Sometimes, you just have to sit down and think to yourself, 'how in the hell did I get here?'.

That little pesky thought was tap dancing on my brain, like a bitch as I sat in the gorgeous bedroom that I was sharing with Rhett.

I sat at the vanity in pure shock as I stared back at myself.

Somehow the servants in this huge castle had been able to detangle my nest of curls and made them shine and bounce beautifully.

They had set out a very loose fitting and flowing outfit for me to wear. It was a long black shirt that showed all of my side and back, along with a pair of flowing white pants, that felt like being covered in a cloud.

They even had done my makeup with nice natural tones to make me look like I wasn't some sleep deranged psycho who had escaped asylum.

Rhett had chosen to stick with his own clothes that he had brought along with him. He was in a pair of nice black pants and a tight fitting green shirt that popped nicely against his tan skin and black hair.

He looked good, and with the way he was just staring at me from his position perched on the end of the bed, it made something in me twitch.

A small bit of sweat covered my palms as I smiled over at him.

Apparently, the sun here never sets, so even though it was 7 o'clock at night, the sun was still shinning brightly in the sky, like an un-dying lamp.

I sent Rhett a small smile, but all he did was look over at me without blinking as she stared at my face through the vanity mirror.

I frowned as he continued to stare, no emotion on his face.

I turned around from my seat and looked at him, our eyes a clash of swirling silver and brown.

What is the perfect way to break a slight to mild uncomfortable staring contest?

I picked up one of the bottles of perfume on the vanity and threw it at Rhett's face.

He just barely ducked before it hit him smack in the face, before bouncing slightly on the bed behind him.

His eyes were wide as he sat up straight again, looking at me like I was crazy.

Perfect way to break up a staring contest.

"What the hell, Kat?" he sighed, his mouth open in utter shock.

I shrugged, still feeling that weird feeling in my stomach from his hard gaze that seemed to want to completely consume me.

"Just checking your reflexes" I smirked as he sighed, just shaking his head.

Any minute now, we were suppose to head down to the dinning hall, in order to share a lovely dinner with our host.

Rhett's plan had yet to be really explained to me.

He had told me that we were somehow suppose to collect some vital information that would aid us in stopping whatever psycho plan Cirron was trying to act out.

Rhett sighed as he looked over, that annoying ass face that he had been shooting my way, since the plan ride on his face.

I tried not to wince as he gave me that sad little look, like he knew I was broken.

"Just say whatever you have to say, get it over with" I sighed as I rolled my eyes and leaned back in my seat watching him.

His mouth opened before he closed it, "what did ... Carson mean when he called you a ... villain's whore?" he winced slightly at the end.

I crossed my arms over my chest as I looked back at him, "I fell in love with a villain, one he doesn't particularly like" I shrugged. "That dumbass duo of Daniel and Carson tried to save me, and I didn't need or want to be saved from the villain" I shrugged again, my eyes suddenly finding the ceiling of the room very interesting.

"You wanted to stay with Blue Doom" he stated.

I looked back over him to find his face emotionless, no pity or anger or disgust, no emotion at all. I nodded slowly, "we were in love, they tried to force me to pick a side" I smirked, "they didn't particularly like the side I did pick" I chuckled, but no amusement came from my voice.

It always boiled back down to this.

A side I had chosen.

They had all thought it was black and white. Good and bad.

Little did they know, it was so much more than that. I chose the side that I loved, I couldn't help it, even if they thought I could, or thought I was crazy for it.

"He kidnapped you, didn't he?" Rhett looked up at me.

There was no judgement on his face, he was just looking to understand the situation. He wanted to understand me, how I fell in love with a certified psycho, unlike the others they couldn't understand it, nor did they ever try.

I smiled slightly, the images of the adventure I had gone on with Blue, surfacing like a movie.

I sighed, a sad smile already on my lips, "he did, and don't get me wrong, I was scared shitless, he scared me shitless, and I fought" I laughed, "I actually tried to choke him in his sleep with a charger. Dumb idea, but I tried it" I chuckled looking down at my hands.

"But?" Rhett asked, pushing for me to continue.

I opened my mouth to answer his question, but then I paused. Did I want to tell him? Give him the details of a love story that I felt was sacred?

I pushed through, "but ... he- he wasn't what I expected. I mean he was, but he wasn't. He wasn't just a sociopath, or an asshole. He was those things, don't get me wrong, but he was like any other person, you know? He could be considerate, funny, sweet in the funniest fucking way. And he- he made me feel special, he treated me like I was special" I shrugged looking up at Rhett, to find him studying me, a look of concentration on his face.

"Like ... he wasn't mean to you?" he asked.

I scoffed, "no, he was probably the meanest to me, but then ... he saw something in me, that I didn't even see in myself. I'm not sure, we just kind of clicked in place" I shrugged, my chest tightening in that pain that was associated with the man I could never not love.

"Daniel seems to believe that villains can't love" Rhett said.

I smiled then, really smiled, as I looked up at Rhett, "now that, is the furtherest thing from the truth. Thats how they paint them, as these horrible, empty hearted demons, but sometimes I think they feel and experience the most. I saw love in other villains, when I was with him" I snorted.

Sasha and Snake, their bickering and yelling and fighting, but Snake worships the ground Sasha stomps on. And Sasha would do anything for that man, absolutely anything.

Trina and Glare were the cutest couple I had ever seen. They loved each other and had overcome so much, even the lost of a child and they never gave up on one another.

Bonnie and Herc had that bright relationship. They fought, but you could see that they just shined next to one another, they just fit.

Then Cha and Vapor, a silent but intense love encompassed them. Vapor who could suck the air out of anyone and leave them dying on the floor, seemed to be breathless around Cha.

Aria and Klaus were so different, but they complimented each other so well. Klaus so willing and free to give all his love to Aria, because he could see that it had been withheld from her so long. I knew he would devote his whole being to her and their new child.

Just thinking of them all made my chest tighten even more.

That was my family, in ever sense of the world, and I missed them.

Missed listening to the bickering, the laughing, I missed them.

I wanted to call them all so bad, check in on Aria, make sure she was okay and not panicking as much as I knew she probably was trying to be a perfectionist with her new baby on the way.

I really missed them.

"And him?" Rhett asked me, his eyes shooting into my own.

I didn't want to say it, or even remember it, "he'd rather eat his own hand than admit it, but his heart had so much love to give, and I was lucky to get to feel it while I had it" I smiled as a lone tear streaked down my face.

I sniffed as I quickly swiped the tear and looked away from Rhett. I heard his stand and his footsteps approach me. He bent down to my level, before his warm hands gently brushed against my chin and pulled me to look over at him.

His warm silver eyes seemed to swirl with some emotion I couldn't decipher.

"I believe he loved you, I don't know how he wouldn't have been able to-" Rhett chuckled lightly as I gave him a small watery smile, "but, even though, I think you deserve more than that, Katrina. You deserve a love that never waivers or stops" he said, his eyes seeming to crack into my soul, "you deserve every ounce of love anyone has to give, and I'm sorry that you had to feel, even for a second, that someone didn't, even for a second" he whispered lowly.

I hadn't realized just how close we had gotten, until our noses slowly touched one another.

"Thanks" I whispered, sounding way more breathless than I ever thought I could.

His lips slowly tilted up in that amused smile that he had. My chest beating wildly in my chest, "I don't think you're a Villain's whore, or brainwashed, or anything like that. I think you have a heart so pure, you found love even where most think it cannot exist" he whispered down to me, his cool breath flowing over my face, making my heart feel like it was running a marathon.

I can't take this anymore, I let out a hoarse chuckle, seeming to break his eyes from searching me face, "okay, enough with the feely shit".

His lips tilted up even more, just as he opened his mouth to reply, a hard knock sounded on our door.

Rhett never looked away from my eyes, as he slowly and hesitantly pulled back and stood to his full height.

Not once, did his eyes leave mine, even as he shouted "yes?"

"Dinner is to be served now, I am to escort you" I light voice sounded through the door.

His eyes never moving from mine, "we are coming" he shouted back, before dropping his hand in front of my face, "ready?" he asked me.

I slipped my hand into his warm one, before standing up in front of him.

He was a good head taller than me with the black flats I had on.

I sent him a small smile, before he turned and started leading me towards the door.

I completely zoned out as Rhett's firm hand dragged me after the servant in the house down to the dinning room.

I didn't remember a damn thing, because my mind was literally doing spins in my mind from Rhett's little confession to me.

He couldn't like me, not actually, not like-like me.

No fucking way, I could not believe that.

I was a pawn in a weird little game he was apart of. He needed my help along with the Knot, in order to stop Cirron from taking a shit on all Supers.

They needed my help.

But the way he had come into my personal space, and told me he thought I deserved love, well ... that was just ... some shit!

As I looked up at the back of his luscious hair, all I could do was stare.

There was no way. I just couldn't see it.

He and I were so different.

He, fortunately, had not seen me in a real public setting where I had unlimited chanced to embarrass the hell out of myself and cause fires and broken bones and destroy expensive shit.

He probably thought we were the same, two people caught up in a world.

I could tell he had denied the calling to be a real Super.

Dress up in the tights and cape and go around fighting for world destruction or world peace. No he had completely bypassed that, which I didn't even know that Supers did.

Each one I had met seemed to feel they had some calling to show the world their weird ass power, and dress up in tight ass revealing clothes.

Yet, he was different. I knew something must have caused him to make that decision, and it probably wasn't a happy story for him to tell.

But he liked the normal world that we lived in. He seemed almost ... annoyed in a way that he was being dragged into the Super world.

He fit-in in the normal world. The world where I was as graceful as a duck with one fucking foot.

What in the world could he find attractive about that?

What did Blue find attractive about that?

Oh yes, the chaos I caused seemed to make him cackle with delight and horny as hell.

Blue loved that I didn't really fit in, because he hated the general public. Again, he was a sociopath.

But Rhett, he was a social butterfly, it made no sense for him to like someone who wouldn't even fit in the world that he loved so much. The paradise from the world that his genes seemed to drag him back to.

He couldn't like me.

He didn't.

I smiled at my new revelation, as we sat down after walking for miles to get to the dinning room.

I was totally paranoid, and he probably just got into my face to see if he could read my thoughts, to find out if I was lying since I had blocked him from my mind.

Tricky little luscious hair rodent.

I smirked as I side eyed Rhett, nice try bitch.

I smiled to myself as I grabbed the napkin off the table, ready to eat, because food is the only thing that brought happiness to my life now.

Oh wait, its aways been like that.

As I laid my napkin in my lap, a giddy happiness settling in my chest at the thought of food, like a true fat ass, I finally looked up at the other seats at the huge long table I was seated at.

And I fucking choked on air.

Because sitting right across from me, were the two people I would have never thought to run into.

Ever.

They stared back at me in plain shock as I continued to slowly die from air loss.

Rhett patted the my back, trying to stop me from choking and dying.

But he should just let me die.

Because someone with as much shitty luck as me, just needed to die.

Across me, looking shocked as shit, sat Carter and Ana.