AU after 3x11 where instead of Ed murdering Oswald (like the promo hints at) Oswald stops him before he can and confesses his love. This is written post 3x10 so you know. It's probably gonna go a hell of a lot worse.
-
Oswald stared at the amber liquid in his glass as he fiddled it around in his hands. Liquid courage, his situation is long past needing courage. He needs a miracle after what he'd done.
He looked up to the painting of Ed and himself and grimaced. How did he think this would solve anything?
Oswald felt empty. He was use to the feeling. After his mother died, he had lost something large. It left him cold and scared and he swore he would never feel human again. Then his father came along, he hadn't been able to replace his mother. Hadn't been able to fill ever crack he had inside himself but it was enough for him, he could survive. Then his father had left him and he was cold again.
Then without the knowledge of either of them, Edward had started to fill him. He filled ever spot his mother had left gapping and then started to cut away at more. He took more than Oswald knew he could give up but now was willingly handing to the man.
Then he crushed it.
And Oswald was emptier than before.
"I met someone..."
Someone who Oswald could never imagine to level with.
Someone perfect for Edward in ever single way.
Someone one that wasn't him.
So he got rid of her, in haste without thought.
Oswald took a sip of his drink, if only he had thought before acting. What had he hoped would happen? Edward would just kill Butch and they would live happily ever after?
This was Gotham, no one got a happily ever after. Most of all not someone like him. If Edward hadn't figured out it was him then Oswald isn't sure he'd even love the man. Oswald loved him for how he was and if he simply never figured out it was him there was no point.
Oswald glanced at the clock on the wall. He had probably about an hour until Edward shows up. He knows Edward is going to try and kill him.
He had tried at the party. Ed thinks he didn't see the knife but after having people try to kill you for years you notice things like someone hiding a weapon from you.
The question is is he going to let Ed kill him?
He's not sure why Ed didn't do it already. True, his almost attempt at the party didn't have his small flare of theatrics to them but Oswald thinks that's because he simply hadn't had the time to come up with something.
Well, Oswald is giving him the time now.
Cobblepot stood and made his way to the beheaded statue of his mother. He wonders what she would think of him now?
"Mother, you always said never let love run away, to chase, to run after it. I managed to run at love but I was too slow and someone else got there first and instead of waiting I was rash. I ruined everything," Oswald glanced at the clock again. He had mere minutes left now, "I'll see you soon, mother. Please don't be mad at Edward for whatever he does. I deserve it, all of it. I have done too much to this city. Too much to him to go unpunished. He really is a fantastic person. You'd love him given better circumstances. I'm tired mother," Oswald raises his glass and swallowed down the rest of his drink. Behind him, his ears picked up on the sound a gun being cocked, "Hello Edward."
