Painted with Blood {Complete}

Painter-6

Mentions of abuse. Nothing is described.

Wally woke up with a headache. He was leaning against a wall, unchained. His new wounds cleaned and bandaged.

He could hear quiet sobbing and he quickly looked up. Painter has curled up on the other side of the warehouse, a tall girl, who appeared to be in her late teens crouched next to her.

She had lightly tanned skin, long brown hair, streaked with bright greens and blues. She had a black mask with specks of green littler over it and wore black jeans and a red turtleneck.

The girl appeared to be comforting Painter, but, if Wally was lucky, saved him from further harm.

Wally tried to stand, but a wave of dizziness overcame him and he fell back down. He shook his head softly, trying to get rid of the dizziness and then massaged his headache.

Apparently, his falling was loud as all of a sudden, the sobbing stopped and both girls were looking at him.

There were two very different looks on their faces.

The new girls expression was of concern and from Wally's perspective it seemed like it was concern for the both of them.

Painter's was panicked and generally out of it, and so, despite the fact that Wally should be generally against liking painter, he felt concerned.

The new girl seem to notice the concern on Wally's face and took it as a sign that she was allowed to send Painter away to calm herself in a way she needed.

She took a phone and a pair of headphones out of her pocket and handed them to Painter and whispered something to her. Painter then nodded slightly before taking the objects and walking away.

Once the small girl left the new girl approached Wally, kneeling beside him.

"How are you feeling?" She asked gently.

"Fi-"

Now that his main thoughts had travelled back to his well being, Wally's headache return, hurting more than it was before.

He groaned and clutched his head, keeling over. The girl quickly stood, fetching something.

She came back with and ice pack and gave it to him. Gratefully, he took it, placing it against his throbbing head.

"Thanks" he managed

"She regrets it, you know. Painter. She normally targets people who deserve it. People like abusive parents, gangsters, kidnappers and so on"

Wally nodded, as much as he was against the way Painter dealt with them, at least they weren't innocent people. But then why did she go for him?

The girl seemed to know what he was thinking and continued,

"Sometimes, though, she will lose her rationality and will target others. She regrets it every time but there's nothing she can do about it. She's a good kid, she's just a little troubled sometimes. Anyways. The names Jay"

"Wally"

As he mauled over the parts of Painters story, he noticed that, despite the mask, the girl had given him a name.

"Hey, so, why did you just give me your name if your wearing a mask?"

"Jay's my nickname, kid"

She stood.

"We'd better get you home now, before your parents worry, huh, Flash Boy?"

She grinned, the smile growing as he realised what she just called him.

Originally published: 8/3/2018
Edited 17/12/19