Working Among Vengeance

Chapter 11: Helpful

       After we told each other we loved each other. I went into his mansion and walked up to the shower. As I got undressed I noticed how big the gash in my thigh was from when I was stabbed. That needed to be disinfected but I didn't want to snoop through his cabinets to find something to use.

      I took the shower and rubbed off all that grime and build up of sweat and blood off my body. When I was done I forgot to bring some clothing but there was a robe hanging up so I guess that would do. When I put it on, it was big on me with it having to fit a buff man with the height of 187cm (6' 2ft).

      I went out to look for him in the house and I found him almost immediately when he was walking down the hallway. 

     "Hey Bruce, can you help me with something in the bathroom." 

      I saw him blush he was probably thinking something extremely sexual. As I grabbed his hand and let him in. I sat down on the toilet and showed him the gash on my thigh. 

      "Do you know if you can help me with this?" I spoke hoping he would say yes.

       "Yeah, actually I get stabbed all the time so I have sewing equipment and stuff to disinfect wounds with." 

       "You get stabbed all the time?" I questioned him with some curiosity of what he meant.

        "Uhh," he paused, "I have been through a lot of fights."

        I wonder if those fights were really gruesome since most of his clothes last time were covered in blood and torn. Was he ok?

       He told me it was gonna hurt as he poured a cold liquid into my large gash. I winced and grabbed onto the back of his head while I still sat on the toilet seat with him kneeling in front of me. 

       "Sit still." He spoke sternly.

       I saw him grab out a sewing kit with a needle that was curved. He began stitching up my leg as I tried my hardest not to yelp. This was worse than being stabbed. It hurt so bad but he was quick with the needle so at least it ended almost immediately.

    "Thank you, for everything, letting me stay with you, fixing my wound, and not yelling at me because I lost your car." I said with much gratitude.

    "You didn't lose the car you left the keys lying on the floor of your apartment and," he stopped talking.

     "O so you did read the note I left for you."

     "Yeah I came over looking for you and someone handed me the keys knowing that it was my car and I drove it back."

      "Well that's good I thought I was going to be in debt to you for losing your car."

      I stood up and began walking to the bedroom but I was suspended in the air as he began carrying me.

     "It's no good if you walk around too much and your wound opens up." Bruce spoke to me.

     Immediately he picked me up and carried me to his room. He gently sat me down on his bed and he looked at me without saying a word. Staring into his eyes it gave me deja vu. I swear someone I met had eyes very similar to him, I just couldn't place my finger on it.

      While we sat there and time ticked away we just looked at each other. I didn't know if he wanted to make out or what but he certainly was afraid to make the first move. I leaned in closely to his face with one of my hands on his lap I kissed him softly.

     We kissed for a while in all honesty I was too tired to take it further than that. After all I was having restless nights and lost the concept of time when I was captured.

    I decided to speak as our lips parted ways "Hey I'm really tired we should stop now before I get too horny."

     The words slipped out of my mouth care free. Had I really just said that?! I mean it was honest but I guess being this tired made me very truthful.

      We laid down and this time I was a big spoon. We cuddled and I quickly fell asleep hoping I wouldn't have any nightmares. Of course me having dog shit luck I had one. It was about my family my mom and dad came home and I saw Penguin come up and start brutally shooting them.

      A cold sweat rushed over me as I sat up from the bed. I looked over to find Bruce had disappeared again. Why does he always leave me? Does he just stay till I fall asleep and go to sleep in another room? Maybe I snore really loud.

       I left him another neat note saying I went out for some fresh air. I needed to take a breather after what I had witnessed in my dream and the previous days. I knew this was something that was going to take a long time to get over so I needed to be strong.

        Closing his front door behind me, I walked out of the mansion. This was probably a stupid idea considering the crime rates in Gotham were through the roof but I naively believed that this week couldn't get any worse.

      I closed my eyes as I stopped walking. I took a deep breath in smelling the mixture of alcohol, tobacco, and newly made rain. I saw some person lurking in the dark, trying to approach me I noticed I had nothing on me except for Bruce's clean robe. 

    The person walking up to me probably thinks I'm a prostitute of some sort, this can't be good.

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Author's Note: I wonder what will happen to y/n I really like this chapter it made me smile while writing and it felt very cute! Also thank you to everyone who is reading!

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