Gotham Gazette // J.V

Chapter 33

Kat's POV:

Bruce's friend Silver left the manor and Selina had helped me gather my sanity or what was left of it. I had calmed down just enough to realize the fact that Theo Galavan's niece is aware of my not being six feet under and could be very well telling him that right now. I gave Selina a quick hug, giving one to Bruce when I saw him on the way out before getting to my own room, slamming the door closed and letting tears fall from my face.

She's going to tell Theo I'm alive and Tabitha is going to kill me, all this trouble will be for nothing because she will shoot me down and I will die for real this time. If Jerome doesn't get to me first.

Jerome is going to kill me if he found out.

He will most likely torture me in ways I don't even want to think about, all because I had a meltdown in front of Theo Galavan's niece! Maybe she didn't know it was me? I never saw her during my stay so I am praying that she had arrived after the end of this whole fiasco and didn't pay any mind to me. Although I highly doubted that was the case.

So that left me sitting in the center of my bed, all my windows and doors locked and trying to convinced the worried housemates that I was okay. Every time I closed my eyes I could hear his laugh, I had this suffocating feeling that he was going to find me, this inkling that I hadn't seen the end of his ginger hair and maniacal smile.

"He's going to kill me, he's going to kill me, he's going to kill me," I muttered the words over and over again, slightly rocking. I probably looked crazier than he did. I blocked my surroundings out as I covered my ears nd squeezed my eyes shut, voices that I had never heard before resounding through my ears. Everything felt confusing and I began to feel things that I knew weren't there and hear things I knew I couldn't be hearing.

I don't know how I had managed to do it, but after what felt like hours, I finally fell asleep.

Jerome's POV:

My thoughts were completely jumbled, having told Silver that if she spoke to Theo about Kat I would kill her in the most painful way she could imagine it was safe to say I will be keeping this to myself. I still didn't know how to feel about my little runaway. 

She was alive and safe, as much as I hated to admit it but I felt a wave of relief hit me at the  mention that she wasn't in that underwhelming cemetery. Although, the fury and lust for revenge racked my body in angry tremors, all this time she had been hiding from me, finding other men to stay with. They won't treat her as well as I did.

In some strange turn of events, my joy of her, not death over ruled the desire to put a bullet to her head, I still wasn't stable, although I haven't been stable for as long as I can remember but before anyone could ask questions I slipped out of the mansion. I tried my best not to draw attention to myself, proving to not be as difficult as I thought. 

I stole another one of Theo's cars, him having too many to even notice this one's absence and pulled out of the garage, driving straight to Wayne Manor, determined to make sure the weasel wasn't lying. 

It didn't take a great deal to get passed the gates of the Wayne Manor considering it was guarding the richest kid in Gotham. All it took was a few tricks I had learnt along the way at the circus, thanking the Graysons silently and almost regretting that I murdered them after the Arkham breakout. Hey, I left the little one, that should be enough thanks. 

The most difficult part of the process, however, was finding the room that Katerina was in, seeing as though this mansion had like a gazillion rooms in it. I had climbed on the roof of the Mansion, once again, a surprisingly simple task given the circumstance but I wasn't complaining. 

After what seemed to be years I found a small balcony, dropping onto it almost silently. I peered into the room only to come up short-handed, having found the room of the butler. I quickly tried to duck out of sight but I must have caught his attention. 

"Selina? If you are trying to sneak in and poison Bruce's mind again you will face the consequences." The man warned and I was so close to chuckling at his assumption. His footsteps drew nearer to the balcony and I had to think fast.

I immediately threw myself off the side of the balcony making sure to grip the bottom, leaving me dangling three stories above the concrete ground. HA! It was like being in a real-life action movie! I reckon Kat would love action movies, she looks like that kind of girl ya know? She would love me if she saw this!

The butler seemed to be convinced that his mind was only playing tricks on him and retreated back into the room, his footsteps drifting into silence. I looked below me and to my luck, found another balcony. It's like I was meant to come and find her! Even luck was on my side.

I plopped down onto the second balcony, the adrenaline from the height still pumping through my veins and my heart only quickened further when I noticed that this was, indeed, the right room. The head of vibrant red hair giving her away. She sat in a ball on her bed, back facing me and her hands slammed over her ears, rocking slightly like most of my buddies back in Arkham, good times. 

As quietly as I could muster, I picked the lock on the window, another handy trick the circus life had taught me. I slowly pushed the door open, quick to close it behind me so the draft wouldn't draw any attention. She didn't even flinch so I assumed she had no idea of my presence. 

"He's going to kill me." She kept repeating in a hushed, monotonous voice that once again, resembled the Arkham patients. 

I touched her hair lightly, she flinched but continued to rock, still not aware of my presence. I took my hand back and stared at her, the fact that she was right in front of me not sinking in properly. The muttering slowly came to a stop, her body slumping and her eyelids relaxing, her breathing following suit. 

I missed seeing her like this, without the frightened look on her face and her eyes wide in terror. She was peaceful, her well-being enough to subside the murderous thoughts for a while, enough time to appreciate that she hadn't left me forever. 

I left my snowglobe a note, trying my best to make my handwriting unrecognizable but I doubt she would think it was anyone else.

Hiya Kitty Kat, you look so cute when you're sleeping, well when you're not sleeping six foot under anyway.

Just thought I'd stop by but you were too busy sleeping (You always seem to be sleeping while the good stuff happens, see ya soon!

~Your favourite kidnapper

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Ok guys, I can explain...

First of all, I'm sorry this is so late but because of my involvement with the performing arts faculty at my school this week has been absolutely hectic, I have to have 8 acts ready in two weeks (Half singing, half acting) and that has been where all my attention has been. 

Plus I've had MAJOR writer's block... It's not that I have run out of ideas as I already have a plotline mapped out but it has just been difficult for me to write lately but it will be all under control shortly.

On a brighter note, a lot is in the works! Because I haven't been writing I have been brainstorming ideas for the Ed fic I spoke about last chapter and I finally have a set idea and let's just say the two books will be having quite a lot to do with each other in the future ;) 

To make it up for you I will make sure you get a double update soon (When I'm not running around trying to sort my life out) and when this horrible writer's block stops. 

I love you all and thanks for being so patient Xx