What Is Love?

13 | Kidnapping Jon Kent

Chloe: Thank you for bringing me home, Jon!

Me: Yeah, no problem!

She waved her hand at me, before ulocking her home door and closing it behind her gently. I sighed, looked up at the bright and blue sky above me. My hands were inside my jeans pockets, then heard my phone ringing. I pulled it out and answered it.

Me: Hello?

Lois: Hello, Jonathan could you buy some milk on your way home? Your Father is busy

Me: Sure Mom. What are you making for dinner tonight?

Lois: Something special! For my baby boy!

Me: Mom! We already talked it through, I'm a grown Teen!

Lois: My Baby Teen! See you at home sweetheart! Love ya~

I hung up, before holding my phone tightly and looking around. Since no one was around, I jumped high and decided to speed things up by flying. And I did.

I returned back home after buying milk, entering the house and turning, only to be startled by Bruce Wayne and Damian Wayne sitting on our couch while talking to my Father, Clark Kent.

They looked at me, who fixed the position of his glasses and gave the milk to my Mother. Who gave me a kiss on the forehead, before smiling and pushing me towards my Father inorder to sit beside him. And I did.

Bruce: Hello there, Jonathan Kent

He spoke with his gentleman-like voice, sitting like a confident man.
I mean, he is Batman after all.

Me: Hii, what is going on here?

Bruce: I would like to invite you all to have Dinner with us in a fancy Restaurant, would you like to join us? Or would you rather eat here?

Before answering, I took a quick glance over at my Mother she gave me a glare literally telling me to say yes but...I'm sorry to disappoint you, I want to be alone.

Therefore I lowered my head, fixed my glasses position once again before answering to Mr.Wayne's question.

Me: It's kind of you, but I would like to eat here...alone

Bruce: Are you trying to become like me? Being by yourself?

I didn't look in anyones eyes, only at my hands which were on top of my thighs.

Me: I'm sorry, but I-i...had a little fight with someone and wish to be alone for awhile

Clark: A fight with someone? Who was it? Do I know them?

Me: You hardly come to my School Dad, how could you possibly know them even if I tell you?

Damian: Was it that Chloe girl again?

The heat of rage was increasing as I looked up in a glare, glaring at Damian who sat exactly like his Father but with crossed arms and a cold face, looking at me.

Lois: Chloe? No, why? Chloe is a sweetheart, she would never fight with anyone

Me: No no! It wasn't Chloe! It was someone else, you guys don't the Student!