[warning: There is no sex or smut or anything in this story, but this is as close as it gets so if you don't like that, just skip it :) Alternatively, if you are disappointed by the lack of sex, feel free to use your imagination]
That night Kody showed me everything she'd been working on. Notepads filled with information about Smith&Taylor and any murders/missing persons/suspicious deaths from the area over the past 4 years. Lauren was one of them. Kody's current theory was the cliched human experimentation gone wrong, evil doctor, staged suicide etc. Unsure whether I believed her or thought she was completely insane, I just sat and listened as we made our way through the bottle of vodka.
"I realise I sound like a crazy person" She said, looking around at the scattered newspapers and strings covering her bed. "I dunno. Maybe I am." Too drunk to say anything useful, I just looked up at her as her face transformed. Her so alarmingly alert eyes turned sad and for the first time I saw a kind of vulnerability in her face I didn't think existed. It was unnerving. After a moment she explained. "A few years ago, my sister Maria went missing. I left home and promised myself I would do whatever I could to get her back. They kept telling us she was most likely dead but I could never believe that. I have to believe she's still alive somewhere. Otherwise what's the point?"
"What about your parents?"
"My mum died. Honestly I think it was heartbreak. And my dad wasn't worth going home for"
Shit. That's intense. I opened my mouth to say 'sorry' but knew how empty it would sound. Instead I stretched my arm out and placed my hand on her shoulder. She turned her head to look at me, her eyelids lowered, hiding the glistening tears behind them. As we stared at each other the only sound came from the crackling radio by her bed. Barely audible through the static came the notes of 'love of my life' by queen. How disgustingly sentimental.
As Freddie Mercury's tinny voice drifted through the motel room, Kody leaned forward and brushed her lips against my own. She sat back, waiting for me to say something, but I didn't. Instead, I leaned forward and kissed her again, harder than the last time. Placing her hand on the side of my face, I could feel her breathing speed up, mirroring my heart hammering behind my shirt. Tentatively I placed my hands on her waist and pulled her slightly towards me. She shuffled forward on the bed and slowly moved until she was hovering above me. I was now lying fully on my back. I felt her hands trailing from my stomach to the bottom of my dress "Is this okay?" She whispered, the way she looked at me. Wow. I felt, for the first time in so long, like someone was really seeing me. In answer to her question, I put my hand on the back of her head and brought her soft lips back down to meet mine.
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Dark Heroes: chapter one
Teen Fiction'Growing up I always thought the concept of revenge was a bit melodramatic. Characters would spend the first half of the story looking for revenge and the other half hating themselves for getting it.' Kody has always loved superheroes but what will...
