CHAPTER 2 CAUSE I RAN OUT OF SPACE 🤭: I couldn’t decide who it was from but the hand writing looked familiar. At least someone else cares for me besides the hero. The envelope smelled just like the roses, and I don’t know why I liked it. But it was someone else’s scent, not the roses because they both had its scent. I walked to my room and put on my pajamas. I decided to text the ‘hero’ again when I noticed something. They put their contact name as “Love”. But it wasn’t their contact name. It was only visible for me, because their real contact name was just “????”. They must’ve hacked my phone or took it when I wasn’t aware of it. But when? I was at the office all day long. I drift off to sleep after I put my phone to charge and I snuggle into bed. “I’ll figure it out tomorrow.” I say with a yawn before I sleep. I suddenly wake up, it’s 1:00 am. I try to go back to sleep but I’m wide awake. I decide to text the stranger to see their intentions. VILLAINS POV: I hope the detective likes the gift I sent her. My phone beeps, it’s a text from my detective. D: hey “hero”. Whatcha doing? “Fudge.” She realized that I’m not the hero. V: heh, you found out who I am? D: no, but I know your not hero V: oh, sorry I just admire your work so much! It’s tough having to deal with that villain 24/7! D: oh thank you! Yes it is hard! D: oh by the way, can we forget about the whole me liking the villain thing? It was just a prank for the hero 😂 V: yeah, definitely! I love pranking my friends! I stare at her text. Hopefully she doesn’t mean that. She likes me, right? Tears start to form in my eyes. She likes me, she likes me, she likes me. Hopefully that’s true, I don’t know what’ll happen to me if she doesn’t. V: well I hope we can become friends someday! Anyways I’m going to sleep, goodnight! D: okay, goodnight! I decide to text the hero to see if she was lying. V: hey hero! Im sorry for blocking you, I think someone else did it because I don’t remember doing that to you. H: I know you’re not detective, but it’s okay! V: sorry, I think one of my friends went through my phone and did that! H: I get it! So you’re just a civilian? V: yeah! H: alright, well since you’re on my contacts list, if you need any help just make sure to let me know! That pesky villain is still on the loose so be safe! V: I will! Oh and by the way I have a question. H: yes? V: is it true that detective like the villain? I promise won’t tell anyone! H: if you promise not to tell a single soul! Then yes, she does. Please don’t tell anyone! I’m begging you. V: just wanted to know! Thanks for telling me! And don’t worry I won’t tell anyone about it! Goodnight. H: good. Goodnight. I squirm in my bed, wiggling everywhere. “Yes!” Detective does like me! I’m so glad she does! Now I can sleep in peace I wake up and grab my phone, my detective texted me, how cute. D: hey want to grab a coffee today? I know a good place we can we meet on neutral grounds! V: sure! Send me the address and time and I’ll be there! D: alright, it’s at Rainy Cafe. Meet me there in, 30 minutes? V: yeah, that’s good! Meet you there. I change into some ripped jeans and a black hoodie with a black shirt underneath it. It’s freezing outside so the extra layers may come in handy. I put on some shoes and put a mask on. She can’t know I’m the villain, I need to gain her trust first. After I’m ready I head out and drive to the cafe. I’m a little early, but I just can’t wait to see my detective. I sit down at a table for two which is just outside the cafe window. I can see other people on the other side of the window eating their food. The table is made out of metal and so are the chairs. There is also a small plant at the side of the table, facing the wall. I see her walking over to me. She has a light blue dress on with blue heels and a dark blue jacket. “Hi, are you the person I’m meeting up with?” She asks me. “Yes it’s me.” I respond. “But might I say detective,” I say with a smile. “You look stunning today!” Even though it’s obvious, she tries to hide the fact that she blushing. She sits down on the other chair. “Thank you! You look nice as well.” She replies. “I can see you very much like blue.” “Yes I do, it’s my favorite color of all time!” She smiles while saying that. She looks more comfortable than before. I don’t know why she hasn’t recognized my voice yet though. A tall male waitress comes to serve us. His hair is slicked back and he is wearing a formal uniform. “Oh, Autumn! I see your back here again with someone else this time! May I take your order?” He says with a smile to detective confidently. “Hello! Yes I would like a small hot chocolate with caramel please.” She smiled brightly at him, it was beautiful. I realized I was staring after the waitress asked me what was my order. “Huh? Oh uh can I have a coffee please?” I say nervously. “Sure thing, I’ll be right back with your guys’s order.” He said with a neutral face to me. “So, Autumn. What a lovely name you have!” I say to the detective. “Oh why thank you! It’s one of the reasons I love Autumn!” She beamed at me with that smile of hers again. “What’s your name?” She asks. “O-oh u-uh, my name is D-Dean.” I stuttered while saying that, why? I’m always so confident. She just gives me butterflies I guess. “Nice name too.” She grins. “So Autumn, what are your hobbies?” “Well I like drawing, a lot. And I also like reading.” She responds. “Can I see your art?” I ask. “Sure, just hold on.” She says wile trying to grab something out of her bag, a sketch book. It’s a small book with a brown cover with a strap so she can get back to the same page. It has little sticky notes sticking out and sheets of papers. She opens the book to a page and shows me the drawing inside of it. It’s a cherry blossom flower painted with water colors and pastel. It’s the most gorgeous flower I’ve ever seen, in drawing form. “This is my favorite one.” She points out. “It’s beautiful.” I say without hesitation. “Thanks, I’ve been practicing.” She says as she scratches the back of her head. I text the detective as soon as I get home. V: hey love, how you doing? DETECTIVES POV: I cant believe I just did that. That villain is going to be the death of me, or should I say Dean? His name fits him perfectly. Suddenly I get a text from the villain. I feel myself start to blush. Love? Why is he calling me that? Does he really like me that much? I guess I could try to flirt, but I’m not good at it. D: I’m doing good. Now why are you calling me love? Are you really that obsessed with me? V: NO!!! D: sureee 😂 V: shut up D: cmon darling, you know your obsessed with me 😉 V: I’m not! D: if you say so V: oh but didn’t you say that you found me attractive? D: what! No never!! V: really? But didn’t hero tell me that when I asked him? D: he’s lying! V: I know hero better than you do, he doesn’t lie much. Especially the way he texted me not to tell anyone about it. D: your annoying V: or attractive? D: both V: WHAT D: IT WAS A JOKE CALM DOWN 😭 V: I screen shot it 😉 D: NOOO IT WAS A JOKE DELETE IT😭😭 V: no thank you :) D: I HATE YOUU V: that’s what I love about you D: I’m leaving V: see you later! I hate that villain, he’s so annoying. I sigh. I pick out a book and then sit on my bed. I start reading it and then fall asleep, still in my dress. I then wake up due to a knock on my front door. I get up and open the door to see the villain standing in front of my door smirking. “What are you doing here?” I ask him. “I told you I would be seeing you later.” He answers me. He pulls out his phone and shows me the text. “Ok well you can go back to your house now.” I say with a yawn, but all he can do is just smile at me. “I don’t think that’s necessary.” He says as he enters my house. I close the door and stumble over to him. It’s already midnight, how did time pass by so fast? He walks over to the dining table. “How cute, you kept the flowers I sent you in a vase.” “Shut up and get out.” I grumble. “Oh but admit it, you glad to see me here.” He says gazing at me with those emerald eyes of his. “I guess.” I mutter under my breath as I look down. He cups my chin up with one hand to look at him directly. Our faces are just inches away from each others. “What did you say love?” Dean asked me. I blush. I can’t believe my enemy is doing this. I try to avoid eye contact in anyway possible. “Nothing.” I mutter. “I know you said something else love.” His smirking annoys me, but I wish to see it more than anything. I frown but still blush, I hate it that he makes me blush. “I said I guess.” I finally mutter. “We both know that you’re obsessed with me love.” He says softly to me. I scoff and roll my eyes, letting out a smile. “Me? Obsessed with you? You’re the one that tracked down my address multiple times.” I say letting out a chuckle. He finally blushes and turns his head. “W-well, it’s not r-really-.” He stutters, it’s cute. Suddenly I lean in towards his face and our lips meet each other. He fills in the gap. We’re kissing. I’m. Kissing. The. Villain. But it’s something I can’t pull away from. It’s something I strive for. He suddenly pulls back slowly after a minute or so. He’s all flustered and blushing. “U-uh, well I b-better get going. Uh, bye!” He stutters as he says that. He runs out the door and slams it closed, leaving me there standing in shock of what I just did. I hear his engine start before he rides away.

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PART THREE CAUSE I RAN OUT OF SPACE AGAIN 🤭: I’m blushing furiously, I can feel it. “Oh my gosh I can’t believe I just did that.” I say to myself. WHY DID I DO THAT?! You know what, I have work at eight in the morning tomorrow, so I better get some sleep. After I change into my pajamas I fall into me bed and sleep in a blink of an eye. VILLAINS POV: As I wake up I remember what happened last night. Autumn kissed me. Now that’s a reason to wake up and have a good day. I smile at the thought of kissing her again. I don’t know why I pulled back from it. It was the best moment in my life. I wish I hadn’t done that. I dress up in a black hoodie and some jeans with some white sneakers. I hear my stomach start to grumble, I guess I’m hungry. Maybe I should go back to that cafe me and Autumn were at yesterday, that place did have good food. So I hop on my motorcycle and drive over there. After parking I walk over to the same table I sat at yesterday. I wait for someone to serve me until I see the same waitress from yesterday walk outside. What was his name again? Oh right, Oliver. I have a huge problem remembering names. His face looks shocked as he sees me. “Hey where is Autumn?” He asks me instead of asking what I want to order. “Umm yes, I would like to order a coffee please.” I say ignoring his stupid question. “I don’t care about that, I asked where was Autumn.” He says to me as if I were supposed to be scared. “I don’t know, probably at work or something.” I roll my eyes as I lean back into my chair. “So she left you? Ha! Pathetic. You don’t have a chance with her.” He says as if he wanted to start a fight, which I wouldn’t mind actually. “Well I have more of a chance with her than you do.” I say with a smirk, now sitting up straight. “What makes you think that?” His face now a frown. “Well the fact that I know her favorite color, hobbies, favorite book, favorite drawing, favorite season, and we kissed last night. I also know her address and phone number.” I say with a smirk. I finish off with a wink to anger him even more. This angers him extremely. “Listen here you little-“ “Woah language!” I say mockingly, interrupting him. “LISTEN!” “If you dare to keep seeing her again I will beat you till you bleed out.” He says slamming his hands on the table, his face red. “Oh no! I’m so scared!” I say sarcastically towards him. “How about no.” I say edging toward him with a smile on my face. He grabs me by my shirt and throws me to the ground. I get up immediately and punch him in the stomach. He pins me to the wall and punches me in the eye. I smirk, unfazed to the pain because this means I win Autumn over and he’s jealous. Suddenly I hear a familiar voice. My eyes widen at who I see yelling at Oliver. DETECTIVES POV: I wake up and check the time. I’m late! I quickly put on some boots and a blouse with some jeans. I take my keys and drive to Rainy Cafe for breakfast. After I park, I check my watch and realize my alarm clock was an hour late. Im actually on time. Oh right, I put it like that so I get to work early, smart. As I walk out of my car I see a familiar man pinning another familiar man to the cafe’s wall. “SHES MINE YOU IDIOT!” I hear a familiar voice say as I walk closer to the scene. It was Oliver’s voice. I realize the guy getting pinned to the wall was Dean. I run up to them, not caring that I forgot my jacket in my car even though it’s freezing outside. “OLIVER WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” I yell at him. “Autumn! I-uh.” He stutters trying to find an excuse. I look over to see Dean. He has a black eye and has some scratches on his face. “Dean are you okay?” I ask him pushing Oliver out of the way. His eyes widen. “U-uh yeah, I’m fine.” He mutters, his voice getting lower the more words come out of his mouth. I glare at Oliver. “Why Oliver? Why?” “Autumn I-“ I don’t let him finish. I walk away to my car with Dean’s hand in mine. I lead him into the passengers seat and I sit down in the drivers seat. Forget about breakfast at the cafe, I’ll just make a sandwich. “Dean are you okay?” I say with a worried expression on my face. “Yeah I’m fine.” He answers, but his face says a completely different story. “Why was he beating you up?” I ask him. He remains silent. “Dean, why was he beating you up?” My voice a little harsher than before. “Wow detective, you really care for me.” He says with a grin. But my face doesn’t change, instead of blushing I just death stare at him, making him stop smiling. This was serious. “Uh, it’s complicated ya know?” “Dean, you know I can completely understand whatever you tell me, I’m a detective remember?” I say with an emotionless face. “Oh yeah, right. So uh I went to the cafe for breakfast because the food there was honestly good. I had sat down at the same table we had sat at yesterday. When, Oliver came to serve me he had threatened to beat me if I kept seeing you. I told him no. He told me that I have no chance with you, but I told him about how we kissed last night nothing else. And he pinned me to the wall and started beating me, blah blah blah.” Dean said with a smirk. “Oh Dean that horrible!” I say as I put my hands on his eye lid softly. “Ow! Stop!” He yelps in pain. “Sorry, I’ll bring you home so I can get some ice to treat you.” I say before I start driving. In the corner of my eye I can see him blushing, but I can’t pay attention to that right now since I’m driving. When I finally got home and parked in the driveway, I got out and took Dean’s hand and entered the house. As I close the door I can see him just staring at me. “What?” I ask cocking an eyebrow. “O-oh uh nothing.” He stutters looking away from me. “Okay. Well just make yourself at home, I’m going to get ice.” I say before letting go of his hand and walking over to the kitchen. I grab a cup and drop some ice in there from the fridge. I see Dean sitting down on the couch. I walk towards him. “Lay down.” I instruct him. He does as he’s told and lays down on the couch. I put some ice on his black eye gently. He winces but doesn’t move. “Autumn.” He says. “Yes?” I respond while still focusing on his black eye treatment. “Thank you.” He says. I pause, and then continue. It’s the first time that someone has said that to me in a while. I smile. “You’re welcome, Dean.” After I finish I give him a kiss on the cheek. He starts blushing. “I’m going to work so don’t blow up, or start a fire to burn down my house please. If you need more ice get some from the fridge. And if you’re hungry I have some potato chips in the pantry. Don’t ruin the house please. Alright bye!” I say before leaving. When I walk in the office I see my boss checking his watch and tapping his feet. “Detective, you’re late.” He says in a grumpy voice. Looks like someone didn’t get good sleep last night. “Sorry, I had an emergency this morning.” “What type of emergency?” He asks me. What am I supposed to say? That a guy who had a crush on me punched the villain so I had to take care of him? I’ll just make up an excuse. “I had a girl emergency, if you know what I mean.” I say hoping he’ll buy it. “Oh, okay well I’ll let you slide this time. Get to your cubicle please.” “Yes sir.” I say before going to my cubicle.