Ridley's P.O.V.
I woke up the next morning having no clue as to where I was. Sitting up I blinked as my surroundings came into focus. I was in Edwards room, even worse, I was in his bed of all places. Why was I...? Everything that had happened last night flooded my mind. The nightmare I had that I know couldn't remember no matter how hard I tried to, my vomiting spree, Edward coming in to make sure I was ok...
Glancing around the room I didn't see Edward anywhere, thank god. His side of the bed was still warm though so he must've only gotten up a few moments ago. Taking the time to calm myself from this new realization, I studied the room more closely than I had the previous time I'd been here.
The computer monitors that is seen earlier varied greatly with what their contents showed, from the streets of downtown Gotham to the area around the warehouse. The walls changed between brick and cream colored with a few large windows up on the second story. Why was his room so big? Compared to mine it was massive.
Turning my head to the sound of the bathroom door opening, I saw Edward step out.
"Oh, you're awake Ridley." He said, shaking his wet hair. He must've been taking a shower. "How are you feeling?"
Fine. I signed. Tired though.
"Understandable," Edward said with a nod, "you had a rather rough night."
I pulled a face and Edward sat down next to me on the edge of the bed.
"I hope you don't mind that I brought you in here." He said. "You kind of threw up all over your bed."
Then I'll have to clean that up later. I signed, not looking forward to the idea.
"I got it all cleaned up," Edward said, waving a hand in dismissal. "Don't worry about it."
What time is it?
"11:25." Edward told me, checking his watch. "It's rather late. I was going to wake up after I took a shower but you're up now so it doesn't matter."
What have you been doing whatever time you woke up?
"I got up at 8," Edward informed me. "I was working on stuff the whole time."
Do the others know about me being in your room?
"No, and I'd like to keep it that way. Not that anything bad has happened, I just dot want unnecessary questions."
I blushed a bit when he said that. I sure hope no one got the wrong idea...
Edward opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by his bedroom door slamming open.
"Edward!" Jon bellowed storming in. "What did you do with my-" He paused and blinked, trying to register what he was seeing.
"What do you want Jon?" Edward said getting up and placing himself between Jon and I as if to hide me from him.
It was too late though, Jon had already seen me and his eyes bored into mine. I could practically see his mind jumping to conclusions.
"Never mind." He hissed whirling around. "I'll just go ask Selina."
"It's not what it looks like!" Edward said. "She just had a really bad nightmare or something!"
"Or something," Jon muttered walking out the door.
"Hey wait!" Edward called hurrying after him. I, not wanting to miss this one, lept out of the bed and followed behind.
"Why are you such a jerk, Jon?" Edward asked catching him by the stairs.
"Why are you so annoying?" Jon countered, continuing down the stairs and into the living room.
I smirked as I watched them glare at each other. An idea popped into my head and deciding to have a little fun, I tapped Jon on the shoulder before signing something at him.
"Edward," Jon complained. "I can't understand what Ridley is saying with all the hand waving."
"If you learned sign language then you'd be able to understand her." Edward pointed out. "But you refused to let me teach you."
"Yeah because I didn't want to!" Jon fired back. "Just tell me what she said!"
"Fine." Edward sighed. "What did you say, Ridley?"
I signed what I had said again and Edward choked.
"What!?" He said, voice cracking. His face turning a brilliant shade of red. "Ridley!"
"What did she say!?" Jon yelled.
"S-she asked if height corresponded with how much of a dick you could be," Edward said with a swallow. "Cause you are tall and a complete asshole."
No no no! I signed, stomping my foot. I asked if height corresponded with the size of his dick, not how he acted like one. What if it's like the Golden Ratio? You know, when different parts of your body are proportionate to-
"I know what the Golden Ratio is!" Edward yelled shrilly. "You don't need to go explain it to me! Especially not in that way!"
But haven't you ever wondered? I signed. Jon could be your perfect test subject on the matter.
"NO!"
"I'm fucking confused right now," Jon stated.
You can't fuck confusion. I signed at him. It's not a physical thing. People on the other hand... I signed something incredibly inappropriate.
"Ridley! If you sign something like that one more time I'm tying your hands!" Edward said, face flushed with color.
Kinky. I signed with a smirk before dodging him as he tried to grab me.
"Do you know how hard it is to understand things when you only hear one part of the conversation?" He demanded, turning to Edward who was currently chasing me around the room.
"Gotcha!" Edward yelled lunging at me.
No, ya don't. I ducked under his arm and ran to the door, crashing into Selina who was walking in.
"Woah!" Selina said catching me as I wrapped my arms around her waist. "What's going on here?"
"I have no idea," Jon said,"ask those two." He pointed to Edward and I, the former sprawled out on the floor.
"Are you arguing with each other again?" Selina sighed.
"Ridley started it!" Edward said, scrambling to his feet. "She was being highly inappropriate!"
"Were you now..." Selina looked at me and smirked. "I don't see how that's a problem." She said to Edward. "You can be highly inappropriate at times as well. You act like a child and Jon is no exception."
Jon made an indignant sound at her words.
"Come on Ridley," Selina said, removing my arms from around her waist and guiding me away. "Being around those two isn't doing you any good. I'm going to make myself a snack. Care to join me?"
I nodded and followed her, only after I'd signed something to the guys.
Y'all should have a 'snack' too.