Pinned & Stuck

Chapter 9 - Broken Trust - Aoi

Insert song: NF - Time

I finally met Peter after searching for him around the garden. He held me in his arms so tightly as soon as he made sure it was me. It was comforting. The feeling I missed since I got here. It was something I looked forward to the entire week. I reminded myself it wasn't safe to stand in the open and pulled him to one of the cottages. I closed the door and the blinds, to make sure no one would find out I was speaking with him. He turned off his Iron Spider suit and took off his regular suit's mask. It must have been stuffy, wearing double costumes like that. I scanned his face like I always do when we come face to face every morning. It was worse. His energy seemed drained out. His eyes appeared to be tired. I felt a pang of guilt in my chest. He must have been very worried since I left the compound. I caused him to be restless again. I hugged him and rested my face on his broad shoulder. His scent, I missed it too. He touched my cheeks and directed it to face him. I looked him in the eyes, moving his messy bangs which distracted my view. Slowly his eyes turned bright again. I couldn't contain my smile when I saw it. He closed the distance between our faces and kissed me. I somehow ended up on his lap, with him sitting on the floor. I didn't want it to end just like how it did before I went for the mission last Saturday. I didn't want to pull away anymore. But Peter ended it by asking me to come home. I was very tempted to say 'yes', so he could carry me off home. I realised I had to buy time at least until the next day. I refused him. I even lied to him about my reason for helping BoM, to make him be furious at me and leave me. He tried to come up with reasons, still trying to convince me to come with him. Honestly, I was a bit sad when he called the mutant prisoners were captured because they are dangerous. It reminded me, I also deserve to be put in there. I got worked up a bit and reminded me about my killing history. He couldn't argue with what I said. I was a bit heartbroken but glad he finally thought about leaving me. Unfortunately, he made up his mind about not leaving without me and wanting to stay if I didn't want to. I was frustrated with his stubbornness. It got me thinking whether he was really hopeless without me. I was touched but concerned at the same time. This means he would throw everything only for a useless guy he met some months ago. I wanted to change his mind about me. I didn't want him to sacrifice everything for me. I wanted him to search his happiness elsewhere. Somewhere safer. Somewhere more beneficial for him where less problems will come to him.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The rapid pounding on the door stopped our argument. It was a man in a leather suit, carrying two katanas on his back. I introduced myself to him and it seemed somebody had told him about me. He only told me his code name, Deadpool. After a quick chat, I went outside to check the situation. Confirming it was safe enough for them to go out, I signalled them to follow me while staying hidden behind the trees. As I feared, some members of BoM, Lorna, Mr. Frederick, and Mr. Mortimer approached me near the exit of the garden. I made up some excuses and promised them I'd be at the lab soon. I was relieved when they bought my lame excuse. I waited for them to be out of sight for at least five minutes before I signalled Peter and Mr. Pool to come out from hiding. The two of them ran out through the garden exit as fast as they could. Peter stopped his track suddenly. Mr. Pool got visibly confused and turned at him.

"Is there something you forgot?" I became worried we have to go back inside again.

He jogged toward me and revealed it was me he forgot to bring. I warned him about the situation we were in and told him to stop joking. He was dead serious, trying to convince me to follow him. After arguing a bit, I gave up. I gave him my words on catching up to him later to tell him my final decision. Of course I wanted to go home, but I really had to extend the time so every hostage could be freed. He was convinced of my promise and continued running with Mr. Pool. I watched them leave. My heart hurt a little for not being able to be with him. I let out a long sigh and assured myself it wouldn't take too long anyway. I should at least fix my mistakes in helping Mr. Erik by being patient for some hours. I started making my way back to the mansion through the garden. I wanted to tell Mr. Erik I changed my mind about the drugs and about leaving without getting them. I was thinking about excuses for it when I heard big thumps going past me from some feet away. It sounded like big, heavy footsteps. A bad feeling came to my mind about the sounds. I was almost reaching the mansion at the time. I turned back and headed to the city again, following the steps. I sprinted as fast as I could. It was the longest distance I ever ran through. As I reached the city, loud noises became clearer and clearer. I increased my pace when I realized it must have something to do with Peter. When I reached him, I saw Mr. Frederick already about to jump on top of Peter. I quickly wished Mr. Frederick to be thrown away when he was mid-air. At least when he is not on the ground, his mutant power wouldn't resist my wish and I could move his body everywhere I want. He was thrown faraway into the forest, miles away from where we were at. Lorna was also there, controlling Peter's Iron Spider suit. I requested her to release him and explained he didn't do anything which would threaten BoM. Instead of letting him go, she directed some metal shards at Peter. I had no choice but to put her down by pushing a wall of earth at her. I remembered Peter wore another suit inside his currently worn suit and asked him to deactivate the Iron Spider one. He handed the nano container to me without hesitating. Right then, Mr. Pool came to us. At the same time, Mr. Mortimer and Lorna got back on their feet and started attacking us again. In the end, after Mr. Pool was injured by a thrown water tank, I decided to stop the fight before Peter would get hurt as well. I buried Lorna in the ground, reaching only below her neck so she could at least breathe but not attack us anymore. Peter demanded my promise but I told him to wait at most until next noon. He was satisfied with what he heard and left, carrying Mr. Pool. I swear I think Mr. Pool enjoyed his time very much.