Chapter 8

I had only been asleep for about a half hour when I felt someone kick my bed, again. My eyes snapped open; I let out a small scream and once again, rolled out of bed. I turned on my light and then spun around to see Hit Girl and Big Daddy in my room.

"Ya know, you could've at least sent me a text before coming over here…." I grumbled, rubbing my head.

"You'll get over it besides; we need to… have a little chat…" Big Daddy said. Not only did he look pissed but Hit Girl looked pretty angry too.

"Um, did I do something wrong? Because you both look like you want to straight up murder my ass right now…"

"You know damn well what you did!" Hit Girl snapped, holding up my cell phone.

"Hey, give that back!" I was about ready to lunge at her but Big Daddy got in my way and held me back.

"Mind explaining why you have pictures of you and Chris D'Amico on your phone along with text messages!" Hit Girl shouted.

I was pretty flabbergasted at this point, "He's my boyfriend! Besides, why did you guys come over here anyway?! So you could go through my phone?!"

"We wanted to… show you some footage from Frank D'Amico's place…" Big Daddy said. Then I noticed he had a laptop bag over his shoulder. Why he had hidden cameras in D'Amico's place was way beyond me.

He set the laptop on my desk and turned it on. Within seconds, footage was shown of Chris and I hanging out in his room and… making out. I just looked down, feeling my cheeks go red again. They had everything recorded from the minute Chris and I walked into the building; our 'moment' in the elevator, me meeting his mother and seeing his father again, him and I rocking out to Guitar Hero, our first kiss….

"You must be a fucking idiot. Because only an idiot would date the son of a mob boss and hang out with his family!" Hit Girl sneered.

"There's no way that his father is head of the mob! I don't believe you!" I shot back and that's when Big Daddy tossed me a comic. It was basically about Frank D'Amico sending him to jail for no reason and his wife committing suicide because of it. After reading through it, I handed it back to Big Daddy and I could feel my eyes begin to water.

"I thought the whole mob thing was just gossip… I-I never thought Frank D'Amico would do something so fucked up…." I choked out.

"Well now you know!" Hit Girl spat, "We're very close to not trusting you at all right now and you're going to lose it and us as teammates if you don't dump Chris D'Amico!"

Her last words hit me like a train. Even after reading Big Daddy's comic and hearing Hit Girl's ultimatum, I still didn't want to break up with Chris. That's when I knew I was starting to fall in love with him and it was killing me because I also knew that I had to say goodbye to him.

"Consider it done…" I replied stoically because I refused to break down in front of them. After that, Big Daddy reclaimed his laptop, Hit Girl gave me my phone back, and they climbed out the window.

Not even a minute after they left, I sat down on my bed and my eyes began to well up with more tears. I pretty much cried myself to sleep that night and I knew tomorrow was going to be even worse.

Once I woke up, I sent Chris a text; 'Hey, feel like taking a nice walk in the park today?' After about 5 minutes or so, he wrote back; 'Sounds great! Meet you there in an hour.'

I threw on a white camisole, an oatmeal colored sweater that had gray wing designs on the stomach, dark blue skinny jeans, and some dark gray converse high-tops. I brushed my hair and left it down. Finally, I put on some eyeliner, mascara, and lipstick and went downstairs.

Before I left I told my parents that I was going to be hanging out with Chris at the park today and they basically told me to have a good time. Oh and they also reminded me that I had a curfew, insert eye roll.

My stomach was literally twisting in knots as I arrived at the park. Of course, Chris was already sitting on the bench, waiting for me. I hugged him and he moved in to kiss me but I turned my head so he ended up kissing my cheek.

"Hey, you okay? You look like you've been crying…" He said. Damn it, I really needed to keep it together.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Insomnia can be a real pain in the ass," I chuckled.

"I know what you mean. My sleep's been pretty fucked up too because my dad's been really pissed about this whole superhero thing,"

This didn't surprise me at all, "Why would he be pissed?"

"He says that Kick Ass and Knockout are fucking up his business. He called Kick Ass a dick in a wetsuit and Knockout a slut in a dominatrix costume."

I could feel by hand forming into a fist as my eyes narrowed, "Oh really…" I tried the best to hide my anger but judging by the look on Chris's face, I knew that I was obviously failing at it.

He raised an eyebrow, "You sure you're alright?"

"Never better!"

"So, ready to spend the day together?" He smiled a bit.

I could feel the knot in my stomach getting tighter and tighter, "Chris, we need to talk…." I said and his smile immediately dropped.

"Oh, ok. Um, what is it?" He asked. I took his hand and we walked to different area in the park so we could be alone.

"Chris…. I-I wanna break up…" I replied, looking down. I couldn't bear to look into those gorgeous brown eyes of his because they were most likely filled with confusion and hurt.

"But why?..." Just judging by the tone of his voice I could tell he was close to shedding tears and so was I.

"I don't wanna be with you anymore…. I feel nothing for you Chris…" I choked out. That was perhaps the biggest lie I had told in my entire life and he didn't seem to believe me.

Before I could react, Chris grabbed my face and gave me one of the most breathtaking and passionate kisses I had ever had. Our lips moved together alluringly and once his tongue touched mine I didn't hesitate to respond. My hands were on the back of his neck and I could feel his hands moving up and down my waist.

When he pulled away, I let out a small sigh, 'What the hell did I just do?...'

"You call that nothing? Angelina, that kiss was far from nothing… Please don't do this... Just talk to me..." He pleaded as he cupped my face in his hands. That was pretty much my breaking point. Tears began to stream down my cheeks as I shook my head.

"I'm so sorry…." I whispered before I turned and walked away from him. Once I was out of the park I practically sprinted the rest of the way home.

I had forgotten to take my phone with me so when I went in my room; I picked up my phone and saw that I had 5 text messages. A couple of them were from Dave but most of them were from Hit Girl. They basically said 'Where the hell are you?' 'You're still out?' 'You better not be hanging out with D'Amico's kid'

'Not anymore, I just broke up with him' I pressed send and put my phone back on my dresser. Then I got on my laptop and checked my myspace, apparently there were more people that needed my help than I thought. Sighing, I logged off, opened my closet door, and took out the box. I put on my costume and slipped my Sais into my belt before climbing out my window.