Let's just say I took the rest of that night off. Wow, well, that was LOTS of information to take in all at once....I talked to Lois before leaving the party, I told her that I wasn't feeling good. Which I genuinely wasn't.
I opened the door to my apartment complex and threw my house keys at the dinner table in my living room before entering my bedroom. Man was I exhausted.
My tiresome body immediately just crashed on my bed... face forward.
"Oh crap!" I mumbled into the thin white sheets.
I forgot to take my glasses off, everything seems to be going bad today. I pushed my body from my bed, sat at the side, and took my glasses off slowly....
I hold them by legs. One of the lenses cracked, the glass wasn't popping out or anything but now it has a huge crack spreading across it.
TATADAAAA....TATATATA! TATATATA! "ITS A FROG ! NO, ITS A BIRD ! ITS---"
My ringtone, I sigh. Lois set it.
"Hello Lois, did you arrive home safe?"
"Yep! Um hey hun...why are you feeling weird? You left the party in quite a hurry, you worried me." Worry evident in her voice.
I sighed heavily as I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"Look Lois...there's no easy way to say this but...Bruce Wayne knows my identity" I breathed out.
"Wait what? How can he know your identity? He's just some rich man with no--"
"Trust me Lois...he's not the person that he says to be. Hes not the person that people think he is. It's all a cover-up" I said.
There was silence from both ends of the line for a good 10 seconds.
"I'm really trying to put the puzzle together? Why would he use a cover-up?" She said in a voice, if her voice cannot get any higher. She made me chuckle, barely above a whisper.
"He's batman." I said simply.
She gasped loudly
"what? How on earth? I don't understand"
"Okay, look, think about it. He's immensely rich, well built...plus, I used my vision to look at his back through his clothes because something was off about him...his whole back was covered in scars, huge ones."
"But-"
"He also told me that I'm too tall to be a reporter AND that the prescription for my glasses were fake, Which they are."
"Clark--"
"Obviously...I took the chance and questioned him about his scars and the saggy bags he had under his eyes, he was taken back...Which felt good because I'm smarter than he thinks."
I was out of breath. I inhaled and exhaled deeply.
I dug my right hand through my black locks looked down at my shoes. While holding my phone on my left hand.
"Clark, sweetie...try to relax. Don't worry about your identity being revealed...it won't happen. It won't....can you do me a favor?"
She asked.
"Of course." I smiled
"Take a shower and get some sleep, get your mind out of negative thoughts. Okay? For me?" She said in a worrisome voice.
"Anything for my love..." I said as I stood up from my bed & look out my bedroom window in to the city.
"alright, you dork. Call me if anything.. okay? Bye, I love you."
"Gotcha, and I love you more...bye beautiful." I said as I hung up.
Thank God its weekend, but it doesn't mean that I don't have stuff to do. After all, I am superman...I'm busy almost all the time.
Lois is such a caring genuine human being. I don't know how I got so lucky to be honest, she deserves all the kindness in the world. I'm so grateful for her worrying over me.
I took a quick shower, I was out in 10 minutes. I just wanted to get to bed.
When I bended down to throw my clothes in the hamper...I felt a little ball in the inside of the right sleeve.
It was almost microscopic, I held it between my middle finger and thumb...I scrounged my face as I examined it.
It almost looked like tracker? I know this because it had a tiny red light flashing every 2 second.
It finally hit me.
There was only one man who possessed this kind of technology and I was going to get to the bottom of this. Whatever the cost is.
Heeyyyyyuuuh! I'm sorry for updating so late. I'm a teenager you know...I'm just busy with school and all. And I know this chapter is a little boring and short! but the next chapter will be BETTER trust me. I'll update soon, keep your eyes open.
