I woke up around six hours later to the sound of my phone ringing.
I somehow felt worse than before I went to sleep.
I made a mental note to change my ringtone the second this was all over.
I scrambled for my phone which had been discarded somewhere on my bedside table, eyes only half open as the blinding daylight of Gotham shone through my voiles.
No Caller ID
I pressed accept and shoved the phone to my ear.
"Who the fuck is this?"
"(Y/N), it's me". The Batman spoke, a slight shake to his voice.
Leave me alone. Please. Everyone. Leave me the fuck alone!
"Ahh Bruce..." I grumbled, my voice still raspy with sleep.
"Did I wake you?"
"Yeah. Yeah you did". I replied firmly, now fully awake and pissed.
"I- I'm sorry".
In his defence, he does sound genuinely apologetic (Y/N).
"It's okay, just... what's up?" I sighed, rubbing my forehead.
"(Y/N), he's asked to see you".
"I- what?" My heart dropped into my stomach.
I knew this was coming, I just didn't expect it to happen so soon. I thought I would have more time to process things. Process the fact that I had been lied to for months. The fact that my boyfriend was practically responsible for me nearly losing my life. The fact that my boyfriend was the fucking Riddler.
"Nashton. He's asked for you to see him. At Arkham". He sounded nervous.
"Arkham? Is that where they're keeping him?" I pulled out my laptop from under my bed and began to type.
"Yeah. Arkham Asylum".
Arkham State Hospital: The Home of the Criminally Insane
War Is Over: Gotham Serial Killer Known as 'The Joker' Finally Apprehended and Sent to Arkham
Behind Closed Doors: What Really Goes on Inside Arkham Asylum?
"I- um... when?" I questioned as I scrolled through article after article.
They can't keep my Eddie there, god he won't survive a week.
"Today".
"Today?!"
"He's said he won't talk unless he sees you first. Please (Y/N), you're our best shot".
"I- okay... what time?"
This isn't happening.
"Gordon and I will pick you up in an hour".
An hour.
A fucking hour.
In just over an hour I'll be face to face with my serial killer boyfriend. Like nothing has changed.
Except everything has changed.
"Okay..." I sighed in defeat.
"Jesus, thank you! Thank you (Y/N). I know this will be hard bu-"
"It's fine. I'll see you in a hour". I cut him off before hanging up the phone.
The timer starts now.
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What Once Was
RomanceYou move to Gotham for school and quickly take up a job in a local bar. Having stumbled into your work one evening, Gotham local, and forensic accountant, Edward Nashton becomes infatuated with you. The two of you eventually become close, but nothin...
