#grace.vale

She didn’t know Grace’s schedule anymore and since they broke up, she figured that she didn’t need to. Even if Grace walked in, she knew that she’d still need to move out. The last thing she wanted was for her stuff to be touched, or destroyed, or worse, both touched and destroyed. She wasn’t sure how Grace would react to their break up, but if it was anything like her mothers, then she didn’t want to stay around to witness it. 

Whilst she finished taping up her last box, she heard the door to the apartment open. Before, she used to get excited to hear it, ready to run over to greet Grace, but now, all she felt was a sinking feeling that started from her chest and ended in her stomach. “Great.” She murmured and got up from the floor. “I’ll get out of your way soon, don’t mind me, Grace. I’m also returning the key.” She thought about what leaving would mean for her ex, but she didn’t think she was obligated to pay for rent anymore. 

It was hard to predict or know when Grace would be home and awake. They both worked weird hours, and with how busy she liked to keep herself, days were strung up together and tied up to keep her from home. Luckily, she had the time to take a breather and so after locking the door to their home, she started to peel off her layers of clothing. Genny didn’t have too many, since she was her own heater. Once she got to her shirt and raised it half way above her stomach, she stopped and looked over at Grace. “Oh, wow, hi, I didn’t know you’d be home- It’s late, did you... why are you still up?”

Genny knew that it was wrong, but she understood now how Charlie felt when he took Dark Horse. She felt strong and nearly invincible. Her powers felt like they were coursing through her veins, lighting up every part of her. She was warm, and all the problems she had from the black hole generation were gone. The mutant clapped her hands together and black hole formed in the side of a shoplifter. “It can’t be a five finger discount if you don’t have any fingers.” She chuckled and allowed the hole to grow in size. It began to drag a nearby mall cop. As the thief started to scream in pain from the gash in their side, she walked over, fire sprout up from her footsteps. “Relax. I’m going to make sure no one ever misbehaves again. It’s the least I can do.”