Mask Required

Chapter 8; Getting to know you

Dillian's P.O.V

The leather jacket hung lazily on my shoulders as I slowly pulled my hair into a ponytail.

I walked into 5th period sighing slowly. I had spent all my lunch in the library doing work. My body was exhausted and my head was pounding with a headache , the last thing I wanted to do was eat lunch in the cafeteria.

I walked to the back and took my usual seat next to Brody who slowly looked up from his phone, "Hey.".

My head turned to the side slightly shocked to hear him, "Hey."

The teacher walked in the class and began to write different calculus problems on the board. My brain wasn't focusing and I let out a soft quiet sigh. I zoned out and by the time I looked at the clock we had only 10 minutes left, my eyes drifted to the board realizing we had taken at least three pages of notes.

"Are you alright?", he asked. My head turned to look him in the eyes. He was looking straight ahead his face void of emotion. I wasn't even sure if I heard him right at this point. He turned his head raising an eyebrow the only indicator that he had talked to me.

I nodded my head and continued to do my work.

I heard him sigh beside me, "What's your number?".

My head snapped the other side, "Why?".

"So, I can send you a picture of the notes, Do you have a brain in that head of yours?", he asked rolling his eyes.

I scribbled my number down and handed it to him, "Thank you.".

"Whatever.".

"Do you think blue makes me look fat?", Chloe said. I was currently lying on her bed as she showed me different dresses for her moms event.

"Seriously?", I rolled my eyes.

She walked out of her closet wear a beautiful dark blue dress that flowed all the way down to the floor. It had a sweetheart neckline and small beading flowing throughout the top.

"You look stunning.", I said smiling.

She rolled her eyes before they lit up, "You should go to the party with me!".

"No.", I said.

"Yes, and Will can be your date.", she smiled secretively, "Its final your going.".

I sighed knowing it was pointless to argue, "When is it ?".

"The end of this month."

Arc Vulcan and I agreed to train later that night. I put on some black Nike leggings with a flowery white shirt and grey Nike sports bra. I laced up my black running shoes and tied my hair back. I grabbed a grey hoodie that was casually sitting on my chair.

The sun was setting and I sat on my porch waiting on a "hero" who I wasn't even positive was coming. As if on cue a gush of wind blew my ponytail straight in my face.

"You're hair looks good like that.", his deep voice filled my ears sending chills down my spine.

I moved my hair out of my face shooting a glare at him. He laughed a deep laugh and offered his hand, I grabbed it slowly my eyes squinting at him. All of a sudden, I felt a rush of wind and we were at the warehouse from the night before.

"Let's train, Now today we're gonna work on your self defense because even the greatest of powers can be blindsided by one small move.", he said now completely focused. Which was something I had noticed. Whenever we were here and he was teaching he had no amusement , he was completely serious.

"Make a fist."

My hand shot up slowly making a fist. He slowly came up to me grabbing my arms and  positioning them into a fighting stance. I felt small shivers go down my spine when his hand grazed mine.

"Always keep one hand in defensive mode, don't let anyone catch with a cheap shot.", he said softly not yet letting go of my hand.

His eyes locked with mine , "Protect yourself at all times.".

He slowly dropped my hands and I oddly missed the weird feeling I felt under his touch.

He moved out of the way displaying a black duct taped punching bag that looked like if I hit it one time it would fall off.

"Now, punch it." , he said motioning to the bag.

I shrugged slowly getting into the position he showed me before moving my arm back and hitting the bag as hard as I could.

It barely moved

I sighed dropping my hands and looking up at Arc whose eyes shined with amusement. He slowly moved me away and stood in front of the bag getting in position.

"It's all about where your power comes from.", he said before facing the bag, he closed his eyes and breathed in slowly before cocking his arm back and sending a punch at the bag. I saw the vein running down his arm twitch under his suit.

The bag flew back with a huge amount of force. He slowly pulled his arm back and exhales.

"And eventually you'll be able to channel your ability into your punch.", he said his lips falling into a smirk.

"Okay my turn."

I was tired by the end of the work out I ended up with another small scar from his electricity. But , just like the last time he unintentionally hurt me , he apologized and made sure I was completely okay.

We ended up on the roof of the warehouse to get some air as I started chugging a water. I sat near the ledge with Arc next to me staring out. As oddly as it sounded it was comfortable with him.

"Tell me something about yourself.", he said softly.

I turned my head towards him, "Okay, what do you want to know?".

"Anything.", he said a ghost smile appearing on his lips.

"I like art.", I said a small laugh coming out my mouth, "I mean I can't draw except a couple stick figures and blobs but, I love trying to find art in everyday things.".

My eyes traveled to his, "Weird, I know.".

"I like music.", he said, "I have a shit life outside of these sessions with you and music helps me get through it.", his voice was extremely soft. I looked over at him his jaw was ticking slightly, my mind drifted off wondering how anyone could even consider him a villain or how could he do the things that he did.

I hesitantly reached out and let my arm touch his shoulder as if saying ,"I'm here for you".

He smiled at me but, all I could feel from the smile was sadness.

A/N some hints within this chapter! Hope you enjoyed