Her Villian

TWENTY-FIVE

Amanda

I jump a little as I hear the front door slam shut. Running into the living room I see Amara with tears running down her face.

"What the fuck happened?" I asked rushing over to her.

"Everything is so messed up Amanda. Literally everything. I feel like I am not even in control of my own life anymore and ill be stuck having the same problems for the rest of my life." She shouts as she runs her shaking hands through her hair.

I have never seen her like this. Usually, she is calm or when she's sad she's the type of sad where they go quiet and barely speak. But raised voice, shaking, and uncontrollably crying like this? Never seen that from her, so I know this is serious.

"Okay, lets sit down while you tell me whose ass I'm kicking." I say as I lead her to the couch. Once she is sitting, I grab a blanket, throw it over her, and walk into the kitchen grabbing the tub of ice cream and a spoon before walking back and sitting beside her, handing her the ice cream and spoon.

"Cody is The Mist; we broke up because he cheated on me with another girl who owns some flower shop nearby. That is why Jackson, and I started spending more time together. He was nice and I fell for him, Amanda. He was there when I needed him, and I thought it was pure and right. But tonight, he threw it all away as he told me he was just using me to weaken Cody because Jackson is also Phantom." She rushed out between sobs and mouthfuls of ice cream.

I stared at her shocked. I knew her and Cody broke up, and I was incredibly happy about it, and she seemed like she was doing okay as well, because she had Jackson. I had not formally met him yet, but he seemed like he made her happy, so I was not going to complain about it. But finding out Cody cheated? And then Jackson pulls this? But also, the fact Amara had managed to pull two super humans in less than a year?

"Holy shit Amara, this is some fucked up shit. First of all, How the fuck is dumbass Cody THE mist?! He can't do anything right, how is he saving an entire city? Next, what Jackson did was fucked up. You did not deserve that. You keep getting entangled with small dicked men that doesn't even deserve to breathe the same air as you." I tell her as I wrap my arms around her and bring her into a hug. She cries into my chest for a while before leaning back up.

"Thank you, Amanda. I am sorry I didn't tell you about Cody earlier. I think I was just in shock with everything."

Amara and I talk for a while before she heads to bed. I make sure she had everything she needs before walking over to my room and laying down to relax. I can't believe everything she told me. How the city's hero is the dumbest person alive.

As I lay there and drift off to sleep I have only one thought.

The Mist kind of looks like a grasshopper.

Jackson

I knew this would happen.

I knew she would hate me.

I may be able to stop being the villain to the city, however I fear that now I will always be her villain.

I am haunted by her tear-stained face looking at me once before she left. The heartbreak, the pain on her face. It is haunting me.

I have not been able to sleep. It has been two days, and I have not heard from her. I just want to know if she is okay. She is my every thought.

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" My brother asks as he leans against a wall, watching Clary clear my schedule.

"I told Amara about everything. I came clean." I admit as I slump into my seat behind my desk and run a hand over my face.

"Good god. Look at you. You are a mess brother. You fell for her." He mocks.

I roll my eyes. "Marcus, please shut up. You are only upsetting me further."

Marcus lets a laugh escape. "You love her."

I raise up quickly. "No, I do not."

Marcus nods as he leans off the wall and walks over to my desk. "Yes, you do. Look at you! One fight and you think you have lost her and here you are moping around as if it is the end of the world. This is not the reaction that happens when someone you do not love walks out of your life."

I let his words sink in. I look weak...because I think I have lost her.

I swear I feel my heart stop.

I love her.

Marcus sees the realization on my face and smirks. "Oh man, you've got it bad."

I snap my gaze towards him as I lean back in my seat again. "Fine. I...love her. But it does not matter. I am not good for her. She despises me now and I cannot blame her."

"Then be better." I hear a female voice say.

Marcus and I turn, seeing Clary looking at us over her laptop.

"Excuse me?" I ask.

Clary takes a deep breath in before shutting her laptop screen. "Men always want to complain they are not good enough for a girl, when they are capable of being better. Either man up and become a better person for er, or another man will. Do you want to see her with another man?"

I shake my head.

"That is what I thought. So be a better man."

I stand and walk over to the smaller woman. I see fear cross her face for moment and I am reminded of how I have treated her in the past.

Perhaps I have been harsh.

"Thank you, Clary. Not just for the advice but for everything else you do around here. I realize I have been harsh on you in the past, I apologize. How about you take this weekend off?" I try

Clary smirks and nods. "That is perfect. Apology accepted. And I will be taking the weekend off, thank you." She stands and walks over to Marcus. "Drinks?"

He smiles down at the woman and nods as he places a hand on her lower back as they walk out of my office.

I stand frozen.

What the fuck was that?