Started With a Riddle (Under Some Major Construction)

Chapter 7: She's Crazy

TUESDAY 8:27 PM

"Alright. We've brought you home, don't try anything funny.", Nightwing said helping me out the vehicle. Batman was already at the door ringing the doorbell. Nightwing pushed me over through the muddy grass to the welcome mat. The door opened and my mother looked like she was about to cry.

"My baby!", she yelled embracing me tightly.

"Ma'am I know you've been missing her and just want to cradle her in your arms but could you refrain yourself so I can uncuff her?", Nightwing asked. She nodded and released me. Thank god she did because I was being suffocated. My wrists were finally free once he finished uncuffing me. Once he finished he walked off to the Batmobile. Batman stood beside me as he started talking to my mother.

"I don't want to alarm you but once we found her location and offered to bring her back she refused. Is there any problems happening in your home for her to be so rebellious to the extent that she wants to stay with criminals?" My mother looked at me for a moment before turning her attention back to Batman.

"No. I try my best to keep her happy but successful in school at the same time. If she's having any problems it's at school. A group seems to bully her frequently."

"Well if there is nothing wrong at home I'll have to stop by frequently to check up on her. If she starts getting into more trouble I'll have to discuss the matter of finding a psychiatrist for her with you.", he said writing something down on a notepad as if he was some sort of police officer.

"Okay. I understand. Will there be other things I should worry about?"

"Later on this week an officer will arrive to take her to the police department for an interview with the commissioner. They'll call in advance."

"Oh...well. Thank you. I'll make sure she visits the station." My mother turned to look at me. "Is that all."

"Yes. Keep an eye on your daughter, you wouldn't want her getting into any problems again." I walked off to my room while my mother and Batman wrapped up their conversation. I had barely reached my door when I was called back.

"Honey! Come down here! I haven't seen you in days, I need to be absolutely sure you're alright!", my mother yelled as she locked the front door. I walked back to the stairs and leaned down to be in her line of vision.

"I'm alright mom. Please, I'm just really tired and I want to get some sleep. Plus I feel a cold coming along.", I said trying to reassure her. She stared at me for a moment before finally saying something.

"Okay. I'll let you have your sleep then sweetie. If you need anything like soup or medicine then just call.", she smiled before I walked off to my room. I closed the door behind me and made sure she wouldn't be able to come in. For a good while, I just tried to get the whole mess out of my head by scrolling through social media. After I had gotten bored of repetitive scrolling I watched my shows on my laptop. I was in the middle of a cliffhanger hoping the worst would never come until the show paused and my screen blinked before a chair appeared. At least the back of the chair was the only thing visible.

"Hello, my dear.", a very recognizable voice said as the chair turned around with a happy Edward seated in it. I looked over at my door before I started to speak.

"What the hell do you want! Trying to get your plaything back because Batman ruined whatever you were gonna do earlier?" I wasn't really in the mood to talk to anybody, I just wanted to get back to my show but I had no idea how to get this psycho off my screen.

"Why did carbon marry hydrogen?", he casually asked. Is he really just gonna ignore my question with another question.

"I don't know and I don't care! Get off my screen I was enjoying my show!"