Jenn had walked in her apartment, cursing and fuming with anger. Donna had seemed to be friendly with Kor. Now Kori would never believe her if she told her. She threw her coat on the couch. She took a seat at the dinner table and dug her face in her hands and wondered what she should do. She also wondered what Kori's reaction would be once she would find out.
She sighed and hoped she wasn't making such a big deal out of it. She only saw Donna give a small kiss… on the lips, to Roy. Maybe she missed his cheek. Jenn shook her head and wondered why she was defending them.
''Sutpid Jenn.'' She picked up the phone and stared at it. ''I have to tell her.'' She began to dial Kori's phone number but quickly put the phone down. She grabbed Richard's shirt. ''First, I sell his shirt.'' She grinned evilly.
In a matter of few minutes, she took out her camera, took a picture of the shirt and plugged it in her computer. Jenn sat in front of her computer and started to type. As she got to the e-bay website she looked around and clicked on sell. ''I'm gonna be rich!''
She read whatever was written… ''What are you selling? I'm selling Richard's shirt you piece of crap!'' she yelled at the computer screen. ''Enter several words. For example: star wars acntion figures… Ew. Okay…'' she began to type… ''Richard Grayson's t-shirt.''
Select a category.
She browsed the categories from clothes to accessories to toys. ''Isn't there supposed to be a category for Richard's stolen stuff? Anyhow…'' she picked Clothes and Accessories.
She was then asked to describe the piece of merchandise and the cost. She began to type once again. ''White t-shirt, simple but that has class. Once belonged to famous Richard Grayson. Cost: 200$.''
She read it once again and shook her head. She erased and wrote once again…
''White t-shirt, simple but that has class. Unleashes exact same odor as the owner; Richard Grayson. This t-shirt was the owner's favorite. Cost: 250$. Item entered by Kori Anders.''
She erased 250$and typed 1000$, and then grinned evilly. She then downloaded the picture and everything was perfect. ''Jenn is evil and she likes it.''She picked up the phone and started to dial Karen's number to tell her about this. As it rang, Jenn picked up the shirt and examined it from all sides. But something that had staying tangled in the shirt, fell.
She looked at the floor and gasped. She hung up and picked up the small device. It was his iPod.
In a rush, she clicked on Sell Other Item.
But before she could do anything else, someone knocked on the door. ''Jennifer Hexe.'' The person yelled.
It sounded like a member of the FBI. She froze. ''Yeah?''
''Delivery!''
She walked to the door and opened it. ''Delivery of what?''
He shoved a giant box in her face. ''Of this. From a … Wally West guy. Take it.'' He threw it to her. She caught it and signed a paper. ''Thanks and have a nice day.'' He said waving his hand, Kitten-style.
She closed the door behind her and quickly opened the box. She grabbed the dress that was neatly folded in the box and held it before her. She ran to the bathroom to try it on. After she got undressed, she unzipped the back of the dress and tried to put it on. She desperately tried to squeeze her hips in it. When she had finally done so, she zipped the dress back up and stared at herself in the mirror.
It would look pretty, if her name were Paris Hilton.
It was a snakeskin mini dress that was extremely tight on her. Her hips looked huge as well as her breasts. She tried to take deep breaths but it was so tight that she couldn't. Jenn bent down to grab the box and read whatever was written on it, until she heard the noise of something that had just torn.
She sighed loudly and grabbed the box and read; Made in China. Made with real snakeskin.
She screamed and tore the dress off her body and quickly put her clothes, made of 100 cotton, back on. Grabbing her purse she ran out the door.
She opened her cell phone and sent a text message to Karen.
She was in desperate need of shopping time.
But she stopped and thought for a moment.
''First, I sell Richard's iPod.''
Wally stared at the golden ring before him and waited for a salesman. It would be his third time ring shopping. A particular ring caught his eye. It was made of gold, with a small ruby in the center. It was simple, but very pretty and expensive.
''May I elp you?'' a man with a French accent asked, as he approached him.
Wally stared at his moustache then, back at the rings. ''Yeah. I'm looking for a ring.''
The man pointed at the store. ''Dis storr only sells rrrrings, ma friend.'' He said.
Wally sighed loudly. ''No, what I mean is, I'm looking for a wedding ring.''
The old man had a huge smile printed on his face. ''Oh. Monsieur will propose?''
''Well. Duh.'' He raised an eyebrow. ''Would you have any suggestions? What do you think women like? I've already bought two rings and lost them, so God must be trying to tell me I've been making the wrong choice or something.''
The man stepped behind the counter and raised his sleeves to his elbows. ''To know what a woo-man likes, you must tink like a woo-man!'' he answered poetically.
''But I'm not a woman.''
''That's what I say! Yu must tink like one! Tink, mon ami.'' He smiled.
Wally sighed and looked around, spotting many different styles of rings. ''If I were to be a girl, I would pick something pretty—but not too queen-of-England. Maybe not too girlish either, cause I'f be stuck with it during the rest of my life—''
''—Of you're married life!'' the salesman corrected as he got lost in his thoughts.
''Touché.'' He paused, and then continued. ''Nor too expensice, that way my boyfriend won't be broke.'' He sighed, discouraged. ''Girls are too complicated for my little mind.''
''Well you're marrying one.''
''You just sounded American!'' he gave him a high five.
The salesman licked his finder and twirled his moustaches in thought. ''Okay, star wid something simple… anyting!''
Wally leaned against the counter and looked around. ''Do you have any—Jenn!'' he ducked behind the counter.
The salesman eyed him ''I've never heard of jenns, but I do have jems. The best in town.'' He held some in his hand.
Wally got up and grabbed the man by the arm. ''Jenn'' he specified, pointing his finger at the girl who had just walked by the store. ''My future fiancé.''
The man's face light up. ''I hate got a brilliant idea.'' His French accent still took over. ''Merveilleux.'' He walked away towards the door.
Even though Walyl didn't understand anything he said, he really didn't like the sound of it. ''Hey! Dude! Get back here!''
But the man just walked away, screaming mademoiselle. He grabbed Jenn by the arm and led her inside. She tried to tug her arm her arm away but she didn't want to tare his arm off too. He was old and she did take karate lessons once.
Wally went back in his hiding place and got ready for the worst.
''Ma name in Quentin, manager of dis shop!''
Jenn looked around, wondering why she accepted to follow him. ''Nice…'' she replied with not much enthusiasm. Why didn't she tare his arm off? It would spare her time here…
''You have been chosen par moi to be part of a statistic!'' he said, raising his index in class.
''…'' was all she had to say in confusion. She should have torn his arm off.
He read her mind. ''I want to know what ring is the most popular.'' He smiled innocently.
Wally took a mental note to never accept the help of a ring salesman who didn't know how to lie.
''Oh.'' She responded in understanding. She started to walk around, staring at the rings. Then she spotted one and pointed her finger at it. ''This one.'' It was a golden ring with a small ruby placed in the center.
''Fine choice, fine choice.'' Quentin said, leading her out. She stared at him weirdly then walked out on her own, thanking him for some unknown reason.
Wally got up once again and sighed happily. Quentin opened the glass door and picked up the ring. ''I'm guessing you'll be taking this one.''
Wally pulled his wallet out of his back pocket. ''I guess I have no other choice.''
He paid the man then walked out.
''Don't touch that. Unless you want a broken neck.'' Karen yelled at Gar who was observing a painting.
''My neck is perfectly fine the way it is.'' Gar said as he touched his neck gently.
They were arguing like this for hours it was now one in the afternoon. Karen was soon going to explode of anger, Wally had left to buy another ring, Vic was laughing along with Xavier who had finally finished polishing his mirror.
Karen looked at Xavier. ''You ran out of spit?''
''Xavier? Run out of spit? Every time Kori walks in the room he starts to drool.'' Gar said.
Xavier stared at him angrily. ''You better stop talking or else you'll get a broken neck and a broken jaw.''
''My jaw is perfectly the way it is.''
''Not to me, it isn't.'' he mumbled under his breath as he cracked his knuckles.
Richard sat back down in his chair and sighed. ''My shirt is gone I don't understand.'' He wondered. ''So is my iPod.''
Xavier smiled to himself. ''Maybe Kori took them as a souvenir.''
Karen laughed and continued tipping a message on her cell phone.
''Believe me, I could have given her better souvenirs than that.'' He answered, perversely.
Karen gasped. ''I've got to text-message that to Kor.''
''Techno-geek.'' Richard walked over to her and grabbed her cell phone. ''No way. Then she might never talk to me again.'' He turned around and starting reading her last message.
''HEY BUDDY. You're violating my privacy.'' Karen screamed madly.
He didn't answer.
''Hey! You rotten piece of white chocolate! Give it!''
He didn't move.
She grabbed his pants and pulled them down. He let go of the cell phone in shock, and she caught it. ''Works every time with dorks.''
He pulled his pants up before they could see more of his yellow boxers. Karen gasped at the sighed of them and took a picture. ''This is priceless!'' she said as se took more pictures. ''But it's worth a lot on e-bay…''
Gar laughed really loudly as he pointed at Richard, now red as a tomato. Richard walked over to him and pulled his pants down. ''Lets see who's laughing now. '' he said, as he laughed sarcastically.
Gar pulled Richard's pants down once again and stared at him angrily.
Vic looked at Xavier, with an evil grin. ''Don't even think about it. I wore a belt.'' Vic gave him a high five. ''Great minds think alike.''
Wally walked in; ready to show off the new ring he bought. ''Hey guys! Look at what—woah.''
Everybody stopped talked. Karen took more pictures. ''What the hell? You guys really have mental problems.'' Wally said, crossing his arms. ''You've really gotta see a psychiatrist.'' He recommended.
Both guys pulled their pants back up. Karen sat in front of her pc and started to download the pictures.
Wally resumed. ''As I was going to say before I was rudely interrupted, look at the ring I've bought for Jenn.'' He said as he wiggled his eyebrows. He lifted the ring up, as if it was a trophy.
''How many rings are you gonna give her?'' Vic asked. ''Isn't this the third one you've bought?''
Wally cleared his throat. ''I returned them all for this one.'' He lied. ''I wanted her to have the best.''
''AW.'' They all chanted.
''What a gentleman.'' Karen said, as she tipped something. Then, she looked up at Richard and smiled. ''Richard, my friend, you are now well known thanks to moi!''
Richard stared at the screen and his eyes widened.
''No need to thank me.''
''You're selling the pictures? You're dead man— woman, Karen.''
Vic turned his head to face Richard. ''You kill Karen and I kill you, bring you back to life and kill you again.''
Richard sighed in defeat then stared back at the screen. ''You're selling them for a thousand dollars? Do you know how this could hurt my reputation?'' he asked. ''Isn't that my shirt?''
''And you're iPod?'' she added, not surprised at all.
Richard's jaw fell. ''Why is all my stuff on e-bay?''
Karen shrugged. ''I have no idea.'' Came a very calm answer. She wasn't surprised at all, especially after receiving a text message from Jenn, which explained everything.
He read, '''White t-shirt, simple but that has class. Unleashes exact same odor as the owner; Richard Grayson. This t-shirt was the owner's favorite. Cost: 1000$. Item entered by Kori Anders.''
Xavier cleared his throat, trying really hard not to laugh.
''Kori's making money while I'm half naked?''
''Get over yourself.'' Karen replied.
He walked out the studio as Karen sighed.
It was a cold Tuesday night. Kori was lying down on her bed, listening to the rain hit her window in the dark. Roy was out, working. She was secretly happy about that. She turned to the side and stared at the small hairpin. She picked it up and started at it.
It was proof that they had slept together. They didn't touch their food, the wine bottle was empty and not to mention the undergarment Kori found under the bed. It didn't belong to her. She violently threw the hairpin on the wall and heard it fall to the floor.
Silence reigned once again.
She called Jenn but nobody answered.
Same thing with Rachel.
A box of chocolate laid next to her. She sight every time she would grab a piece. But of course, chocolate always seemed to calm her down. It also helped her to forget her thoughts and the dizziness. She couldn't believe that she slept with Roy. She couldn't believe that she let him manipulate her like that.
She ate another piece of chocolate.
Her mind wasn't clear. She didn't know if he knew that she had doubts about him. She didn't know if she would marry him or not. She just wanted to know the truth. Easier said than done.
She opened her mouth and dropped another chocolate in it. She began to chew and dried a tear that had just fallen. She sniffed and knew that her eyes were puffy and red. She took a Kleenex and blew her nose, then threw the Kleenex on the floor.
She grabbed her cell phone and dialed Karen's phone number. She brought the phone to her ear and desperately waited for someone to answer.
"Speak?''
"Karen..'' she sniffed. "Can I meet you now?" she desperately needed someone to talk too.
"Kor, what's wrong?" she asked, worried.
"I just need to talk to someone." She answered as she began to cry. "Please come."
Karen began to panic. "I'll try to make it, but I'm really busy now." She answered, with a plan in the back of her mind. "I'm sorry if I don't show up."
"Karen! I though we were friends."
Karen bit her lip but stuck with the plan. "I'll try and make it, ok Kor?"
Kori just hung up, not even waiting for a response. She got up quickly and looked around. Pictures of her and Roy were placed everywhere. She grabbed a frame on the night table and threw it on the floor. The glass shattered at once, leaving little pieces scattered everywhere.
She did the same with the ones on the walls and in the hallway and the living room. She looked at around to see the mess that she had done. Pieces of glass covered the floor. The pictures lay silently under them. She stared at the memories one by one and tried to erase them all from her mind.
She began to cry and fell to her knees. The sharp pieces of glass seemed to stare back at her. They wanted her to pick them up. The grabbed one violently and squeezed it in her hand, letting it cut her.
Someone knocked at the door. She didn't get up or say anything.
The person knocked again, seeming to insist.
''Go away.'' She said with a voice expressing no emotion but hate and anger.
"It's Richard." The voice answered on the other side of the door. She didn't answer and he knocked again.
"I said go away and don't come back." Be was able to reply as she sobbed.
Richard pressed his ear against the door. "Kor? Is everything all righ?"
"NO. Didn't you guess?" she let the piece of glass go and her blood dripped on the floor. "And what do you not understand of go away."
"I'm not going away until you open the door." He said.
"In that case, rest in peace." She responded. She laid on her belly and closed her eyes wanting to block out the sound of his voice and the memories.
Richard sighed. "Then I'll just wait until Roy comes home for him to open the door for me." He responded hoping it would work.
Her eyes shot open. She had no choice… Kori got up and unlocked the door. "Come in." she took a step back and watched as the door opened. Richard walked in and locked the door behind him then placed his eyes on Kori.
"What's wrong?" he said as he realized her eyes were red and puffy. He took her in to his arms in a hug. She didn't move.
"Roy is cheating on me."
He didn't know what to say…
"Are you sure?"
She nodded. "Positive." She began to cry once again. "The wedding is officially off."
He rubbed her back. "Lets not talk about the wedding right now." He stared at her apartment. "You and Roy had a fight for this place to be in such a mess?"
She shook her head. "The frames were victim of my fury." She giggled slightly. He smiled.
He kissed her forehead and gently pushed her back. He grabbed her hands and before he could say something, he felt something wet…
He stared down and saw her bloody hand. He lead her to the bathroom and put her hand under cold water.
"Why did you attempt suicide?" he asked shocked.
Her eyes grew big. "I wasn't doing that." Her response was convincing but she seemed week. "I was just easing the pain." He looked away and sighed. Then, he wrapped her hand carefully and kissed her forehead. She looked at her hand then back at him.
Another tear danced down her cheek. Her nose started to turned pink once again. He wrapped a protective arm around her. She felt safe and comforted. "You wanna talk about it?" he asked the famous question.
She nodded and took his hand, leading him to the dark bedroom. They both sat down and faced each other. Richard looked at her. "So… spill." He said, gently.
She took a deep breath. "Donna. She came here, when we were locked up…" Richard listened carefully. "Her hair pin…" was the only thing she could say before throwing herself into Richard's arms. "I'm sorry."
He put his arms around her. "For what? You didn't—''
"I'm sorry for leaving you." She but him off with a strong voice, "I didn't know it hurt this much. I thought I was doing the right thing."
He heard the words he wanted to hear for such a long time. Two years…
"You didn't cheat on me, you just left…"
Their silence explained everything.
He laid down on his back. She did the same. They looked at the sealing, as if looking at the sky. He tilted his head to the side and stared at her. She had closed her eyes. "Kor?"
"Hmm?"
He hesitated before saying, "I love you."
She knew he meant it when he said it.
He wasn't trying to cover something up.
She climbed on top of him and kissed him. "Is it too late to say I love you too?"
He rolled her over and pinned her down. "Never."
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