gotham l.p.

46 Destroyed

Gotham City, City Streets
Tuesday Dec 29 10:20 p.m.

We landed, but barely.

"You alright love?" He asked and I nodded. That jump almost knocked the breath out of me.

"We gotta get you to somewhere safe. I don't know the city well. Do you know somewhere we could hide ?"

I immediately thought of me and Zayn's favorite place to go when we were dating. "Yea, I do, but Louis what's going on ? I was almost killed by someone, then the bridge is completely ripped backwards, think about how many people are injured and dying right now ! We have to go back and help them !"

"Calm down Caroline. It's too late to help them. We have to help you."

"Why?!" I said as we ran through the streets to my hideout.

"I can't explain now. The city's in trouble. And it's kind of because of you."

"There's no way. I don't even leave my apartment anymore ! What could I possibly have done ?"

"Hey, it's not your fault you were born." He laughed.

"I don't understand. And it's not funny ! You said it yourself Gotham's in danger !"

"Are we close yet ?" He asked and I responded, "Just around the corner."

When we got there Louis eyed what was in front of him. "This is the best you could think of ?"

"Sure it's a little run-down, but it's the only place we got. Come on," I pulled his arm.

"You know you'd go to juvy if you wrote something like that on a wall in London." He pointed to a portion of graffiti.

My breath caught when I saw what he was pointing to.

"Zayn please let me see it !!" I said. He was holding his hand over my eyes to block my view.
"Almost done my love !" He said and with one more push of the paint bottle he removed his hand from my face. I lit up. "It's beautiful." I said, gasping. "You're amazing."
"Recognize her ?" He raised a brow. I examined at the goddess-like girl he drew on the wall closer. "I dunno. Haven't seen a girl that pretty before." I admitted.
"It's you, babe."
"Nooo." I rolled my eyes and stood next to the mural, smiling.

"Are you ok ?" Louis looked at my eyes. I wiped them.
"I can't believe someone would do that." I said distantly. Plastered across his beautiful artwork in red paint was "THE BEAUTIFUL ALWAYS DIE FIRST."
Was that about Zayn or me ? I felt panicked. Something about being here wasn't right. How dare they mock Zayn. I was furious.

"Louis we need to get out of here. I think someone's following us." I whispered.
He followed me out of there and when I was back out into the night I leaned against the wall and slowly fell to the floor, my arms wrapped around my knees. I felt scarred, dazed. My lip quivered but I wouldn't cry.
Louis knelt in front of me. "Don't worry about the threat, ok ? Noones gonna hurt you."
"They destroyed the last thing I had from him." I said quietly.