“You’re not human! She’s not human!” Loon wailed.
“That’s old news.” I told her just before she grabbed my hand and forced me out the door. She was screaming at the top of her lungs and hurrying down the stairs, taking two at a time. I was struggling to keep up and barely got away with my life two or three time. She was fluttering her free hand around, yelling out to Mason.
“Mason! Mason! Get you’re broody ass… uhh ass down here!”
He was at the end of the stairs and slowly turned to face us.
"Oh good. You're here." Loon let go of me and threw herself on him, arms wrapping around his neck so tight I thought he’d choke. But, of course he didn’t. Instead, he pushed Loon off him and set her on the floor before asking.
“What are you going on about?”
“Jinx, isn’t human.” She responded wide eyed.
Mason looked me over at me, his face a question mark. I focused on something else though. My new found knowledge of hims having a girlfriend threw me off. I could barely look at him.
“What do you mean, Loon?”
“She has never had Skittles! How is that normal?!”
“Oh.” He sounded relieved.
“Oh?!! Take us to the store! Now.” Her voice lowered and toughened in that last word and it made me burst into laughter. I had forgotten what it was to laugh and both Mason and Loon stared at me. I stopped and wiped a tear from the corner of my eyes. Loon looked ready to pounce and Mason had this “barely there” smile across his face.
Loon didn’t get what she wanted. In fact, Mason he was taking me off her hands for the rest of the day and the red in her cheeks spread all over her face. Mason and I left her swearing one day she’d make me eat Skittles, even if it killed her.
“You know she’s not joking right?” Mason commented.
“I have a feeling.” I answered
“So you’re really going to the ball?” He asked.
I nodded. “I have another feeling that if I don’t go, Loon will drag me by my legs to it anyway.”
He laughed. We walked through a long hall surrounded by countless portraits of the family as well as some of cities perishing into fire and smoke. My focus was on the paintings and I hadn’t notice someone walking towards us. It wasn’t until Mason stopped and stiffened beside me that I looked up to face a radiant woman with long, blonde hair and curves that would make a car drive right out of control. I thought I was perfect, but I was wrong. This woman in front of me wasa natural perfection, and it couldn’t get any more gorgeous than that. Then I saw her throw her arms around Mason’s neck.
"Baby, I've missed you." She purred in Mason's ear. There was a mixture of envy, anger, jealousy and sadness that threatened to overwhelm me. So much pressure surrounded my chest and I felt the need to bolt. Instead I stood silently as she ran her hands all over Mason’s back. I tried reminding myself that he was nothing to me. I had no idea why he seemed interested other times but now, all I know is that he was way beyond my reach.
“I’ll leave the two of you to it.”
Mason tried looking my way, but he was faced by a pair of lips sucking his face off while tentacle hands suction-cupped the back of his neck and back. I left the way we came and regretted it instantly. My arm was nearly yanked out when Loon grabbed my wrist and forced me to follow her. She had a determination in her eyes that scared the living hell out of me, more so when I saw her storm into the kitchen and raid the fridge.
"Uhh Loon..." I took a step back and she spun my way.
"Don't you dare move! Stay." She growled.
Gasp. Loon's tiny body sprinted towards me, a bright red bag in her hands. She ripped a corner of it open. "Open your mouth!"
"You're crazy." I backed up and she came at me. Her body pounced on mine and I was sprawled on the floor, Loon shoving the open end of the small bag in my mouth. Tiny, sour beads slipped past my lips and I had no choice but to chew if only not to choke. I made a face and Loon looked down at me with wide, waiting eyes. The candy was already past my throat and I coughed once or twice.
"Well???" Loon asked.
"Mind getting off me?" I asked her.
"Oh!" She rolled off me and asked again. "Well?!"
"They were not that good." I answered.
Big mistake. Loon went pale and her eye seemed to be twitching. Her heavy breathing worried me, more so when she began to crawl in my direction. In a low, almost murderous tone, she asked. "What did you say?"
"Oh shit." I mumbled.
Loon pounced at me yelling. "Eat more! You have to like them!" But she was held back by the same tall, blonde guy from before. His eyes burnt bright red and his expression was an endless void. He didn't speak, but he did maneuver Loon away from me and carried her to the next room.
"Oh come on, Darius! I wasn't going to hurt her!"
I only heard a simple "Mhm" from him and she let out a sigh of defeat. "Alright so I was going to stuff her face with Skittles until she said she loves them." Loon confessed and I laughed despite the fact that she almost attacked me. The girl had issues and I just realized that it must be normal around here.
"Fine! Sorry, Jinx! It's ok to be a weirdo with no taste in candy!" I heard her yell from the other room.
There was nothing but silence. Loon and the one called Darius were gone, Mason and his blondie were doing who knows what, the redhead is yet to be seen and Robin must be going through my blueprints right about now. I was on my own on the kitchen floor, swallowing down the taste of fruity from my mouth. What was there to do but sneak around? Maybe I'll get lucky and escape. I've done it before, why not now?
With that in mind I headed for the front door, carefully to make no noise and attract the other's attention. I slowly made my way to the living room, peaking in to find it deserted. After I felt safe to push on I made it to the door, where I twisted the knob and cracked it open. I was caught in the act by Blondie-Most Perfect. She looked angry, maybe it was the red taking over her ears, so I stepped away from the door and made a huge gesture of opening it for her. In reality I wanted to kick her out. She narrowed her eyes at me and stomped her high heels down the set of stair that leads to the yard.
"A pleasure to meet you!" I called after her. When she turned I closed the door and leaned against it.
"Jinx, right?" Oh! Redhead-Hothead. She stood squared in front of me and rose an eyebrow, waiting for a response.
"Yeah?" I answered.
"Come with me." She seemed to slither away, and not because she was dragging herself on the floor. Oh no. it was because she had this slow, flowing way of walking that made her seem like a snake ready to attack.
We walked past Mason and I fought hard not to look at him. Armani stopped in front of a door and pushed it open.
"You will be staying here. Your bag is already inside."
I couldn't say a thing because she was already down the hall.
In the room there was my bag, clean sheets folded at the edge of the bed, and the dress Loon fixed for me hanging in the closet. I made the bed and looked out window as the millions of stars. So that's how they look like? They were beautiful. I had this sudden urge to play my violin and then I remembered...
I gasped, it came from deep within my stomach and I busted out the door and ran down the stairs. I needed my violin. It was the only weapon I had against Kai, not to mention it's the one thing that has kept me sane all those years of running. Unfortunately I was met half way by Robin, who grabbed my arm and yanked me away from the front door.
"Let me go!" I protested and he did. I went flying towards the door and a loud thud could be heard as I collapsed and hit my arm against it. I tried going for the door knob but Robin pulled my hand away and barricaded the door with his body.
"Get out of my way!" I said.
"You're not going anywhere. I couldn't care less about you, but there are people in this house that want you unharmed. Be wise and get back to your room." He said.
Loon, Armani, Darius, and Mason all gathered at the living room, probably attracted by all the noise. I was on the floor, rubbing and holding my arm since it hurt so much from how solidly hard I hit it. Mason caught my eyes and seemed angry, yet hopeless in light of the moment.
"I need to get my violin." I argued.
"What? Risk safety for a stupid instrument?" Robin walked off while speaking into a radio he grabbed from his belt. "Alert all security. Short Stuff goes nowhere without my saying so."
I got up, disregarding the hands of Loon and Mason.
I went straight towards Mason, fuming and directing all my anger at him. "You brought me here. You couldn't just let me run off! I thought you might care for a poor runaway with nowhere to go, but I was wrong wasn't I? I'm some experiment to Robin and to you." I was so close I could see the conflict shifting in his eyes as I spoke. My next wrods were spoken in such a low tone, I could feel the venom pooling out of them. "I hate you, Mason Black. You and everything you stand for. Don't ever come near me." I left, making haste towards my room.
I remembered which way to go and locked the door behind me. Loon came along later on, but I ignored her. I didn't even tell her to go away. I sat on my bed thinking. That instrument is how I can channel those whack job powers I have. If I'm ever going to figure out how I got them or how they work, I'm going to need my violin. My best guess is that the power is in the instrument and not me. I might be wrong but it's logical. It would also be a relief.
Either way I went to the window and opened it wide. I looked down to see two more stories down and guard dogs patrolling the area. My chances were landing splat on the floor or being devoured by those dogs. I didn't like my chances and fell back on the floor. I instantly felt guilty about going off on Mason. Despite being held hostage he was protecting me. Sure, I didn't like his methods but it's more than I would have ever asked of anyone. In the past the most I'd ask for is a job and leftover food. The problem? All this is under Robin's orders.
Hours later someone knocked on my door, and this time I did speak.
"Loon, that's enough. I want to be alone."
The knocking stopped, only for the door to bust open with a loud crack of the lock. It gave in and rolled on the floor while my eyes snapped towards the door. Mason stood at the frame with my violin in hand and a bullet wound on his left arm. His orange eyes locked on mine, boring through me before he placed the instrument down on the cabinet and left.
"Wait!" I hurried off the bed where I sat and ran towards him. He never slowed down and it got me thinking. He took the "Don't come near me" seriously. I was still angry at him, but the guy did things no one has ever done for me and now I felt the guilt of bursting out at him ealier. He risked his life for something he must consider so stupid, and all this probably against Robin's wishes. It became certain when I heard arguing in the floor below me.
"The next time you disobey an order..." The voice was distant and it faded rather quickly. They must be moving because all I could hear now is mumbling and even that slowly silenced.