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After a few days I was told I was allowed to go home. My stomach was healing nicely and I was told to rest for a few days before I went back to school.
Finally "The Purple Eradicator" was named after I gave my statement to the hospital, then the police. She was on the news again, I watched in awe as a picture of me came up on the screen, covered in blood and clutching my stomach, as my alter ego. A male anchorman spoke, "Finally, the masked crusader who has been saving little old ladies and more recently a seventeen year old girl has been named. Her name is "The Purple Eradicator." Unfortunately, we could not get in contact with her…"
I returned home after two weeks in hospital. My room was exactly how I left it. I had worried that my dad had been in and rearranged my stuff, he told me he had given it a tidy (never a good thing in my household) but obviously not.
I led in my bed and sighed. I wasn't in too much pain, I was on too many pain killers to feel anything to be honest, but everything was exhausting. My dad walked in and turned on the TV at the same time as handing me a cup of tea.
I looked at him slightly puzzled, "I know I usually don't give in to your tea demands but this is a special occasion. I've only just got my baby back." He embraced me quickly.
Unfortunately, when I came to America my dad decided I needed to leave my English stereotypes behind and gain new American ones. For example, coffee. Although I drank it in England he decided I didn't drink it enough. Baseball, this was harder for him to get me to like because one, it's very hard to understand and two, I hate sports.
You get the idea.
He passed me the remote or "the zapper" as it's more affectionately known and left me in peace. I settled on an old episode of Scrubs. I sighed and made myself comfortable. As soon as I did I heard my phone vibrate beside me and I had to reach to get it.
It was a text from Chris, "U back yet? xxx" He asked simply but it still made my heart leap.
"Only just. Xxx" I replied gripping my phone tightly hoping for a quick reply.
As it was it took him half an hour to reply, "Cool. xxx" Why on earth had I bothered? Boys are so infuriating. I threw my phone to the end of my bed and zoned out watching Scrubs.
The phone vibrated again and so I used my legs to get it. I had originally reached to get it but I worried I would snap the remaining stitches. "U wanna cum 2 myn 2moz 4 dinner? Tb xxx" Once I deciphered the text I was overjoyed.
"Yeah, that would be great. xxx" I didn't do text talk.
He offered me a lift to his house and I gave him directions to mine.
I heard the doorbell go but I was engrossed in a fantasy romantic moment between me and Chris.
"Hey." I heard Dave's soft voice before I heard Todd's.
"Hi." I replied slightly confused.
"Here." Todd handed me a collection of his comics and I smiled thankfully. "Dave wanted to come see how you were."
I raised one eyebrow, surly it was weird that my brothers friend was coming to see how I was, "Just Dave?"
"The others would have come, but Katie had stuff to do and Marty was spending some time with his girlfriend." Todd made a disgruntled face.
It was strange for Dave to go anywhere without Katie. We had even come to refer to them as "Datie."
"Oh, alright. Um, thanks." I smiled at Dave. The boy nodded and walked into the room. Todd looked as confused as I felt.
"So, er, how are things with you and Chris?" Dave asked.
"Yeah, they're good thanks. How are you and Katie?"
"Oh, fine. Are you serious about him?"
"Um, yeah, I guess."
"Has he told you how he feels about you?"
"What's all this interest in me and Chris?" I asked slightly irritated. Dave sighed and looked at me.
There was obviously something in my face or the way I looked, which I will add I looked awful, but he backed down.
"Sorry, I feel overprotective of you. You're like a sister to me." He smiled and left me and Todd staring at each other slightly bemused.
The next day was difficult. Getting ready to go to Chris's house was horrible. Firstly, because I could hardly move because of the amount of pain I was in and secondly, because I was so damn nervous. I wondered if I would be meeting Chris's mum and hoped to God that I wouldn't be.
Bret, Chris's bodyguard, came to the door closely followed by my boyfriend. My dad answered the door before I could get there, "Penny!" He bellowed.
I walked down the stairs very slowly, careful not to jar my stomach. Chris's mouth fell open at the sight of me but he composed himself quickly. I didn't think I looked any better than usual although I was wearing a dress which was unusual for me.
"See ya later, dad." I said turning to my father and hugging him quickly.
"Be careful." I heard him call as I entered the limo at the end of our drive.
The ride to the house was quiet, I think Chris was as nervous as I was, "How are you feeling?" He asked taking my hand.
"Alright." I breathed.
I got a strange feeling that we were being followed. I didn't voice it to Chris.
We arrived and Bret opened the door for both me and Chris. I was suddenly overwhelmed by the sheer size of Chris's house. I was expecting something flashy but not a whole skyscraper. He took my hand and led me in. We had to get an elevator to his kitchen, my mind wondered to how on earth one would get into his bedroom and shook my head. Now was not the time for those sort of thoughts.
He squeezed my hand as the doors opened, there were four large men keeping watch and they stood to attention as Chris came into view. We walked through the corridor and we could hear singing and I could smell pizza. Oh shit. I suddenly felt sick. I didn't want to meet Mrs D'Amico yet.
"Chris?" I heard his mothers voice and I felt faint.
"Yeah, mom." Chris replied as we walked into the kitchen.
"Oh," She turned to me and smiled, faking surprise. "hi. You must be Penny? I'm Angie." She told me kindly. She shook my hand and Chris looked worried. He suddenly grabbed a chair and sat me down.
"Sorry… I, er, hi." I breathed. I felt darkness start to cover my vision.
The next thing I knew I was led in my bed with twelve texts from Chris.
Shit, I passed out. I felt my stomach, it seemed to be fine. I looked out of my window, it was pitch black outside. "Hey honey." I heard my dad. "Too much too fast I think." He was standing at my doorway with a cup of soup. "Why don't you go back to sleep? The doctor said you're fine, your body just needs more rest. Chris keeps phoning you, you should give him a call. He sounded really worried, his mum even more."
He left and I looked at my texts, each one becoming more hysterical. I couldn't be bothered to reply. I had humiliated myself. I needed to get out of the house I didn't care what the doctor said.
I changed into my costume, I wasn't going to fight anyone, I just wanted to feel free again. Go and sit on a rooftop and think. I climbed out of my window, it wasn't as painful as I had expected. I carried on into the night and found a flat roof with a fire escape leading up to it. I climbed and sat on the edge of the roof like a gargoyle. I sighed, the night had not gone to plan.
"Hey. What are you doing here?" Asked a high voice mischievously.
I turned to see a small figure. "What do you mean?" I replied.
"Well why aren't you down there fucking bad guys up?" The figure walked towards me and I could see it was a little girl around the age of twelve.
"Um, well, I'm not feeling too good tonight so I'm just watching over the city." I told her unconvincingly.
"Yeah, right." And I think I heard her whisper "Pussy."
"What are you doing up here?" I asked her slightly bemused, eleven year olds weren't supposed to know those kind of words yet, surely.
"I came to visit you." The girl walked closer to me and I started to recognise her. "I haven't had many people to talk to since Kick Ass retired and my daddy died."
"You're that girl who saved Kick Ass and the guy who looked like Batman right?" I asked softly. She nodded sadly. "You were so awesome, you're the reason I became "The Purple Eradicator."" I stared in awe of her.
"Thanks. Now can we get out of this shit hole and go kick some ass?" She asked.
I scrambled to my feet and followed her further into New York. We saw a man holding a woman by the hair a knife held at her throat. The girl ran at the man and threw a butterfly knife into his skull without a second thought. She was like a ninja or a demon from the depths of hell. I wasn't sure which one I would prefer to be honest.
"Who are you?" I asked the girl as I watched the woman ran away.
"Hit Girl." She said with pride. She turned from me with a look of surprise on her face. I think she had just recieved a text. "Whoops. Gotta go. See ya."
"Wait!" I walked after her, I needed to sit down. "We should do this again, when I feel better."
"Well I'm supposed to be retired but… sure." The girl then vanished.
I sighed and made my way back to house, I didn't need any more excitement. I climbed into my room without looking into it, I didn't notice the figure waiting for me…
Oh cliffhanger! Hope you enjoyed. I know it wasn't the best chapter but it will get better again I promise. Tell me what you think you wonderful people!