Hey everyone, I'm back! YEAH!
I would like to thank everyone for supporting me. It means a lot.
Now as a special gift to myself for my birthday, I am posting the next chapter of the story.
So here is long awaited chapter 2
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At first it was hard to see the blood flowing from my wrist. I felt sick and started shaking a little because it reminded me of how my sister's abused me. However, when I cut myself more and felt the pain flow out of the blood, it was almost peaceful. I hate the pain my sisters caused me. I hated everything they did to me. Bottom line, I hated my sisters. I wish there was a place for me to escape my sister's abuse but there was nowhere for me to go without them finding me and bringing me back. But there was a difference between the pain they caused me and the pain I caused myself. I could control the pain I felt and when I felt it. I could make the pain shrink or grow depending on how hard I pushed on the cuts. I could control when blood was going to seep or flow out of my body. I was in control for once in my life and I would be one hell of an idiot to say I didn't enjoy it.
Unfortunately, I had not really decided I was going to cut my skin until I walked into the park's pool house, so I had nothing to care my new wounds. I found the little bit of metal hanging off one of the devices made to clean the pool. It was only midway through January so no one in town needed anything in the small building so it was one of my favorite places to be alone. Mitch and I would come here when he was still around. Thankfully there was a sink so the blood wouldn't be found but there was no first aid kit that I could see. I had to wait in the building until I had stopped bleeding, and hid the cuts under my jacket. I kept the bit of metal with me, hidden in a back pocket of my backpack. I knew if I carried a real razor blade with me my sisters would find it and use it against me, and then were would my relief come from if every time I cut myself I thought of my sisters cutting me in the same way with the same knife.
I had to wait until my wrist stopped bleeding before I could leave the pool house without looking suspicious. Thank fully not many people were around on this cold January afternoon. I was light headed and my backpack was defiantly feeling heavier now than it did when I left school today. I wished that my house was closer to the park then it really was. I had a long way to walk and I wasn't completely sure I could make it. I had to do it anyway. My powers were unresponsive at best, and my sisters would by no means go out of their way to pick up their sister. I hadn't gotten too far when I felt my knees begin to buckle and give out. My head was spinning and all the trees were all a bluer of blacks, browns and forest greens. Nothing looked right and I felt like I was going to throw up if the world didn't just go back to the way it was supposed to be. I dropped my backpack my body started to sway in small circles, making me even dizzier than I already was. However, just when I expected to fall, I found myself leaning on something solid, but it was also soft and had its own heat source. It took me a second to realize I was resting against a person.
"Hey, are you okay?" The voice asked. I knew it was male, mostly because I could feel the voice rumbling in their chest, even though the coat he wore. It was a comforting feeling. It wasn't like the feeling of cutting my wrist. When I cut my wrists, it was freeing myself from the abusive control of my sisters, but being this close to someone made me feel like I had someone with me. I knew that this was just a random person who came around at the right time to catch me, but it still felt comforting.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I said, pushing away from my support. I didn't know if I was able to stand on my own, but I could not lean up against this random stranger until I knew I could. I doubted he would like that, especially on this cold winter day. I was even starting to feel myself shiver from the cold and the lack of blood to keep my body warm. "I just…" I stopped midsentence when I saw who had been holding me up. I hadn't been this close to this man in a long time, and the few times I had seen him it was only a pacing glance. We never rolled with the same crowd and I never expected that he would catch me if I fell, actually I expected him to be the person who would have push me down. I thought if I was going to be abused, this would be the person to do it. "Butch?" I stared at him and he just stared back, his hands still on either side on my upper arms. His forest green eyes never left my form, and I didn't know whether I felt as safe in his arms as I did when he was just a random person. I knew if I wasn't pale from the blood loose, I would be right now. I didn't know if Butch was going to be aggressive or passive, and as I have said before I would not be able to handle any one of my past enemies in my current state of being.
"Are you sure you're okay, Buttercup? You are looking awfully pale. I know we were once enemies but that doesn't mean anything and it is no reason to lie now, I have no intention of harming you. If I wanted to do that, I would have hurt you already. However, if you want someone you actually trust I could fly you home or the hospital since it's closer than your house." Butch asked, getting a closer look at me. I didn't care for either option if I was really being honest. I knew I had to get back home, but if I walked on my own power I could take as much time as I wanted. The less time I spent around my sister the better. Not to mention that if I went to the hospital they would not only find the cuts that now adorned my wrist, but also the Antidote X in my system. There would be no explanation of the Antidote X because no one would believe me if I said that it was my sisters that were poisoning me, and it would not make sense for me to be poisoning myself with the stuff. Well it wouldn't make sense until they found out that I had cut my own wrists then they would automatically think that I am poisoning myself and they would put me on suicide watch. I did not want to be watched and thought of as some nut case just trying to kill themselves. Then again, if they put me on suicide watch then I would be taken away from my sisters and their abuse.
I took a few steps away from Butch, trying to force a smile on my face with my teeth chattering. I cannot describe how thankful I was that I was able to stand on my own two feet. I was still feeling incredibly light headed but at least my vision had stopped spinning and I could see clearly. I could understand now why I had not been able to make Butch's figure out before I fell. His dark green jacket and black pants would easily blend into a blurry mess of trees and shadows. "Yeah, I'm fine. School was just tiring and I haven't eaten anything since breakfast. Thanks for the concern, but it's not needed." I explained. It hadn't been the complete truth but it wasn't a complete lie either. School had been exhausting and I wish I had just gone straight home so I could take a nap. However, I would not change what I had done to myself in the pool house. I probably would be doing the same thing tomorrow if I had the chance, my sisters may have other plans for me tomorrow. The lie was in the fact that I hadn't eaten since breakfast. The real truth was that I had had a lunch at school. Bubbles always made all three of us nice and healthy lunchboxes, she had done this since we started second grade. I had thrown the lunch up as soon as lunch was over. I knew there was Antidote X in my lunch and to help cleanse my system of the poison, I refused to eat any more food that Bubbles made than I had to. I tried to push past Butch and head home but he stopped me by grabbing my wrist. I was thankful that it was not the wrist with the cuts, I was sure they would start bleeding again if he had grabbed it.
"If you're just hungry, I know a good burger shop just outside the park. What do you say? It's my treat." Butch asked, letting go of me. From his enthusiasm I knew that he would keep trying until I agreed. Truthfully it was a tempting offer. I hadn't had a good cheeseburger in a long time, since Bubbles always said they weren't good for us and made us food every night. I knew they weren't good for you, but that didn't mean that I didn't want to have one every now or then. I tried to think of the bad side of this predicament and came up with none. I got food that tasted good, without any poison in sight; I doubted Butch would be eating any of it if there was a chance that his strength would disappear from eating it. Plus, he said he would pay for it. I didn't really care about money. The Professor had set us up with bank accounts we could use whenever we needed the money, and the town happily gave us money because they were thankful to us for saving them so many times. Not to mention basically every business would give my sisters and I discounts on anything we wanted. So even if Butch did pay, I could get us our food at a really great price. "Come one, for you it's free food, as much as you want." It was almost weird to hear him sound almost desperate trying to get me to go with him. The Butch I remember from my past would never stoup so low at to almost beg to get a girl next to him, not that he ever really needed to. Butch was always the hottest of the three brothers in my opinion, not that I thought much about his appearance. My stomach grumbled, and I knew he heard it because he smirked slightly. However, before I officially agreed to get a bite to eat I wanted to know one thing.
"Why? Why would you do this? And for me of all people" I asked. We were enemies. He was created because the stupid monkey could never beat my sisters and me. We fought on a constant basis when we were younger and until the agreement between my family and the villains of Townsville was created to have a peace between all of us; it looked like it would continue to be that way for, well forever. We haven't spoken to each other since the agreement was finished a few years back, and even then those were words spoken only out of spite and hatred. I wanted to know what had made him want to take me out to eat. I then began to wonder if this was some sort of prank but then pushed it out of my mind. If this was a prank Butch was acting too serious to it, so there had to be another reason for all of this. It was just a matter of what.
Butch shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know." He answered, shoving his hands into his pockets. I couldn't tell if he did that because of the cold or something else. "Think of it as an apology for how badly I beat you up when we were younger." I stared at him for a second. That still didn't really explain why he was doing it but for some reason it made me laugh. I laughed so hard that I was almost doubling over in laughter. It felt great to laugh and be happy with someone who meant me no harm. He looked at me rather confused at my actions, not quite understanding what I had found so amusing about his response. He smiled a little and seemed to relax when my laughter died down a little and I looked up at him.
"I think I was the one who cause you more damage, Mr. I blow up after one kiss on the cheek." I taunted with a smile. Butch laughed a long with me and took a few steps closer. He put his fingers under my chin and made me look up at him. I never really noticed that he was half a head taller than I was. My laughter died as soon as I looked up into his eyes, I didn't know if what he planned on doing and it scared me a little. He just smirked down at me, kindness still in his eyes.
"You know, sweet lips, that problem was fixed a long time ago. You can kiss me all you want now." He said with a smirk and a laugh. I pushed him away playfully, laughing as well. I had heard rumors that Butch was a flirt and I guess it made no difference to him who he was flirting with. I was a strange but welcomed reassurance that I was just another girl to him. We weren't Butch and Buttercup super powered humans created to destroy each other; we were just two teenagers hanging out and going to grab a bite to eat together. I didn't have to be the toughest fighter around him because even if he knew I that was who I am, we could pretend, even from a short amount of time, that we were just normal people going on with normal lives in a normal city. "So are we going?" Butch asked, and I nodded pulling my backpack onto my shoulder. He led me off, and we started chatting as if we had been friends our whole lives.
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"Thanks a lot, Butch, for the meal and everything. I'm glad I came." I smiled when we were close to my house. We hadn't said anything since we had left the burger shop, but it wasn't an awkward silence as we walked. It was dark out but it had been getting dark when I had agreed to go with Butch in the first place, but I would never regret coming. I was glad that I went with Butch. When we walked in to the little shop, people were a surprised that we were walking in together laughing, but really who wouldn't have been surprised to see two enemies acting like lifelong friends. It didn't last long and as we ate and lightly fought no one seemed to mind us unless we got too loud. It had been a long time since I had such a fun, carefree conversation with anyone. If I had to venture a guess, I would guess it would be two years ago when I still had Mitch around. Sure I still have people to talk to a school, but no one I can just talk with. We talked about our sports and out fighting. When the topic of our siblings came up, I tried to steer away from it. I could tell that Butch knew something was up but he didn't say anything about it. Butch had not been exaggerating when he had been complementing the food, it was really good. I would probably say it was the best burgers I had had in a very long time.
"I am too, but I don't think my wallet can say the same." Butch laughed. We were given a discount on our food, much to Butch's pleasure since I ate a lot. Butch ate just as much as I did and the discount helped. I would have cut down on how much I ate normally; I don't really care for it when someone pays for me when I have money of my own. However, I was just really hungry and my hero discount was basically giving us the food for free. Not to mention Butch was basically ordering two of everything on the menu for himself alone.
"Hey, you only have yourself to blame for that one, Butchie Boy. You were the one who said it was an all I can eat buffet, and I had offered to pay for it but would you listen to me? No, you didn't." We both laughed. Butch decided to walk me home for some reason; I don't exactly know why but it was nice. I'm glad he suggested we walked, even with this little outing putting normal food into my body I still would not be able to fly.
"Well, I could always steal some from my brothers if I really need more money. Or the bank also has a nice storage room full of money if I remember correctly." I just rolled my eyes and push his shoulder playfully. I knew he wasn't serious but it was still not a joke I would openly laugh at. He was very capable of robbing the bank if he wanted to and I knew my sisters did not have the strength to take Butch down without me, and they made sure that I wasn't able to do that. I began to wonder if he actually thought of going back to his evil ways. It wasn't a farfetched idea and there wasn't anything really stopping him from doing such a thing, well except the agreement the villains made with my sisters and me. Then again, Butch didn't really have to listen to a small piece of paper agreeing on peace. "Maybe we could hang out like this again tomorrow." Butch said as a passing thought.
"What?" I asked, completely surprised. I stopped walking and looked at him. He seemed confused on my reaction but I wasn't really paying attention to him at the moment. I was trying to process the new situation. Butch wanted to hang out with me again, and I didn't want to say no. I liked hanging with him today. He was cool, fun, and a great guy to be around. We had a lot in common; I guess being counterparts had its advantages in some places. He made me forget about the problems that were going on at my house. When I was with Butch, my sister's were the last things I was thinking about. I began to wonder what would happen if my sisters found out I was hanging with Butch. It wasn't like we were enemies anymore, so it was perfectly fine hanging out with him. But then again, my sister's sense of logic had been twisted for a while. I stared at Butch and he just looked back at me.
"I…I…" I started, really thinking about this. I knew that if I said yes to hanging out tomorrow, it would not make sense to not hang out with him again. But then again, if I didn't want to hang out with him I should not have said yes to today. "I don't think I can hang out tomorrow because the Professor is out of town until next week and Blossom is really cracking the whip on chores and stuff like that. I will have to make up for today as well as tomorrow. But I can hang Wednesday, if you're free."
"Yeah, I don't really do much except play video games all day, so I will see you Wednesday." Butch smiled and I found myself doing the same. I was happy and I would do anything to hang onto that happiness at all cost. I didn't care what my sisters would do to me if they every found out about this, not they ever would if I could help it. We agreed to meet in the pool house after school. I couldn't wait to see him again and he was still by my side. He flew off after and I continued down the street to my house thinking about Wednesday. When I was in front of my house I could see my sisters and I could see how angry they looked. I took a deep breath before I walked through the door way, already preparing myself for the world of hurt I was about to return to.
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There you go the second chapter. Happy Birthday, Me :)
I will try to get the third chapter up as soon as I can.
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