MangoGoGo
Kings Do Not Get Free Thrones So Keep Trying
Wolf only had enough time to turn his head before Liliana was on him. The surprise on his face was shadowed by the hood and his temporary mask. She grabbed his shirt and tossed him against the wall letting out a small “oof” as his back hit the wall. He felt her forearm press against his neck, and he instinctively reached up to push it off him, even just an inch so he could breathe. He locked eyes with her, if looks could kill he was sure she was doing it nice and slow making sure he felt every ounce of pain she could inflect. She began to rant and rave, telling him the risk she was taking to him, how she’s been wanting to strangle him, how if something were to happen no one in her life would know where she was. Wolf was taken aback, he had never seen her like this before, she always seemed to calm and collective. Yes, a little cocky at times but it never got to her head that she would make mistakes that could cost her, “You expect me to feel sorry for you?” Wolf suddenly says as he pushes back against her. He got in her face as he continued, “The world isn’t going to bend at your will just because you want something! Who the hell do you think you are? Just because you have powers you think everything is just going to fall in your lap. Let me tell you something Love, the world is a cruel place that will eat you up and spit you out. If you don’t keep that in mind you are just going to be another chalk outline in the streets!” It was as if Declan’s life flashed before his eyes as the words left his mouth. Everyone he cared about, the tragedy he accidentally survived, everything that led him to this moment flashed through his mind as the two sworn enemies stood in silence.
That’s when Wolf saw an opening. He quickly shoved Liliana away before a chain wrapped around her waist and pulled her away with such velocity it forced her through one of the walls of the room kicking up dirt and drywall dust into the air clouding his vision for a moment. Normally he would be cautious when he couldn’t lay eyes on the agent, especially when she was angry, however, he didn’t hear her move and was surprised to see her on the ground still when he walked through the hole. He knew she had a high pain tolerance so simply throwing her through the wall wasn’t enough to keep her on the ground like that. Which probably meant she was mentally defeated. If this was a month ago, he would reveal in this form of victory taunting her relentlessly and maybe tossing her around with his chains. However, he didn’t feel like doing that as a ping of guilt sat on his heart, so this is what you do to the women you “love”? he shook his head as he steps closer into the room, “is this what you look like when you don’t get your way, agent?” He says before he crosses his arms, “pitiful, like a spoiled child who didn’t get the toy they wanted.” he half turned towards the hole he created but kept his eyes on her, “I expected more from you, much more.” With those words said he turned around once again and walked off this time keeping his ears open and his ability at the ready just in case, she tried to attack him again and was disappointed when she didn’t.
He stepped out into the cool air, jumped to the top of one of the buildings and walked his way towards the building where he stored his clothes and bike. He felt the guilt rise up once again as the image of Liliana laying on the floor appeared in his mind. Did he go too far? Push her too far? He did have these feelings for her and yet he still taunted her, toyed with her. Should he separate himself from her? This job got a lot harder since the kiss last week. These feelings, he hasn’t felt like this since falling for…He heard a faint rumbling that cut through his thoughts. It didn’t take him long to figure out what it was and where it was coming from. He pulled out his phone from his pants and opened the screen, the brightness flash banging his eyes after getting used to the darkness. He read the text several times and each time he stopped himself from text back. Should he text her back? He just left her on the floor in the building and now he’s going to go there and play hero? Pretty pathitic of you, Declan he shook his head as his fingers tapped on the buttons of his phone, this is a bad idea, you’re missing the plot he was about to push send when she suddenly sent him the address where she was at. He recognized the address as it was the same place he just left her don’t do it, Declan. You’re just getting too involved, do your job and move on Declan quickly typed ‘I’m on my way’ before quickly getting changed into his normal outfit you’re seriously missing the plot Declan…
Declan made sure to take the long way to get to Lily. Getting to her too fast could cause her to become suspicious, although the streets where empty with how late it was so getting there too fast would still be realistic, right? He turned the corner and slowly drove down the road looking left and right trying to find her before he saw a lone figure standing near an alleyway, her gaze on the ground and then at him when she heard the engine of his bike getting closer. He stopped in front of her and jumped off his bike. He barely took off his helmet when Liliana suddenly rushed him and hugged him tightly. He was caught off guard before he slowly wrapped his arms around her and held tightly, making sure he didn’t accidently hit her with his helmet since she didn’t give him time to put it down god you’re such an asshole, Declan He felt her tremble a little and he rubbed her back to try and calm her down, “Are you ok, Lily?” Wow, you really are an asshole he suddenly heard soft sobs and felt her balling up the fabric of shirt under her fist as if she was trying to keep herself from cry, “Lily,” he says softly before he buries his head in her shoulder and just holds her. He didn’t have the words to comfort her. How could he? He was the one who caused this wasn’t he? And now here he was trying to play the part of caring boyfriend…or friend, “I’m here, Lily, I’m here.” He says as he rubs her back, “I got you.”
Once she got herself under control Declan led her back to his bike and waited until she got on before he handed her his helmet. Surprisingly, she didn’t fight him and just put it on as he got on his bike. She knew the routine; she wrapped her arms around his midsection and tapped him giving him the signal she was ready. Declan nodded and gave her hand a squeeze, it didn’t mean anything, but he felt he had to do it. The drive was nothing worth writing home about, he did take the freeway as usual, cruising through the empty freeway and missing two of the exits before taking the third which would add ten minutes to the drive, but he was sure she didn’t mind, she liked riding his bike after. Declan slowed to a stop as they reached the parking lot of her apartment building. He kicked down the stand and turned off his bike before tapping her hand to signal it was safe for her to get off. She didn’t react, in fact, she didn’t even move. Even when Declan turned his head to look at her she stayed in her position, “we’re here Lily.” He calls to her, his hand tapping her hand again but this time running his thumb along the top of her hand, along her knuckles. He saw her shoulders rise and fall before he got off and took off her helmet. She handed him his Helmit, “thanks.” He says but found himself grabbing her hand instead of his helmet it was holding. The non couple locked eyes for a moment, “Lily, what happened?” he asked a ping of guilt as he already knew the answer so he decided to change the question a little, “this week has been weird.” He chuckled trying to insert some humor, but it fell flat.