PREQUEL- The Birds Of Prey: Batgirl (Batman Fanfic)

Chapter 10: Canary

"911...911...911. Gotta call 911" Jasons voice comes out level with a hint of desperation. He is applying pressure to my abdomen, hot and sticky blood coats my skin. I try to focus on these details to distract myself from the pain. I could not try to describe this feeling, I've felt pain before, the worst kind of psychological pain and plenty of physical pain but even that does not compare to this. But I can handle this. I won't scream out. I won't cry. I won't.

I groan as I shift my body, trying to get away from the pressure he is applying. "Stop! You've got to keep still" Jason says again, little emotion in his voice, he sounds stern and authoritative. I open my eyes and see him kneeling over me, phone in one hand and his other hand clutches his hoodie to my abdomen, blood coats his forearms. "I'm going to call for an ambulance" 

"No!" I  slap, with all the strength I can muster, his phone from his hand "No. No hospitals." I moved onto my forearms, trying to get myself into a sitting position.

"I can't just let you bleed out on the street!" he wraps an arm around my waist, as best as he could, he pulls me into a sitting position. The oddest sensation happened, I could feel the blood spurt from the wound and trickle hot and sticky down my legs. "Okay I gotta move you, I have a plan, can you walk or do I have to carry you?" he went back to the same snarky and sarcastic self.

"I'll spare you the trouble and just die here, shall I?" I scowl. 

He huffs and heaves pulls me up and carries me the distance to his car. He all but throws me onto the back seat before he jumped into the driver's side and speeds off.

He began dialing a number on his phone, the dial tone came through the car speakers so they must be connected through Bluetooth. It rang about twice before the person answered.

"Jason?" comes the surprised voice of Richard. I couldn't help but audibly groan.

"Shut up" he hisses at me "Yeah, hey Dick" he tries too hard at coming off as normal that he sounds totally fake.

"You alright?" Richard asks the background noise sounds as if he is walking somewhere.

"Uh... yeah...are you...alright?" he takes a turn so fast that I hit my head on the door and swear loudly.

"Not at all but you called me remember?" I know that tone, that tone where he knew something was wrong but still tried to act normal until he could find out more information.

"Right...uhhh" I could tell that he was making this up on the spot, he was awful at coming up with a story on the spot.

"Are you high?" he sighed.

"No no no no no no no no!" I could not help but start giddily laughing at his response I don't know whats wrong with me. I hastily stop as a white hot pain shoots through my stomach. "I was just wondering where you were?"

"I'm at Wayne tower with Bruce... are you sure you're alright, where are you?"

"I was just heading...to...err...that...place...er...home!" he sounded so happy to have finally decided on a place that he was going that I burst into another round of giggles "Shut up!" he hisses again.

"Are you looking for a place to hook up?" I laugh again, what the hell is wrong with me?

"Yes!" he all but shouts back.

"Well sorry, Alfred is home" 

"Wayne Manor's a big place, that's okay. That's good. That's amazing. Thanks" he seems almost back to normal but I have no idea why he was so happy to know Alfred was at Wayne Manor.

"Will we see you later? It's been a while since we last spoke, you know? Let alone seen each other."  Richard says earnestly.

"Course, dude. I'll see you back home?"