Riddle Room *completed*

Chapter Sixteen

(Oh my god he is so hot Like I'm melting now....goodbye)

When Ed comes downstairs he looks pretty good. His usual comb-over is now a messy quiff and he's wearing a grey sweater with tight black jeans and black shoes. 'You look nice.' I smile, brushing past him and walking up the stairs. I can hear him chuckle and say something to John but I take no notice. I swing open the door to his room and start to get ready. I brush my hair and then straighten it and wash my face. I would have a shower but I'll have one when I get back. I choose to wear a pair of maroon skinny jeans with a matching beanie and white jumper. I quickly throw on a pair of black boots and head towards the door.

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'Damn.' John laughs as I walk down the stairs, 'you look way to good for just going to get pizza.' I laugh as well and point to his own outfit. A black jumper with a wolf on it and a pair of black skinny jeans with white converse. 'You look like someone out of a rock band.' I laugh back. We comes around the corner, holding a wallet which he quickly stashes into his back pocket.

'Lets please go, I am rather hungry.' He groans, already walking to the door. We leave the flat and head through the day warehouse corridors, ignoring John's questioning about what we when we were out before. 'John give it a rest.' I sigh, opening the car door. This time were taking one of John's cars, a dark grey one with dark tinted windows.

'Why won't you tell me!' He snaps, slamming the drivers door open and hopping inside. 'John its private.' Ed grumbles, hopping in himself. 'Whatever.' John hisses, starting up the engine. We drive for a few minutes in silence until Ed speaks up. 'What is 99 more than one hundred.' '199.' John growls.

'A microwave.' I sigh. When you run a microwave for '99' it runs for 1 minute and 39 seconds. '100' runs for 1 minute. 'What asks but never answers.' Ed muses. 'A question.' John replies. 'No an owl.' Ed corrects. 'An owl? What the hell how is it an owl?' Ed replies but it is nothing but white noise to me as I focus on a key factor that I have been putting off for a while.

I have been told and I have witnessed the pure madness that Gotham criminals portray but while staying at Ed and John's house they seem completely normal. Any one would think that they are two normal guys not psychopaths. John has two personalities, scarecrow and himself, John, but he has only shown me the John side.

Do they fake their craziness? No, probably not because if it was all a ploy then the psychologists at Arkham asylum would've been able to tell. If they are mad then why do they appear normal around me? Ed hardly asks me any riddles or hasn't had any victims in his infamous challenge rooms. Do they take breaks from crime? Or do they commit the deeds during the dead of night and I have just been oblivious toward it all. Either way I have so many questions that will remain unanswered since I can't question them. After all I was taken to the asylum even if it was for a short period of time. I am just as crazy as them, I just won't admit it.

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'And we are here.' John sang. 'Pull your beanies down, our faces will be all over the news.' Edward instructs. 'Ed you don't have a beanie on though.' I state whilst pulling mine further down, obscuring most of my face from view. 'Alas you are incorrect.' He announces, opening the glove box and pulling out a black beanie. 'What about you John?' I question. 'I have my hood.' He jests toward the hood attached to his jumper and pulls it down over his face.

We hop out of the car and head into a run down pizza parlour. Outside men are smoking cigarettes, laughing loudly and chatting up women who walk past. 'Don't look at them.' Ed whispers in my ear making my body shiver at his hot breath. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer, guiding me through the brutes and into the store. 'Why I could've fought them.' I whisper back while John orders. 'Not only would it attract attention towards us but I don't want you to risk yourself injury.' Edward whispers back.

'Is supreme and Hawaiian okay?' John calls, himself and the checkout guy waiting for our answer. 'Brilliant thank you John.' Ed smiles. The nod in reply and go back to their business. 'You bury me when I'm alive, and dig me up when I'm dead. What am I?' Ed asks, cocking his head to the side. Butterflies erupt in my stomach. What is this man doing to me?

'I'm not sure.' I sigh. Ed points toward the slightly shrivelled up plant in the corner of the parlour. I can't help but laugh at his observations. He smiles at my laugh, and wraps his arm around my waist. 'Riddle me this Olive,' he starts his dark brown orbs looking into my Olive ones,'why were you so quiet during the ride here? You were fine at first but you were lost in though after. I understand if you don't wish to discuss it.' He scratches the back of his knock nervously obviously recounting the previous time he tried to pry into my private feelings.
'I can't really discuss it.' I mumble I'm reply, stepping out of his embrace. 'Can't or won't?' He challenges. 'Can't, you would think little of me.'
'Little of you? You are my world Olive, nothing you do or say can or will change that.' I am touched by his words but I can't tell him that I want to know why he isn't acting like a phycho around me can I!?

'It's fine really. Thank you for though.' I grin. I step closer to him and rest my head on his shoulder. He relaxes under my touch and wraps both arms around me, pulling me into him. There is no space between us and he rests his head on mine. 'That's fine love but if you ever need to talk about it I'm here.' He murmurs into my hair.

Authors Note- HEY GUYS okay I'm sorry about not updating but exams are soon and yeah. Idk it's confusing but oh well. Thanks for reading so far.