Crimson

Mallory

Jason
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We spent the next 2 hours cleaning up the mess left by scarecrow and his thugs. Still can't Believe he found us. First my warehouse and now lacys apartment.
I tried to talk to her after scarecrow left but she completely tuned me out and starred filling up garbage bags with broken pieces and shattered memories. She was distant and nowhere near this shitty reality, I could tell that she felt this way a lot for her face was expression less and seemed practiced, that was only the outside.
Brock was the only family she had left and I think that fact was truly killing her. If he got hurt I can assume that the incident in the bathroom will happen again but I won't be fast enough to save her.
I can't imagine her death.
When she dies someday I hope for once in her life she feels no pain and it's as if her breath leaves but she doesn't even realize it.
That's why I was completely against her joining scarecrows project ,I know he'll push lacy in front of a bullet in a heart beat just to save his own skin or what he has left of it.
Lacy deserves a normal life with some boring college guy in a rickety old house far away from Gotham ; in a small suburb where the only dangerous thing that could happen is that her bike gets stolen.
I want her to be happy.
Even if that happiness doesn't involve me.
But the big question here is Do I want it to involve me?
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I run across the apartment and grab lacys arm forcefully. With a slight turn of the wrist I send her body spiraling in my direction so her face is only inches away from my own.
"Can I help you?"
Her voice is sharp and 90% sarcasm.
" Yes I believe you can."
She gives me a raised eye brow and crosses her arms over her chest. After this she gives a "you may continue" type of look.
"Ms. Chast I would like to take you on a date."
She dropped her arms down to her sides were they were originally and looked at me as if I was ghost or a monster with two heads.
"So is that a no........"
She continued to be completely puzzled and as result was absolutely speechless.
"Uhhh no I was just trying to figure out if you were serious or not."
It was now my turn to be a little confused.
"Why wouldn't I be serious"
She shrugs her shoulders to tell me she doesn't really have a good answer.
"You just seem to badass to go on little girly dates."
I take the garbage bags out of her way and into the next room.
"Well miss Chast you better get dressed my girly date doesn't have all day."
She takes in a deep breath and sighs as loudly as possible. Finally giving in to my plan she rummages through her drawers and picks out a couple pieces from each one. She tightly roles all the clothes into one big ball and heads into the bathroom. She gives me a slightly sarcastic grin before shutting the door with her metal foot. It's not long before she leaves that I hear the shower starting up; this gives me time.
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Jessie's closet is filled with leather Jackets and muscle shirts. It's good that this is more of casual date cause if we were going to a fancy restraunt i'd be fucked.
The muscle shirt I pick out is grey and Is the only one not completely doused in stale smelling axe. It's also one of the only shirts that can cover up my scars all the way. But no need this leather jacket can cover the rest.
I hear the hum of the shower come to an abrupt stop. I know she's going take awhile long with makeup an shit so I take this opportunity to look for some type of flower or something else that would be super corny on a first date.
I search around the apartment and find nothing but a bright red ribbon; I shove it deep down into my pocket knowing I'll find a uses for it later.
But for right now I need to go find some flowers.
I walk out of Lacy's apartment and start strolling down the hallway just hoping for a pot head or stripper to accidentally leave their doors opened.
But I come across something even better ;I start to hear violent thrashing screams coming from one of the lower floors and decide to investigate. As I barrel down the stairs i begin to put my helmet on and start to load my gun with a full magazine. It doesn't take me long to reach the bottom floor and I don't know how anybody living here can stand this bitches yelling. As I turn the corner I fully see her and her boyfriend fighting in the hall and an opened doorway.
"It was a one time thing you creep!!"
She pushes his chest which send him flying into the hallways skinny walls.
"You bitch, I paid you!"
I take my helmet off and store it behind the stairs, before taking a full on sprint down the hall.
The guy goes to grab at her bleach blonde hair but not before I can get in between them.
"Whoa! Hey babe is this guy trying to bother you."
I stand by her side in the doorway and get a good close up look at the scrawny boy in front of me.
"Well punk you gonna answer me ?!"
I push his body backwards which sends him flying. I have about a foot or two on him and about 5 times the muscle.
"Ohh is this your girlfriend?!"
his voice squeaks and the surprise in his tone is completely fake.
He begins to stand on his feet but is in the middle of pressing himself against the wall and running away.
"Yes this is my girlfreind, and if I ever catch you around her again I'll use this little guy to show you how a man really treats a bastard who messes with his things."
I pull my fully loaded gun out of my back pocket pointing it between the Red veins in his eyes.
He rapidly takes a full on sprint till he's out of the building and as far away from me as possible.
"Gee thanks ,things were getting pretty intense till you showed up."
I turn my direction so I'm no longer facing the hall but her bruised face.
"No problem"
She gives me a crocked smile and begins to enter her house; she slowly starts closing the door but stops abruptly when I shove my foot in between the door and it's broken frame.
"How ever I do need a favor and I Believe I just saved you from a brutal beating."
My words make her cringe but she opens the door in a defeated way.
I step inside her poorly painted apartment and slowly lower my gun to my hip. A quick look around reveals multiple flower vases ,all fully stocked. I grasp a handful of flowers from at least 3 or 4 vases and decide to leave with what I've got.
When I reach the doorway again the girl is standing there almost completely naked and in nothing but here underwear.
" Jesus the favor wasn't about sex, I just wanted to take some flowers."
She stands there completely shocked and almost In tears.
Soon enough she completely wrapped around me like a snake and is crying into my shoulder.
"Your so nice!"
She struggles to let the words out with out stuttering every other word with a breathy gasp and some stuffed up sniffles.
I finally give into her hug and pat down her messed up hair.
"What's your name"
She pulls out of the hug and tries to look at me through watery tears.
"Mallory....... My names Mallory"
I begin to pick her clothes up off the ground and hand them to her one by one.
"Well Mallory I think you deserve a better life then the one your living, I think you deserve someone who will treat you like the woman you really are. "
I hand her a rose from the messy bouquet in my hand.
"But just In case you don't take my advice and creeps like him show up again your gonna need this."
I hand her the gun that made the boy run as far away from here as possible.
She examines the rose and gun together and gives me a huge opened mouth smile. Next thing I know she's back on me hugging so tight that one of my ribs is defiantly cracked or bruised.
" So are you just decorating or is there some pretty girl out there waiting for you."
She releases me from the hug as if finally giving me permission to breath.
"Going on a date".
I take a gasp in still trying to regulate my breath.
She smiles and looks down at the rose, slowly she breathes in it's pure scent.
"I hope she knows how lucky she is."
She jumps a little bit to give me a small kiss on the cheek; it's more like a peck and something you would receive at a high school dance.
"Now go get her tiger".
She opens her apartment door and waves goodbye as I start sprinting down the halls towards my hidden helmet.
Once I reach it I look back over my shoulder to see that she has already gone back inside.
A slight smile crosses my face with out permission and I find myself trying to shake off the thought even though I probably changed that girls life for the better.
I race up the stairs and almost run through lacys door. The excitement boils inside me and I can't wait to see her face.
I enter her room and put the flowers behind my back, trying to surprise her as much as possible.
The door knob slowly starts to move and the door cracks open ever so slightly killing me inside. I feel like grabbing the doors and just ripping it open but I decide to just look down at my boots and try to steady my breath, so it doesn't look like I just ran across an apartment complex.
"Wow you look great!"
I slowly lift my eyes up to see her.
Her statement should be turned around she looks like a runway model, and even though were inside I can feel the wind blowing her hair back. Brown leather boots with tall high heels go all the way to her knees and cover up her bionic legs, dark blue skinny jeans cover the rest of her. The skin tight black sweater  and the rustic colored scarf emphasize all her gorgeous curves and slick black hair.
I've never had a girlfriend this hot and it feels fucking amazing.
"So are you ready go jay bird."
Her silver eyes stare right through me and all I can think about is how I'm going to get her lips on mine.