Chapter five

11pm

I sit in the skinny chair. Brandon on the floor as Mira sits on the bed. This was Mira's home. We've chilled here for about three hours now.

Smoke fumes into the air as Mira lies on her back, puffing.

Brandon did nothing. One AirPod in his ear as he bobs his head up and down a little. All them doing this while I took my time to study for my test the next day. "You want some?" Mira hands the blunt to Brandon who refuses it.

Mira was a short girl. About 5'5, dark-skinned Mexican, long brown hair, 19 years old, scrawny, and a tough jawline that stands out.

Brandon was about 5'8, African American, dark-skinned, short hair, 20 years old, scrawny, and a wide nose.

I refuse even though I didn't face her. I didn't like when she smoked.

I move my hair from my face and put it behind my ears. My hair was annoying. Always falling in my eyes, mouth. My mom and friends want me to cut it, but I'm afraid I'd be uglier than I already am. I'm missing teeth as it is. A dentist is what I need the most.

"You two are so lame," Mira comments.

"Does smoking make you feel better?" I chime.

"Kinda."

I turn to look at Mira as I was turning the page in the math book.

"What would your mom say if she walked in and seen you smoking?" I ask. Mira shrugs. Mira never got along with her mom, stepdad, or older sister. She was a loner. She always picked fights with people at school and was always the one to lose them.

"She's most likely through a sissy fit and tells stepdad," Mira replies. I raise my eyebrows and turn to look at her.

"Why don't you try and talk to your mom about what's going on?" I ask.

Mira shakes her head, taking another puff from the blunt. Her eyes bloodshot red. Her eyes squinted as she inhaled before slowly exhaling. The smoke was nearly invisible as she blows it out. "Fuck that," she responded.

"Mira a bitch," Brandon says.

Mira reaches over the edge of the bed, smacking Brandon on the back of the head. He flinched and laughed as so did Mira and I by the expression on Brandon's face.

"You won't fight me though," Mira says.

"I'll Saitama yo ahh," Brandon laughed. I shake my head and look down at my hand. The cast around my waist and back squeezing me tight. I couldn't wait to get this thing off of me.

Mira sits up and puts out the blunt.

"Anyone hungry?" She asked. I lift my head feeling my stomach touch my back in hunger. "Chips perhaps?" I ask. Mira nods.

She then points to Brandon. "You?"

Brandon stands with her. Mira opens the door, letting the cold air from the outside to splash into the room. I didn't know how hot it was until she's opened the door.

As Mira walks out of the room, she completely ignored the fact her older sister was about to open the room door. Mira and Brandon walk past her. Natalie squints her eyes in confusion as she watches Mira and Brandon head toward the kitchen. I just sit there.

Natalie was of average height, light-skinned, Mexican and Chinese, looked more Chinese, brown hair, and such a beautiful body structure. Too nice for me though.

"Hi.." she smiles and puts her hands behind her back before bowing at me.

"Hey, Natalie," I say. I turn around to study again, hoping to give her a sign I didn't want to talk to her at the moment. I focus on my paper but got distracted when the door closed. I hoped she wasn't on the room, but that was crushed when I heard the bed being sat on.

"So... you took a bullet for... Ellen, is her name?" Natalie asked.

I slowly nod my head, opening my mouth to make some noise so I won't give her a signal of being rude and angry.

"I guess," I reply.

Natalie nods and just nods her head before looking around.

Her high skirt showing some of her panties. A hot pink. I caught myself looking before shaking my head and focusing on the numbers within the book and on my paper.

"I mean, anyone should be grateful you took a bullet for them. I would. You seem like such a nice person, haha. How old are you?" She asked. I sigh softly and shrug my shoulders. "I mean it really shouldn't matter, should it?" I ask. "No. Sorry. I'm 20." She smiles. When she smiled her eyes vanished. Cutest thing I've ever seen.

"I really should get to studying," I say.

Natalie rubs her hand in her long sleeves of her pitch-black hoodie.

Mira and Brandon come walking back in with smiles and shaking their heads. "YOOOO!" Mira yells out.

"Tony just got his shit rocked!" She proclaimed.

I give a confused look at Natalie turns on the Tv. The news was already up which unusual for Mira to have on. She never watched the news. And since the news was on her Tv in her room mad with even more weirder.

"As we know, Tony Stark has been fatally beaten in the fight today. His armor is torn to pieces, not only did he nearly get beaten to death, the man you know as Captain America is suffering from six broken ribs and a fractured skull. We'll keep you updated on what happens next on Fox 10 news." News reports.

In the background, just downtown of this city, buildings were on fire.

I could see helicopters and people being put into ambulances. Mira laughed historically at the situation.

"Whoever killed spider-man, rocked Tony and Cap is my new favorite person," Mira says. Brandon shakes his head, focusing on the fact that the Avengers were being beat down.

"What will we do now?" Natalie asked. Come to think of it, if the Avengers get taken down, the city is no longer safe. Three of them had been taken out. Thor isn't in the team. Some said he went back to his hometown. That leaves us with Hulk, Hawkeye, Black widow, and Nick Fiery. I shake my head at the situation.

"We'll be fine," I mutter.

Natalie kept staring at me. I could feel it. Brandon and Mira looking at the news as if it were some type of action movie or something.

I couldn't bare to see Cap's burnt up body and Tony's ripped skin.

I never really messed with eh Avengers, but they have saved this city from a lot of things. Spider-man was a good fighter, but more on the annoying side.

I tap my pants to make sure my car keys are still in the there.

I close the book, standing. "Alright. I'm going to sleep for the test tomorrow. I'll catch you guys later," I say. Mira puts a thumbs up as Brandon gives me a bro handshake. Natalie stands and opens the room door for me.

"Bye, Kaden. When is the next time I'll get to see you?" She asked. I swallow, nearly choking on my spit.

"Uh... I... Maybe... soon hopefully. I guess. I have to go. See ya later, Natalie." I walk out.