Tragic • Bruce Wayne • Gotham Fanfic

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Bruce's pov
"Go home Bruce ? Where did this come from "
I stared at her . She glared " just go home no one told you to come and save a cat in distress " she crossed her arms . I rolled my eyes at those very words . I'm jumping the building . I need to get Malia and I guess this can be another fear to conquer . I ran to the back of the area we were in . I ran toward the front " what are you doing Bruce you won't make it !" Malia yelled . I was at the edge . I jumped without taking a breath . I was left leaning on the edge of the other building . Malia put her hand out to catch me and pulled me into safety . "You're cr-" she started as she stopped when she spotted My hand , the burnt one .

I quickly hid my hand behind my back . " what did you mean saving a cat from distress ? We're bestfriends we've always been here for eachother why's it so different now " I questioned her . " first of all whys your hand burnt " she grabbed my hand and pulled it in plain sight , examining it . "Whys it so different now ?!" I repeated . " whys your hand burnt ?!" She repeated . "I put it to a candle " I said nonchalantly. "Are you an idiot or what ?!" She smacked my hand away . " what's the problem ? Why are you even up here at this time " I said . " this isn't like you burning your hand ? Jumping the building ? Who are you Bruce Wayne " she glared at me . " I happen to be your bestfriend trying to take you home " I snapped .

" I don't need a rich kid providing me " she crossed her arms . " is that all I really am a rich kid ?" I mocked her . " I'm fine go home Bruce "  she looked at me . " no why are you out here Malia  " I asked her . " alright you asked for it " she rolled her eyes . I raised an eyebrow "my house , when I came home it was burnt down . " she said . " by who ?!!!" I yelled . "I don't know genius you think if I knew my hands would be in tact right now ?" She tilted her head at me .

" you're coming home with me Malia " I looked at her in concern . She snickered and shook her head . " what Malia why is it sooo hard for you to accept that someone cares ? Even the idea of it enter your mind . I care and that's how it'll always be " I grabbed her hand .