borrowed, now quick a word he said.''
I thought hard trying to remember something, but the words were all just jumbled up in my head. Until one came to mind. ''He said something like Bosszút.''
''Okay, give me a second!'' He typed the word on the screen and switched the translation to Hungarian, after a few seconds the word came up, and it was a word that made my spine tingle in fear.
''Revenge?''
''Revenge against you?'' Alex asked me, but I just shook my head. If it really was, why go after the stunt team and not the actually cast? It's like he wanted to stop the show but not make it too suspicious on sabotage.
Then something else came to mind. ''Oh yeah, what did the other guy say? Baszogat?''
Alex typed away on that and the words came up, but I couldn't see what they said. ''What did he say? What did he call me?'' I asked frantically.
''Baszogat means…'' Alex held up the IPhone to my face where I read on the screen. 'F*** you!'
''Oh.''
To Be Continued…