18. Black Widow and The Joker

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"Now that I think of it, we could've just gotten ready at Zayn's place. Why did we have to drive back home?" I look at Ophelia through the vanity mirror, but said nothing in response to her sudden realisation.

We came to Ophelia's house after leaving Zayn's house. I slept over here yesterday, so my costume and belongings are here as well.

I thought of it too, but I'm honestly glad we left. I needed the space from Cade. I don't know what's happening between us.

I can't tell which side of us I like more. The comfortable moments or the awkward tensions, I definitely know it's not the latter.

"Hey Black Widow, are you listening to me?" Ophelia's voice brings me back into reality. I chuckle when I realised the name she just called me.

"I'm not Black Widow." She runs her eyes down my body despite me sitting.

"Your costume says otherwise." I roll my eyes and she laughs.

I originally wanted to go with a banana costume, but when you have a fashion-crazed bestie like Ophelia, anything unstylish and not eye-catching is an abomination.

Although, I can't deny how sexy and hot I feel in this costume. Is this how Scarlett Johansson felt too?

"Now pick what shoe I should go with." Ophelia raised two different colours of versace platform heels to go with her Harley Quinn costume.

I stand up from the chair in front of the mirror I've been sitting on, since I finished my makeup and fixing my short ginger wig that matches my black leather costume.

"You're the fashionista Lia. I don't know why you keep asking for my opinion." I walked to her bed and flop down on it without a second to waste.

"I can't choose between the pink or black, they both look so good." She whines like a child.

I sigh and look at her. "The black will do." She instantly tosses the pink heels away after squealing happily.

I laughed at her happy state. "I look fire."

Ophelia admires herself in her full length mirror, then turns to me. "You look in flames." A laugh escape my lips.

She rushes to me and jumps on the bed. "We're total badasses!" I was very quick to avoid her body landing on me in the state of her excitement.

I would hate if my makeup or wig ruins in anyway, after spending the past two hours working on them.

"I love this short hair on you. Who knew you could pull off a ginger wig?" She molds my wig down my head, making me laugh.

"Your pink and blue tips are pretty too." I say to her and a proud look appears on her face.

"You don't have to tell me twice." She dyed the tips of her hair pink and blue that's packed in pigtails.

Ophelia's phone starts ringing, so she goes off the bed and picks it up from the table.

"Zayn is calling, we need to go." She announces. I guess I have to drag my lazy butt to a party I so desperately do not want to go to.

Earlier after April's bullshit, I genuinely didn't feel like going to the party. Well mostly because I was tired. But now, I'm dreading the fact that I actually have a reason to ditch the party if I didn't want to go.

I'm gonna see Cade if I go and I so desperately do not want to see him. I don't know if he heard me and Ophelia's conversation, but I only hope he didn't.

I just froze up, freaked out and lied about being with Cade to Ophelia. Being alone in his room precisely. I don't know why I did it, but I do know Ophelia will definitely suspect something if she knew I was in there with him.

Something that's non-existent unfortunately.

With these feeling I'm having for him, that seems to grow stronger anytime I'm alone with him, I might not be able to hide my feeling the way I thought I could.

Feelings that are all too new and complicated.

"Freya before we go, I wanna tell you something." Ophelia voices out after we took our phones and purses, heading to leave her room.

"Yeah?" I gave her a skeptical look when I noticed her hesitation to speak up. Ophelia is one to never hold back her tongue.

"I'm finally gonna tell Cade I like him." She blurts out and blows out a breath. I stare at her dumbfounded.

Some months ago, I wouldn't give a shit about this and even encourage her to do so. But now, things are different.

I'm having feelings for Cade and at this very moment, it was hindering me from saying anything at all to Ophelia.

"Well are you gonna say anything?" Ophelia was staring at me expectantly. My lips part ajar even though I wasn't planning on saying anything.

If I tell her or if she finds out that I like Cade in the slightest sense, it will break her heart.

But then again, if I encourage her and ship both of them...my own heart will be breaking.

I can already feel the hurt in my chest from all those possible scenarios.

Suddenly, it starts getting harder to breathe. I place my hand on my chest as I start struggling to inhale oxygen.

"Freya?" Ophelia's worried voice plays in my ears.

"Are you okay?" Everything I was holding falls to the floor as I stride to the bed, still finding it difficult to breathe.

"Jesus Christ Freya, what's going on?" Ophelia's voice quickly switches into panic. She holds me to sit on the bed. I faced her and mouthed, "water."

She nods rapidly, her eyes almost falling out of her socket. If I wasn't in this position right now, I would've laughed at her expression.

She sprints out the room after flinging her purse on the bed. The compression in my chest only increases, dragging my attention away from anything else.

Everything goes silent. Everything was deaf to my ears. I try to focus on a rhythmic breathing pace, connecting my heartbeat and mind together. It was working.

I manage to gain some stability in the take-in of air into my lungs without it feeling shortened.

I snap my head to the door as Ophelia rushes through. She uncaps the bottle of water and hands it to me.

"What was that?" Ophelia takes her place beside me on the bed. I empty the mini bottle of water into my system. I muster up a smile, shaking my head in indication to tell her it was nothing.

She gives me a 'don't bullshit me' look. "You literally looked like you were running out of breath. That looked serious Freya, it scared me." I don't know what that was just now, but I know the last thing I need is Ophelia worrying over me.

I have to lie or cover up. Later, I'm gonna find out what just happened to me.

I ignore her concerned face and lie down back flat on the soft bed.

"I went for a run this morning, clearly the effect of doing it for the first time is showing now." I gave her the only reasonable response I could think of.

"You Freya Mirabel Carson that I know from inside out went for a run?" I laugh at her tone and stunned expression.

"I almost forgot I have a middle name." I start fiddling with the gold bracelet on my wrist.

"So that's the reason? Your one-time morning run is what caused you to have a panic attack?" The worry on her face is exactly what I want to avoid.

I chuckle at her. "Do you even know what a panic attack is?" She shrugs before laying beside me.

"I'm okay Ophelia. It's nothing, people run out of breath all the time." I assure her. She takes my hand and interlocks our fingers.

"If something is wrong Freya, you know you can always tell me." We are both staring at the plain white ceiling above us.

I breathe out, "I know."

It wasn't till this minute that I remembered we have a party to get to. I shoot up from the bed, dragging Ophelia with me.

"What?" She looks at me with panic and I laugh.

"We have a party to get to, remember?" In all honesty, I didn't want to go anymore, but I know Ophelia will be on my case about what just happened.

"Oh shit! Yes we do." We take our purses and phones, before heading out.

"The boys are gonna freak, it's already after nine." We rush down the stairs.

"Mom we're leaving!" Ophelia yells to Ashely.

"Wait!" Ashely comes out from the kitchen with Amy behind her just before we could exit the door. She starts accessing us with a radiant smile on her face.

"Mom!" Ophelia groans.

"You girls look so pretty!" She brings out her phone to take pictures of us. I could only laugh at her display.

Ophelia grabs my hand. "Bye Mom, bye Amy." We finally leave. I doubt Amy heard her, cause her attention was on her phone the whole time.

"I don't know why the guys are even freaking out. Can't they host a party by themselves?" We get to Ophelia's car.

I climb into the passengers seat, while she sits on the driver's seat. I hook the seatbelt protectively around myself.

"Apparently they are useless without us." Ophelia responds and I laugh.

Zayn's house is about ten minutes away from Ophelia's, so the ride isn't gonna be long.

Halfway through the drive, my phone starts ringing. "Aren't you gonna get that?" Ophelia asks me when I didn't take the call, looking between me and the road.

I shook my head. The phone was laying on my lap, faced backward, so I didn't even see the caller.

I rest my elbow on the window, leaning the side of my face against my palm. I enjoy the cold wind hitting my face.

Ophelia and I barely spoke in the car, letting Billie Eilish's Happier Than Ever's album play satisfyingly in the car.


My phone starts ringing again making me groan. I took it to see the caller. My heart immediately flips when I see Cade's name written boldly on the screen.

Why is he calling me?

"Who's calling?" My eyes involuntarily widen at Ophelia's voice. I switched off the phone and tried to calm the very unnecessary panic that was going through me.

Ophelia laughed at my state. "Who was that to make you panic?" I clearly didn't hide my swivet state.

"It's just Jacob." I brush it off, composing myself. Just Jacob? Really?

"Okay?" She gives me a weird look before returning her eyes to the road. She seems okay with my response.

I don't even know why I was even panicking. It's not like Ophelia will figure out my feelings if I answer Cade's call and talk to him right where she is.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

I've never over-thought anything in my life until I met Cade.

"We are here babe!" I was snapped out of my thoughts by Ophelia's exclamation. The crazy lights and loud music from inside the mansion drags my attention easily as Ophelia parks the car.

We step out and start making our way to the house. Thankfully, Zayn's house is the only building in this area, so there aren't gonna be neighbours complains for noise and all that.

I was stunned at the number of people that came, it's basically the whole school. This isn't one of those VIP or exclusive parties that only the A- lister kids attend. It's for everyone to come and have a good time.

Hopefully, I let loose tonight and have fun as well.

Infact, I wanna have a good time for once in my fucking plain ass life.

We got a few "heys' " and "smoking hot" comments from people. The guys whistled stupidly when they saw Ophelia as well.

I gave a genuine smile and responded to anyone who would throw a comment my way. We made it into the house, walking through the throng of teenagers.

The house was crowded, but the massive living room could contain everyone without making it suffocating to stay in. People had started the usual. Dancing, drinking and kissing disgustingly at different corners.

I even saw a guy with his hand down a girl's pants doing God knows what.

Ew.

"OMG! You guys look so hot!" Daya rushes to us and practically jumps on my body in excitement. I was surprised her drink in the solo cup didn't tip over my body.

"I love your wig," She runs her hand down wig, then looks at Ophelia.

"And don't get me started on those blue and pink dyed tips." They both admire each other intently.

"Babe!" We all swipe our head to Jacob as he walks to us.

"Don't go running away from me like that." He hurries up to Daya and wraps his arms around her protectively.

"I don't want any of these guys looking at what's mine." I hate to admit their relationship is actually admirable and beautiful. Unlike the other times, they've grown more mature together as a couple.

Daya has finally withdrawn from her hookup ways because of Jacob. It's very clear that he really loves her.

"Gosh you're such a fucking cry baby Jacob." Ophelia takes his solo cup and chugs whatever liquid was inside.

"Yeah I know, he is my baby." Daya defends him before kissing him.

"You're just jealous you don't have what we have. I know you crave it." I start fiddling from one foot to the other. Luckily, I wore very comfortable leather boots, so I was okay standing for hours if I wanted to.

"Why do you love my brother again Daya?" Ophelia questions with a confused face, making us all laugh.

"The party looks great." I point out, travelling my eyes around the place. "Looks like the guys handle everything fine." Ophelia adds.

"By the way, Zayn is looking for you guys. He's with Cade and Ian in the kitchen." My hearts skips a beat hearing Cade's name.

I have surprisingly not thought about him since we arrived. I'm very certain that's about to change.

"Where are you two going?" Ophelia ask the couple who couldn't take their hands off each other. They both start walking the opposite direction from us.

"It's best you don't know baby sis." Jacob winks, while Daya laughs knowingly. I make a grossed-out faced, still it was no where compared to Ophelia's expression.

"Those two are definitely getting married very soon." I voice out and she laughs. We walk past some sweaty bodies, before making it to the kitchen.

My heartbeat has started racing with every step I take closer to where he is. What felt like a lifetime of movement ends when I instantly lock eyes with his.

It's like his eyes were waiting to be fixed on mine.

"Finally they're here." I hear Zayn say. I didn't look away from Cade and he also didn't look away from me either.

"And they look extremely sexy, damn!" Cade breaks the eye contact and shoots his eyes to Ian at his statement. Ian didn't notice his stare cause his eyes were on my body.

What's with these eye contact we keep having that's never ending? He said he likes my spectrum piercing, that's why he keeps looking at me. But isn't his eyes suppose to be on my nose though?

Maybe I'm just overthinking and these constant stares mean nothing to him. But what I feel in my heart and what goes through my body when he looks at me is far from nothing.

Ophelia and Zayn start their normal parental affection with one another.

"You're Harley Quinn?" Zayn asks with surprise. She nods frantically, smiling like she just won a trophy.

"Did you and Cade plan to be the iconic couple?" Ian ask, gesturing his index finger between the both of them. My face falls into confusion. It wasn't until I looked at Cade again that I realized he is dressed as The Joker.

And he looks incredibly amazing.

The only difference from him and the main Joker character is the green hair. He has the makeup done exactly, which I know is Daya's doing. His curly hair is slicked backwards. He has on silver hoop earrings on his ears and silver rings occupying his fingers.

His red blazer isn't on him, showing only the green long-sleeve shirt and yellow vest with the red pantsuit.

If anyone else was to have The Joker's makeup on them, I would've found it hilarious. But that isn't the case with Cade. He looks more hotter, very intimidating and ravishingly breathtaking.

But despite his unreal knee-weakening beauty, I noticed he isn't smiling. His face shows no atom of joy or any emotion at all.

He looks cold.

Or is it an act for his costume?

"No we didn't plan it." Ophelia moves to Cade and hooks her arm with his.

"I overheard him and Daya's conversation. She suggested he goes as The Joker, so she could do her creative art on him and I've always wanted to be Harley quinn." She clearly did it so they would be like a couple of some sort.

I ignore the jealousy and annoyance stirring inside of me. This is good anyway, she like him and I'm sure he likes her.

I should be positive, but I know am not.

Fuck!

"We do look like a sexy couple don't we?" She wiggles her brows at him. I internally roll my eyes at Ophelia. She never backs down in being obvious.

Cade looks at her, runs his eyes over her body then smiles. That little action alone was enough to make my heart ache.

I ignore the stupid pain in my chest and look away from him. He hasn't said anything since we stepped in here. He was just sipping his bottle of beer.

I didn't even know he drinks that.

"I love your costume Zayn. Who knew you could look so good as a Vampire?" I compliment him. He pulled off his Dracula costume well.

I witness the reddish tints of blush that appears on Zayn's cheeks. "I love yours too. You look beautiful." He says and I smile.

My eyes unintentionally meets Cade to find him not smiling. Infact, he looked sorta mad, which is a very new look I have seen on him.

Why is he mad?

However, it doesn't stop him from looking any less hot and beautiful.

Fuck! He's so hot.

They start a conversation between themselves that I felt detached from. I am so boring that I can't even converse with the only people I hang out with everyday and the closest people I have as friends.

I walk past them from the Island to the fridge to get a soda. I know all the punch are spiked and I definitely don't wanna get high.

I could feel Cade's eyes on me, but dared not to look back at him. Ophelia is by his side, he should look at her not me.

"Hey." I turn my head to Ian as he approached me.

"Hey." I flash a smile.

"You look really pretty today, like really sexy. You're a sexy Black Widow." He comments, running his eyes over my body.

"Oh so you're basically saying I look like shit every other day?" His expression immediately falls.

"No no, that's not what I meant." He rushes out with slight fear in his eyes.

"It was just a compliment and of course you look beautiful everyday." I hold my stern expression for a few seconds, before breaking into laughter.

"I was only fucking with you." I laugh out. He let's out a breath.

"Really?" He laughs too, wiping false sweat off his forehead.

"That was really good. I thought I might've said something offensive, I was so scared." He places his hand on his chest dramatically and I laugh again.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw Cade. His attention is on us, instead of Ophelia and Zayn. I fully look at him and furrow my brows when I notice the hole he's drilling at the side of Ian's face.

What's his problem?

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