Chapter 16

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Rebecca’s POV

My feet pounded against the ground, sand flying in every direction from the effort poured into each pump of a leg.

Breathe heaving in and out of my tired lungs

My feet finally raced over a strip of white cloth, the finish line.

“How…did…I…do?” I panted, resting my hands on my knees in hopes of catching my breath.

“Great” Robin answered, a slight tinge of amazement in his voice

“Great?! She did amazing! She beat the course record on her first try!” BB, Starfire, and Cyborg erupted into cheers

 “Thanks” I mumbled, shy at their exuberant compliments

We all headed inside, Robin dropped back to walk next to me

“That was a really good run Becca” he smiled at me

“Thanks” I said again

“Where did you learn to fight like that?” He stopped and looked at me

“Um…one time during the off season I got super bored so Jacob and I started taking Ta Kwan Do from this dude we met in an ally and then he said we learned all he could teach so we went to a karate center and learned more kick-ass moves and then we found a Fight Club and joined it so every day we were beating up middle age men but then the new season started so we had to drop out in order to get ready”  I realized I was babbling so I refrained from telling him about the underground boxing league hosted in the sewer,.

“That’s seriously how you learned?” Robin looked at me in disbelief

“Yes. But tell anyone because I’m not supposed to talk about Fight Club. It’s the number one rule.”

“Uh huh” I nodded his head slowly, still not believing me

I rolled my eyes and continued on my way to the living room, everyone a critic these days

I name from my crazy story flew forward and flashed in my head

Jacob

Thinking of Jacob made me think of…

“OH SHIZBALLS!” I exclaimed

“What?!” Robin demanded, eying me anxiously

“Anna is going to kill me!” I groaned

“Who?” Robin asked, now confused

“Ya know, mom’s best friend? I moved in with them after mom and dad…passed.” I said passed awkwardly, not sure how Robin handled the grief. I noticed his body tensing

 “Any way,” I rushed to take his mind elsewhere “she is probably worried sick right now! Can I borrow a phone to call her?” I pleaded

“Sure, I don’t see why not. There’s a phone in my room, just go down the hall and take a right”

I sighed in relief

Wait a second, why am I relived? Anna probably is going to kill me, B will hide (even he, a man with giant biceps, is afraid of an angry Anna), and Jacob….well I don’t know what he’ll do. Jacob’s always been hard to read, it’s just his crazy personality. But I love that about him, I need a psycho to pull me out of my shell. I just hope he understands. I mean, I didn’t really have a choice. That reminds me…

“Hey Robin?” I called to him before he stepped into the living room

“Yeah?” Robin turned around to face me

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