"Do I Know You?" [K2]

Chapter 3 | A Casual Walk

Mysterion's POV 

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We walked down the dark roads in silence. Even though it was just us looking around at the world around us together, it was a comfortable silence. Not the awkward ones that you have when you get together with family you barely even know.

"Where are we even going?" Kyle asked, breaking the silence. I looked around and pointed to the small mountain-hill near us. Smiling, I pulled him along, watching him trying to hold onto his hat from me running and the wind. Small pieces of red hair stuck out from underneath, and I pretended not to notice. But it was just too funny to hold in.

"You know... some of your hair is sticking out," I said, trying to hold in that almost all of it was sticking out. What is wrong with me?

"идиот" Kyle muttered under his breath. Didn't knew he knew a bit of Russian. Or maybe he just learned insults...

"Where did you learn that from?" I asked, curious. Even as Kenny, I still wouldn't know where he picked up some Russian.

"Some videos on YouTube. Also some guy yelling stuff on the street one day. It was crazy!" He started. I smiled as he spoke about the weird guy on the street, "He was just swearing and stuff, and from what I picked up, he was talking about 'the end of a hero' or something. He was probably high or some shit like that."

The end of a hero, huh? The Coon? He claimed to be a hero but is he really a hero just like...

Me?

True, he could be on something. But still, it worries me. I'm not one to believe this type of stuff, but if it involves death, I'm in.

"Alright, riiiiiiiight..." I started, finally slowing down on a flat part of the grass, "HERE!" I yelled out, finding a dry spot. I sat down, and Kyle sat down next to me. Because why wouldn't he? It was really early in the morning as of now, and the sun should be rising in about an hour or two. I watched it long enough to know how amazing it is.

"Why did you even bring me up here?" Kyle asked with a yawn. I seriously have no concept of time. I don't have a phone either, but I do have an iPod Nano.

4:47AM

Jeez... we've been out that long? Wow...

"What time *yawn* is it..." Kyle asked me, resting his head on my shoulder. I felt my face heat up again. DAMMIT, NOW'S NOT THE TIME MCCORMICK!

"Almost 5AM. Do you want to go home?" I asked him, starting to get tired myself. I usually retreat to my home at around 3:30-4:15AM, so I'm usually sleeping for the day ahead during this time. Kyle's definitely asleep by midnight because of his mom and dad. Wish my parents cared about me a little more...

"Nah, I want to stay here... even if I'm so tired I can't go to school!" He said enthusiastically, making me smile. I didn't want him to miss it, but I did want him to get some rest before the day ahead of him. Plus before his mom notices he's gone. She probably had stuff to drink like everyone else and I passed out.

"Just go to sleep. I'll keep an eye out," I said, looking into his eyes. I felt a connection, and I didn't want ti to stop...

I should go see a doctor about this. Seriously, WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH ME?!

I don't understand it...

I never felt this way before. Damn...

"Alright then. Wake me up later..." He said, falling asleep. I looked around until my eyes landed on the town center below. Everyone is still partying, probably drunk as fuck. Can't wait to hear everyone complaining about their hangovers later.

"So... think you can get everyone with you being a 'hero'?" A voice behind me said. I recognize that voice anywhere... and I hate it every time I hear it.

"What do you want, Coon?" I asked him, watching him emerge out from behind a tree. He had a different look on his face, not just an evil one, but one that was eyeing down Kyle.

"Oh, I think you know. 'Mysterion is the greatest hero ever!', 'Who is Mysterion, cause he is so cool!'" He sarcastically said, walking closer to where I was sitting. He smirked and scratched me on the face. I tried not to flinch and wake up Kyle at the impact. Blood spilled down my cheek, and it hurt, of course.

"Reveal yourself, and tell them I'm the real hero. I actually protect the city. I don't go off with people and bang them while pretending to be a good guy," He continued, madness with a hint of jealously on his voice. Psh, like he knows what being a hero is like.

"Like I ever would. Besides, you're the one sneaking off with people and probably banging them. But what do I know? I'm just Mysterion," I replied, smirking and wiping the blood off my face. God thing I always wear a hood during school.

"Just you wait, I'll expose you one day..." He said, running down the hill and back to the ongoing raging party at the center. What an idiot... but what if tomorrow he looks at all of us for scratch marks???

I need to stop worrying. So much goes through my mind, but no one knows it. I keep it bottled up inside me, cause who would care about what I would have to say? Maybe Kyle, or possibly Stan, but no one else would. I'm just a guy who's a hero for fun, I guess.

During the day, I'm just a pervert who hides in his orange hood. But at night, I'm the person/hero everyone loves. Double lives are hard to live, especially if no one at all can know about it.

Not even your closest friend.

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