Penguin's Bird ~ A Gotham Fanfic

Chapter Twenty-Nine: All Tied up and no place to go

Chapter Twenty-Nine: All Tied up and no place to go

Dacey's POV:

"Dacey... Dacey baby don't cry. Honey please." He tries to soothe besides me. I feel the hot running tear race down the side of my cheek. I try to move but I can't. My hands are strapped to the arms of the chair and my feet are cuffed together. I have a gag in my mouth so I cannot talk. I cannot scream and even if I try there is only muffled calls that come from me.

"Sweetie don't cry, you don't want to make me sad... Shush now... Shushhhh." He rubs his hands down the side of my face. I close my eyes and more tears pour out.

"This isn't what is supposed to happen. You're meant to be happy and ecstatic to see me. You're meant to run into my arms, kiss me and hold me close." He tells me. I moan and cry. He leans over to me and kisses my cheek gently.

"Honey, can't you remember when we were like this. I want to marry you, baby. I want to hold you close and never let go but there are some complications." He tells me. I look at him in his dark eyes. How could he do this? I trusted him. I may have loved him. But he has betrayed me like no one ever should. Well, I think I know he is? I'm not sure yet.

"Maroni knows that he has been betrayed and is out to kill. Falcone and his men are at war with each other and the GCPD knows where to be seen. They, however, are all pawns sweetheart. They're in a massive game of hide and seek. And so are you expect, you're the Queen and I am the King."

One Hour Before:

I sat in Maroni's café. I absentmindedly stirred my spoon around my cup and listened to the dull radio play out in the background. I look out the open glass window and sigh.

"That was a heavy sigh." I turn around and see a familiar face. I smile and see Selina stood in front of me. She has her hands in her pocket and then sits in front of me.

"Selina, how have you been?" I question. She takes my coffee from in front of me and takes a drink herself.

"Nice jo, I've been doing good. Ya know I helped Officer Jim Gordon again. What about you?" She asks me. I then sigh again, shake my head and look down.

"That bad ha?" She says. I nod my head and shrug my shoulders.

"Have you ever felt that your life means so much more than it actually does? I've lost it, Kat. I have it real big this time." I tell her. She nods her head and places the cup down.

"You know, I know someone who might be able to help with your stress." She informs me. I raise my eyebrow at her and then ask.

"And who might that be?" I ask intrigued. She smiles and clasps her hands together. She laughs at me and then says.

"I know a guy called Rick, he's really good at this sort of stuff." She tells me. I nod my head and then say to her.

"I'll think it over," I say and she nods her head before standing up.

"Better go before Ivy wonders where I am." She says and then walks out of the café and runs across the street back into the alleyways. I chuckle and look down at the table.

I hear the café door open again and see two men walking into the room. They go to the front and order something at the till. I don't quite pay attention to them until I hear a click. I immediately look up and see two guns pointing at me.

"Okay..." I mutter and then slowly raise my hands in the air. The men walk towards me slowly until I quickly jump under the table and turn it so it's my personal shield. Gunshots are fired and I dodge the bullets that come at me. Thinking fast I turn as fast as I can and smash the window behind me. Glass flies everywhere and I jump out and start running down the street.

I push many civilians out of the way as I barge past them. I carry on running up until I get stopped by a load more men carrying and aiming guns straight at me. I turn around but there are more behind me. I am surrounded.

"Shit," I say and then look as a black van pulls up beside them. The men from behind me point their guns and press them firmly into my back. I look at the van and see a logo. The shape is an iconic white bird. I gasp as soon as I recognize it.

"Mocking Bird!" I whisper before I am hit round the back of the head.

Oswald's POV:

I have this horrible feeling of regret and rejection in my stomach. Dacey never wants to see me again. I can't blame her as I am at fault but I love her to pieces. I need her to see that I am not a fret. I am her friend. I love the girl but I am not sure if she still feels the same way about me anymore. I walk down Gotham's streets into my bar before hearing shouting.

"MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" It's a female voice. I look up and see Dacey running around the corner and pushing people out of the way. This is when I notice the men following her. I watch as the men surround her and knock her out before carrying her into the van.

I snap out of my daze and quickly rush inside of my bar and call on Butch.

"Boss? What's wrong?" He asks me. I then look at him and grab my gun from behind the counter and say to him.

"Gather all the men you have, we're going on to play a game called murder."...

Present Time:

Dacey's POV:

I look at the man in front of me. He sounds so familiar. It's uncanny how well I know this voice. Something is itching at the back of my mind telling me that I know who this person is. I should know who he is and it's bugging the life out of me.

"I know you may feel a little confused at the moment and don't know what to do but I promise you honey that you are safe with me." He says reassuringly. I shake my head and then shout into my gag. He notices my struggle.  He walks forward and then kneels down to be level with me.

"Ok, I am going to take this gag off of you but before I do I must warn you, scream and you die..." He says to me. I nod my head and then he reaches over to me and unties my gag.

"That's a good girl now where were we when we last met?" He thinks. I then notice that his eyes turn a darker shade.

"That's right." Within that same second, he kisses me. His lips press against mine but not in a loving way. It's more of a hunger. He is hungry and full of lust. I take my chance and lead him on. I kiss him back and feel him smile into the kiss until I jab my teeth straight into his bottom lip. I expect him to hiss back in pain but all I get is a pleasured moan.

"Stop teasing me Dacey love." He asks and then pulls away. As soon as he does, I spit in his face and he pulls a disgusted look.

"Now now Dacey that wasn't very polite of you, was it?" He asks me. I then scowl at him and ask in disgust mixed with anger.

"Who are you?" Now a scenario opens in my head and I feel like I am playing a game of guess who?

"And tonight's contestant's on Guess Who? are:

1) Oswald Cobblepot~ aka the Penguin

2) Tyler~ aka the previous best friend

3) Christian~ the man you have only recently met

So who will it be?" The different scenarios were running through my head like a marathon. I heard a sigh and watched as the man came into the light.

"Hello, gorgeous." He introduces. My mind is going mental. It's impossible. It can't be. It's impossible. That never could be...

"Brendan?"