Just Another Experiment ✨ Scriddler

Chapter 8 ~ Going Back Home

6 years later...

I stepped out of the taxi, breathing in the fresh air of the city I once called home.

This place was really run down. Like, it was already, but now it's just, wow.

Where was the Bat when you needed him?

Suddenly, a bright, white light shone in the sky.

The Bat Symbol.

"Nevermind then." I sighed to myself.

I walked down the street that was covered with rubble and debris. I occasionally stepped over a dead body and turned a corner.

I met with a big, green question mark on the wall with spray paint.

A grin spread across my face.

This is the place.

"But how do I get in?" I said aloud.

I looked around the place, peeping my head around small mountains of debris, until I "Found it!"

There was a little button under a rock.

I pushed it and-

BZZZT

I felt the electricity run straight through my body, leaving me with no ability to move.

I fell to the floor.

-

"WHAT?"

I opened my eyes, I was lying on the floor. It was stone cold. I wasn't on the street anymore, someone had moved me inside a building.

The whole room was definitely made out of concrete. There was a red light coming from the window that was on the wall facing me. Inside the window was a silhouette of two people talking to each other, one significantly angrier than the other.

I propped myself up on one elbow and listened in to the conversation.

"I-I'm sorry boss, I didn't know that you knew him-"

"It's ok, you obviously wouldn't know that. You know me, I keep to myself. Half the time."

Is that Edward?

Crane, are you serious? You're supposed to be smart.

Shut up, Scarecrow.

The one that I assumed was Edward appeared to sit down on something and rest his head in his hands.

"Go and check if he's awake."

"Yes boss."

I laid back down and banged my head. I muttered an inaudible 'ow' and pretended I was asleep.

The door next to the window opened and I heard someone with big, heavy footsteps coming towards me, small footsteps followed.

"He's asleep, boss."

"No he's not."

"How can you tell?"

"I am the cleverest carbon based life form."

"Oh yeah."

"You can stop pretending now, Crane."

I opened my eyes and seen Ed leaning on the doorframe with a gold cane.

He changed a lot. His hair was shorter and he had a stubble.

You are not gay, Crane. Scarecrow repeated in my head.

I leaned on my elbows again.

He kept some things the same. He had the same hat, glasses, his eyes were much darker, though, and held pain in them.

"You can go, Pete." He said to the- I think- henchman.

"Yes, boss." The big guy left the room, his big strides echoing. He closed the door when he left.

"I told you to never come back." Edward muttered.

"I couldn't-"

"Don't do that cliché shit!" He spat.

He started to circle around me.

"Over the years, I have learned not to forgive anyone. Especially people like you. People who seem okay at first, then stab you in the back and then want to be your friend again. Believe me, I have experienced it many times. But you, you wasn't like the others, no. No, you found your way to etch yourself into my brain for the last six years. No matter how hard I tried to forget about you, you just came back. I often wondered why." He stopped, realising he had picked up his pace, speed walking around me. He looked at the floor. "And I finally found why. Because I loved you. But you could never love me. You couldn't love anyone. I could see it in your eyes."

"Edward-" I stood up.

"I'm still talking!" He squinted his eyes and shouted at me. Not directly, just slightly turned his head in my direction. Then, he started to pace around me again. "I seen the twinkle in your eyes. The kind of twinkle that said, 'I know exactly how to make you love me. Then I'll use you for my experiment.'"

"You were never just another one of my experiments, Edward. I truly do love you!"

He stopped right in front of me, looking me dead in the eye.

"I've had battles with myself for the last 6 years, trying to convince myself that I wasn't gay. That I wasn't weak. That I wouldn't fall for you. But I did. Hard. And I knew that you wouldn't forgive me for what Scarecrow done. Do you have any idea how much you mean to me? How much I missed you?" I walked towards him, stopping about 30cm away. "How much I love you?"

He broke eye contact with me. "The last person I loved tried to walk away from me because she was scared. I killed her. And I'm scared in case you try to walk away and I accidentally kill you."

I held his face in my hands.

"Why would I want to walk away from you?"

I finally worked up the courage to do something I have wanted to do for 6 long, lonely years.

I KILLED HIM

I'm only kidding.

I kissed him.

He broke the kiss and hugged me so tight. I hugged back, taking in his scent, feeling his warmth, it was pure ecstasy.

"I love you, Jon."

I smiled.

"I love you too, Ed."

The End.

Hey, kids. Did you enjoy that short story which took a long ass time to make? Yes? No? Probably no lol. Anyway, thank you for reading :D.
~Robina✨