This isn't the most exciting chapter, no action at all. Thank you for reading and to all my reviewers!!

I sat in my Performance Studies class waiting for the teacher to appear, my stomach seemed to hurt more and more as the day went on even though I was up to my eyeballs in pain killers.

"Did you hear?" I heard a loud whisper behind me from a boy called Brad towards his friend Alex.

"Hear what?"

"About that superhero?"

"The new one on the news?"

"Yeah, she was spotted last night running from something. Apparently she was covered in blood."

I ignored the rest of the conversation. It was true. When I woke up that morning and inspected my costume it was covered in dried blood and I'm pretty sure I found a tooth in the toe of one of my boots. I looked even worse than I thought I would. My face was also coated with blood and I had bruises covering my stomach and back. My arms ached and at some point during my encounter I had twisted my ankle. That was the least of my worries, I was pretty sure I was bleeding internally from the crowbar incident.

I clutched my stomach again and Cam looked at me strangely, "Time of the month." I told her simply.

I promised myself I would take the night off. I would die if I carried on like this. Maybe it would be a good idea to go to the hospital.

The day passed as though I was in a dream. Dave met me and Todd at the gate. I didn't usually walk home with my brother but he was worried about me. He told me I was turning green.

Dave smiled at me sympathetically. I tried to keep up with them but darkness started to impair my vision, "Shit." I whispered as I stumbled and fell to the floor. "Call 911." I whispered to Todd and Dave who were far in front of me.

I don't know when they realised I wasn't behind them anymore but I woke up in the hospital. Drips were attached to me here, there and everywhere. I couldn't move. I'm paralysed! I'm fucking paralysed! I started to have a panic attack and could hear the heart monitor beat faster. I haven't done anything in my life, I haven't gone to uni. I haven't even had sex!

A male nurse rushed in to find me crying pitifully. "It's ok, Penelope. You're fine, calm down my name is Nurse Peters. Can you hear me?"

I looked at the man, he was hot, but he had just called me Penelope which is a huge mistake. I don't know if it was anger at hearing my Christian name which got me moving or whether I finally had the strength to move but I pulled my arm up and touched my stomach. Almost in the way you see pregnant women do. "It's healing nicely. When you feel a bit stronger we'd like to ask you some questions about that." The man smiled kindly but had worry in his eyes.

I watched the nurse leave. I turned to grab some water but I couldn't reach the jug. I rubbed my eyes to remove the tears and sat back with a sigh. Paralysed? Douche bag.

I heard noises outside and I closed my eyes. "Is she awake?" My eyes re-opened immediately.

"Todd." I whispered croakily. "Can I have some water, please?"

He laughed and did as I asked while swooping down to hug me, "Dad'll be so happy your ok. He's parking the car now."

"'Dad will be?'" I asked sceptically and slightly stronger than before.

"Yeah, I suppose I'm happy you're ok too." He ruffled my hair and I raised my eyebrows at him. He looked sheepish for a moment. "If Dave hadn't realised you had vanished you could be…" He choked slightly and I put my hand on his arm.

"I'm not going anywhere, you can't get rid of me that easy." We both smiled.

"That boyfriend of yours has come to see you everyday. I thought you looked bad..." Todd told me pulling up a chair.

"Chris?" The heart monitor made a weird beep and Todd laughed at me. I added, "Wait, how long have I been in here?"

"Um, four days." He counted on his fingers, "No, five. It's Tuesday now."

"Tuesday?" I whispered in disbelief.

"Yeah they had to operate and everything, you then reacted badly to the aesthetic and wouldn't wake up. Then you kinda died. You came back to life, obviously." Any sorrow he had felt was gone, "And you caught an infection. They had to rebuild the front of your stomach. It's pretty cool really."

"Hmm, cool." I repeated.

My dad ran into the room and smiled with both joy and disbelief in his face. "Penny." He held me in a bear hug and kissed my forehead. "Thank God."

Before I knew it Chris and his bodyguard were at the door. I guessed it must be visitors hour. "Hey." He breathed.

I gasped. His eye was bruised, his lip had a scab on it and he wasn't walking very comfortably. "Chris what the hell happened to you?" I stop caring about how bad I felt and focused on him.

He smiled, "I could ask you the same question."

My dad turned to me, "Do you want something to eat?" One thing I loved about him, he knew when to leave any situation and he always got the hint.

"Am I allowed to eat?"

"I'll go ask, come on Todd."

Todd stood up and eyed up Chris with a smirk on his face. They both left and Chris's bodyguard stood outside the room. Chris sat when Todd had been.

"What happened?" I looked at his hands taking them in mine and staring at the scabs.

"I was beaten up the other day. No big deal. Luckily Bret was around to sort them out." Chris looked so happy in that moment, and the bloody heart monitor wasn't helping the situation. Every time I looked at the boy it would leap and I would blush.

I looked at the huge bodyguard, "His names Bret?"

"I know, right. Doesn't suit but he gets the job done."

"Well, obviously not very well if you got beaten up this badly." I couldn't believe how worried I was about Chris.

"Penny, I'm fine, it wasn't his fault. To tell the truth I'm more worried about you." He did a very good job of changing the subject. His sympathy was just more endearing.

"Oh, well, um. After school on Wednesday I got attacked by a bunch of guys. I don't remember who they were but one had a crowbar or something and I felt the full force of it. Luckily, that new superhero was around, she saved me." I shifted uncomfortably.

"Which one?" Chris looked panicked suddenly.

"Um, I think she said "The Purple Eradicator."" I wanted to laugh but thought it might give me away.

Chris looked perplexed but took my hand. "That night, you didn't seem to be in any pain."

"I wasn't in too much pain then, I was on loads of painkillers and I'm a good actress. That's why I had to run home so quickly." I laughed a little bit and made a mental note never to laugh again as a shooting pain flew threw my body.

"Oh, you were acting the whole time?" Chris asked sitting back.

"No, that's not what I meant at all." The heart monitor raced as I panicked, "I was acting as though I wasn't in any pain. I wasn't acting the rest of the time." I wanted to kiss him so badly but I was so nervous I couldn't.

He leaned in closer towards my face and his laps touched mine softly. I smiled and reached to pull him back down as he moved back. I kissed him with more force and I heard a soft, "Ow."

"Shit, sorry." I blushed badly as I realised wasn't best to snog a boy with a split lip. Chris smiled widely and intertwined his hand with mine.

The heart monitor was going so fast now that the nurse returned to the room. He laughed and told Chris to leave before he gave me a heart attack. Chris kissed me softly again before he left with his bodyguard. I was actually quite surprised that he left. Chris was the most powerful teenager in New York maybe even the world and he took orders from a nurse?

I pressed the button for more morphine. I hadn't told him how much pain I was in.

Todd and dad returned and Todd laughed, "That's the first time he's not come in with a pillow."

I drifted off while contemplating why Chris would need a cushion.

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