love and hate part fourteen (by lily! dark night love story gone horribly wrong!)
ok here is the next part
Five months later and Anna was still in a coma. Five months later and Bruce Wayne stayed by her side every day. The doctors told Bruce that Anna wasn’t going to make it and they should let her go. Bruce told them to get out and he slammed the door, blocking off the normal world. Without Anna, Bruce felt the normal world no longer existed. Gotham was falling apart, without Batman to protect them, new villains roamed the streets.
Bruce sat down in his chair and bowed his head and sobbed softly. Anna’s eyes fluttered open and looked around with blurry eyes. She was Bruce and reached out weakly for his hand. As soon as she touched his arm, her eyes focused and Bruce looked up. He blinked a few times making sure it wasn’t a dream again, but then he shouted out with glee and hugged her.
Several doctors raced in and dropped everything in their hands. “Miss Kyles!” Anna laughed at their reaction.
“I told you she would pull through!” Bruce said hoarsely through Anna’s long hair. The doctors did a couple of checks and told her she was alright to go home that night.
“How long have I been... out?” She asked Bruce as she pulled on her new orange dress with green flowers around the hips. She had lost a lot of weight, but Alfred would have her back to her normal weight in no time.
“Five months... they thought you weren’t going to make it, but I knew.” He replied happily. Anna dropped her bag and turned around to face Bruce.
“Five?!? What happened to Gotham? You said you were here the entire time, and what about the people you help?” Bruce walked up to her and picked up her bag. “I didn’t want to help a world without you in it.” He answered softly. They walked outside and they were blinded by the flashing lights of cameras by the press. Alfred opened the door for Anna and Bruce but Anna just ran up to him and hugged him.
“Alfred, you missed me?” Alfred chuckled and nodded his head. Anna jumped into the car and Bruce followed after her. The car pulled away from the hospital and Anna turned to face Bruce. “If I ever do die, keep fighting. Don’t give up on the world over me.” Bruce nodded his head.
They pulled up at the manor and Anna jumped out and kicked off her shoes and ran across the cool wet grass, laughing. Bruce watched smiling but something caught his eye on the fence. He walked over to the fence and found a green envelope with a black question mark in the middle. “Not again...” he said to himself. He looked up at Alfred who nodded his head and walked up to Anna.
“Miss Kyles, I know you have been asleep for five months, but I do recommend a good night’s rest. There is a circus in town tomorrow and maybe you and Master Wayne might go?” Anna smiled and nodded her head. She walked up to bed leaving Bruce with another riddle from the Riddler who was running amuck with Harvey two-face.
Bruce sat down at his desk and opened the envelope and a large green note with a picture of Bruce with his hands around Anna’s waist.
“I'm not like any other men....” he read quietly to himself. He then pulled the tab and Bruce-picture turned into the Riddler. “But yet I had what you had... and much more. Ha ha ha.” He looked up from the picture with fury. He stormed up to Anna’s room with the paper in his clutched hand. He bursted into her room and Anna jumped up from her bed with wide eyes.
“Bruce it’s late, I'm amazing tired....”
“Read this!” he demanded, shaking with fury. Anna took the paper and her face went pale as she pulled the tab. Bruce sat down on the bed with her, he didn’t want to fight but this had hit home base. “Why Anna? Why?” he said hoarsely.
Anna put the note down and sighed. “I was mad at you for kissing my sister and just being with her and Edward was an old friend of mine and...”
“Edward? Edward Nigma? He’s the Riddler? Why didn’t you tell me?!?” Bruce yelled at her. Tears poured down Anna’s cheeks. She got up and ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Bruce realised what she had just said and thought about what she must be going through. He could hear her crying and fumbling through draws. His eyes widened and he flew over to the door and tried to open it to stop her.
“Anna! Open this door! Please, Anna don’t!” he cried out to her banging on the door with both fists. He could hear the blade cut through her skin; he could hear her gasp at the pain through her sobs. He ran over to her wardrobe and found one of his Batman suits and found a quick lock picker. He sprinted across the room and picked the bathroom door’s lock. The door swung open and in the corner was Anna crying with bloody wrists and her white nightie was stained scarlet.
Bruce ran over to her and pulled the blade out of her hands and threw it across the room. He sat down on the floor and pulled her into his arms where she cried softly into his shirt. “I'm sorry Bruce! So sorry!” she whispered quietly between hiccups. He picked her up and carried her over to her bed and walked back into the bathroom for the first aid kit. He sat down next to her and she held out her wrist to be examined.
Bruce cleaned the cuts up and wrapped them up with bandages. He looked up at Anna and touched her cheek softly, feeling the warmth he hadn’t felt for five months. “Anna, I'm sorry for what I did, and I know that you are sorry as well. How about we start off fresh? Tomorrow, we will go to the circus for a proper first date and afterwards, I will go out and fix up Gotham.”
Anna smiled and threw her arms around his neck wincing slightly as her wrists touched his back. “I think I will wear gloves though...” they both laughed true laughs as they held each other. Anna pulled back and wiped the remaining tears. “So what happened that night I...” Bruce’s smiled died down slightly but he still looked into her eyes.
“Well, I killed the penguin man and Selina killed her boss before I could stop her. She’s alright by the way, she was electrocuted but she has nine lives now. Then I came home to see you lying under the tree looking beautiful with all the lights shining on your face.” He stroked her hair as he told this. Anna smiled at the touch but Bruce continued on. “I crawled underneath to lie with you and I fell asleep. Suddenly I was woken up by you screaming and thrashing about.”
“I tried to wake you up but I couldn’t! Then you stop and look at me with ice blue eyes and you said ‘it’s coming!’ and then you just dropped...” he trailed off staring off into the distance, remembering how it felt as Anna just dropped as if in slow motion. Anna leaned forward and kissed his cheek. “It’s ok, I'm here now.” Bruce turned to face Anna and kissed her softly on the lips.
“Bruce... do you remember me telling you about the dreams I kept having but I could never remember the next day?” Bruce nodded his head and looked at Anna concerned. “Well I remember something, just little flashes. I can remember some bells ringing, then the Joker suddenly appears and then there is a bang and a scream.” Bruce frowned in thought trying to figure what it could possibly mean.
A clock somewhere down the hall chimed midnight and Bruce stood up. “Well you get back to sleep, and stay away from sharp things.” Anna forced a laugh as Bruce started walking out. “Bruce!” she called out softly. Bruce turned around and said “Yes?”
Anna bit her lip and smiled slyly. “Doesn’t Batman kiss the girl?” Bruce chuckled and pulled Anna in and passionately kissed her. When they finally pulled away, Anna slipped out of her bloody nightie and into another nightie. Bruce walked back to his room and they slept peacefully that night.
Bruce sat down in his chair and bowed his head and sobbed softly. Anna’s eyes fluttered open and looked around with blurry eyes. She was Bruce and reached out weakly for his hand. As soon as she touched his arm, her eyes focused and Bruce looked up. He blinked a few times making sure it wasn’t a dream again, but then he shouted out with glee and hugged her.
Several doctors raced in and dropped everything in their hands. “Miss Kyles!” Anna laughed at their reaction.
“I told you she would pull through!” Bruce said hoarsely through Anna’s long hair. The doctors did a couple of checks and told her she was alright to go home that night.
“How long have I been... out?” She asked Bruce as she pulled on her new orange dress with green flowers around the hips. She had lost a lot of weight, but Alfred would have her back to her normal weight in no time.
“Five months... they thought you weren’t going to make it, but I knew.” He replied happily. Anna dropped her bag and turned around to face Bruce.
“Five?!? What happened to Gotham? You said you were here the entire time, and what about the people you help?” Bruce walked up to her and picked up her bag. “I didn’t want to help a world without you in it.” He answered softly. They walked outside and they were blinded by the flashing lights of cameras by the press. Alfred opened the door for Anna and Bruce but Anna just ran up to him and hugged him.
“Alfred, you missed me?” Alfred chuckled and nodded his head. Anna jumped into the car and Bruce followed after her. The car pulled away from the hospital and Anna turned to face Bruce. “If I ever do die, keep fighting. Don’t give up on the world over me.” Bruce nodded his head.
They pulled up at the manor and Anna jumped out and kicked off her shoes and ran across the cool wet grass, laughing. Bruce watched smiling but something caught his eye on the fence. He walked over to the fence and found a green envelope with a black question mark in the middle. “Not again...” he said to himself. He looked up at Alfred who nodded his head and walked up to Anna.
“Miss Kyles, I know you have been asleep for five months, but I do recommend a good night’s rest. There is a circus in town tomorrow and maybe you and Master Wayne might go?” Anna smiled and nodded her head. She walked up to bed leaving Bruce with another riddle from the Riddler who was running amuck with Harvey two-face.
Bruce sat down at his desk and opened the envelope and a large green note with a picture of Bruce with his hands around Anna’s waist.
“I'm not like any other men....” he read quietly to himself. He then pulled the tab and Bruce-picture turned into the Riddler. “But yet I had what you had... and much more. Ha ha ha.” He looked up from the picture with fury. He stormed up to Anna’s room with the paper in his clutched hand. He bursted into her room and Anna jumped up from her bed with wide eyes.
“Bruce it’s late, I'm amazing tired....”
“Read this!” he demanded, shaking with fury. Anna took the paper and her face went pale as she pulled the tab. Bruce sat down on the bed with her, he didn’t want to fight but this had hit home base. “Why Anna? Why?” he said hoarsely.
Anna put the note down and sighed. “I was mad at you for kissing my sister and just being with her and Edward was an old friend of mine and...”
“Edward? Edward Nigma? He’s the Riddler? Why didn’t you tell me?!?” Bruce yelled at her. Tears poured down Anna’s cheeks. She got up and ran into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Bruce realised what she had just said and thought about what she must be going through. He could hear her crying and fumbling through draws. His eyes widened and he flew over to the door and tried to open it to stop her.
“Anna! Open this door! Please, Anna don’t!” he cried out to her banging on the door with both fists. He could hear the blade cut through her skin; he could hear her gasp at the pain through her sobs. He ran over to her wardrobe and found one of his Batman suits and found a quick lock picker. He sprinted across the room and picked the bathroom door’s lock. The door swung open and in the corner was Anna crying with bloody wrists and her white nightie was stained scarlet.
Bruce ran over to her and pulled the blade out of her hands and threw it across the room. He sat down on the floor and pulled her into his arms where she cried softly into his shirt. “I'm sorry Bruce! So sorry!” she whispered quietly between hiccups. He picked her up and carried her over to her bed and walked back into the bathroom for the first aid kit. He sat down next to her and she held out her wrist to be examined.
Bruce cleaned the cuts up and wrapped them up with bandages. He looked up at Anna and touched her cheek softly, feeling the warmth he hadn’t felt for five months. “Anna, I'm sorry for what I did, and I know that you are sorry as well. How about we start off fresh? Tomorrow, we will go to the circus for a proper first date and afterwards, I will go out and fix up Gotham.”
Anna smiled and threw her arms around his neck wincing slightly as her wrists touched his back. “I think I will wear gloves though...” they both laughed true laughs as they held each other. Anna pulled back and wiped the remaining tears. “So what happened that night I...” Bruce’s smiled died down slightly but he still looked into her eyes.
“Well, I killed the penguin man and Selina killed her boss before I could stop her. She’s alright by the way, she was electrocuted but she has nine lives now. Then I came home to see you lying under the tree looking beautiful with all the lights shining on your face.” He stroked her hair as he told this. Anna smiled at the touch but Bruce continued on. “I crawled underneath to lie with you and I fell asleep. Suddenly I was woken up by you screaming and thrashing about.”
“I tried to wake you up but I couldn’t! Then you stop and look at me with ice blue eyes and you said ‘it’s coming!’ and then you just dropped...” he trailed off staring off into the distance, remembering how it felt as Anna just dropped as if in slow motion. Anna leaned forward and kissed his cheek. “It’s ok, I'm here now.” Bruce turned to face Anna and kissed her softly on the lips.
“Bruce... do you remember me telling you about the dreams I kept having but I could never remember the next day?” Bruce nodded his head and looked at Anna concerned. “Well I remember something, just little flashes. I can remember some bells ringing, then the Joker suddenly appears and then there is a bang and a scream.” Bruce frowned in thought trying to figure what it could possibly mean.
A clock somewhere down the hall chimed midnight and Bruce stood up. “Well you get back to sleep, and stay away from sharp things.” Anna forced a laugh as Bruce started walking out. “Bruce!” she called out softly. Bruce turned around and said “Yes?”
Anna bit her lip and smiled slyly. “Doesn’t Batman kiss the girl?” Bruce chuckled and pulled Anna in and passionately kissed her. When they finally pulled away, Anna slipped out of her bloody nightie and into another nightie. Bruce walked back to his room and they slept peacefully that night.
4 Comments
Great. I can't wiat for the next chapter
I agree
me neither!
love it!