After I was done with the restaurant and got back home, I made sure that my mom was alright. We were currently at Yagi's place since they decided to see why the firealarm would go off that easily and for some reasons there were also damages that they said to take care off. Without the firefighters rushing into the building, no one would have actually seen all the cracks around. It was a death trap or so they said. That made me and my mom move to Yagi's place. Not a bad decisions tho!
Still, I had to help move all the things around and it took all day! Till around 10 pm that was when we all went to our rooms to get a good night sleep... or so they think!
I was up.
I was ready.
And I was about to leave the room through the window once again.
Alright... one last check....
I got a balck hoodie... I have some gloves on, I have tight jeans so I won't get stuck... shoe lazes tucked inside.... and I have a small kitchen knife with me too... some small first aid kit... and I have a small black face mask from getting sick... yup!
I have everything.
Now slowly open that window, and make sure not to lock it so I can get back inside.
I did everything bit by bit and made a mental check on the side of each step until I got up to the rooftop and looked left and then right and there was no one around. It made me sigh because it was the second time I was up and it felt amazing. Never did I think it would feel this refreshing to be up this high. The view that I couldn't take in last time, was amazing. Everything looked soo peaceful and the nightsky was soo pretty as well. Not as much stars as I hoped to see but still enough.
???: And what are you doing up here?!
YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME?!!!!
AGAIN!
I just got up here!
This can't be true!
Who the hell is this now?!
Turning around, to face the voices owner, I came to find myself in front of a hobo who was walking towards me. Does anyone nowadays get the right to stop and talk to a child on a rooftop?! Even homeless people? This couldn't be right at all. Wait! Before anything! This was an apartment complex and from what I could tell the rent was quite expensive as well. How and Why would a homeless person be up here. He didn't look as if he was here to end his life. Neither did he actually seem to be here without any reason. There was no sleeping bag, no dirt, no belongings, no nothing.
There was just one explaination to this.
HE HAD TO BE ANOTHER VIGILANTE!
OR WORSE!
A VILLAIN!
Me: And why should I tell you that Mister Wrong place Wrong time?!
???: *sigh* How old are you? 16?
Me: And you stone old?
???: I am not up for a joke tonight, kid.
Me: Good. Neither am I! How about we go our seperate ways then?
???: And leave a kid up here? Do I look stupid to you?
Me: Do I look suicidal to you?
???: Are you?
Me: NO!
???: *sigh*
Me: Let me guess... you don't believe me.
???: Would you?
Me: No.... but not the point. Why am I even talking to a hobo?!
???: Did you just call me a hobo?
Me: Yes, or do you not know what a hobo is? Wait! I don't need an answer to this, it's quite obvious... besides what's your excuse for being up here? Lost your way to the dumpster diving contest and needed a change?
???: You got quite the mouth on you, don't you?
This man dressed in complete black was raising an eyebrow at me while still continuing to approach me. By now, I started to move a bit along the side to make a huge circle around the man. Too bad that he seemed to have understood my intention. At least he did let me get away fromt he edge. Who knows what the evening is up too and with my luck, I wouldn't be surprised if I would end up falling off the roof... no make it better.... stumbling or even falling over my own feet down my doom. Oh god... no. I seirously didn't needed that TODAY, no, not EVER!
Me: Yeah, well, I've been told it's my most charming feature. So, what's your story, old man? You the poster child for "living off the grid"?
???: You could say that. But let's talk about you. What's got a young kid like you wandering up here ?
Trying to change the topic and what's with the way you are talking to me now?
Did you see that arguing is not the way...
No.. wait!
Is he trying to get my attention?
But why....
The hero had his hand slowly moving towards his scarf and that was when it clicked in my head. This man didn't made any moves to get his weapon out but reached to his scarf. Now what if that scarf was a weapon? I was doomed!
I had to get out of here as fast as possible and even if that meant running away!
Me: None of your business, tramp. But since you asked so nicely, I'm just taking a breather from my fabulous life. You know, slumming it for a change.
???: So... so.... a breather, huh?
Me: What, you think I'm some lost puppy in need of rescuing? Newsflash, old man, I can handle myself just fine. How about leaving me alone now?!
???: *sigh*
Me: Well see ya sucker!
That was the moment I tried to run and I really mean TRIED... I hated to say this but the scarf did kinda scare me and when it came towards me, I tried to avoid it and guess what happened? I slipped off the edge while basically twisting my leg and then falling where I managed to grab hold onto the egde of the rooftop with one hand.... yeah.. I was fairly screwed.
Me: FUCK!
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Try Me Bitch (Vigilante Deku)
FanfictionSwitched by birth but that doesn't mean that I had a great life living with a ritch hero family. In fact, they were the worst! A father who was too busy to look at me and a mother who was obsessed with how I acted.... well at one point I was driven...