Kilgrave's second chance

Insightful Observation

Kilgrave's POV

3:27

'841 Gregory Drive, Brooklyn. She just left the court. She looks upset. Holding some documents. Can't see what it is but judging by her expression at the cementary, she could have been encumbered with debt after that woman's death'

3:30

'Very well. Keep following her. I want to know more' 

I sighed heavily and tossed my phone back on the desk of my office, as I stared at the blinking dot on New York's map on my laptop. 'Oh Alice. Always in trouble, aren't you' I mumbled with a small smirk as the dot shifted to the bus station, circling around it as she waited. I watched her every step and non of it made any sense. She was visiting increadibly random places. Very often going in and out in the same minute. She was only spending 5 hours of night at something that appeared a basement of some sort. Probably a tiny dirty studio flat which she didn't seem to like either. Sometimes the dot would freeze in the middle of a street. At first I was convinced something was wrong with my tracking device she had attatched to her bag until I asked the nurse girl what was going on. Apparantly my little Alice tended to just stop every now and then and stare numbly ahead of her. Did she have problems with herself? 

Well it looked like Jessica's punch in her head made her lose some of the memories but what if it wasn't that. What if her memory was bad in general? If so, why? Oh this name seemed to suit her. Mad Alice. 

Alice's POV

'What do you mean it's been three days?!' I shouted at the nurse that walked in soon after the man  I safed, what I thought, the previous night. I nervously turned pages in my calendar and gritted my teeth. 'Calm down, miss. You've been hit in your head very hard. You should be happy you made it without any larger damages. We'd like to keep you for two more days just to make sure you're fine' I frowed and shook my head 'I can't stay here' I stated and watched her hand slowly shift onto a small device. She was about to call help, wasn't she? 'Listen. Let me go and  you'll be okay' I said and took a step towards her. Her grey eyes expressed confusion and she did not step back. 'What do you mean?' I took a look at her thin blonde locks and her thin dry lips. She was taller than me and looked like one of those healthy life style fanatics who visit gym every two days and don't eat meat. I could break her in half with one hand. I could feel my brain getting foggy and I blinked a few times. 'Let me go now' I whispered and approached her 'I can't' she said and pressed the red button of the device a split second before I grabbed her head and hit against the wall. 'Bitch' I groaned and checked her pulse quickly. Luckily I didn't kill her but I heard a small alarm and someone running down the hallway. I looked around in a slight panic but I pulled myself together just in time to grab my bag and open the window. I jumped out and ran down the street.

It was raining. Heavy clouds very hanging over the sky. Steets were almost empty. Once I was far enough from the hospital I sat down on the bus stop and leaned my head back on the glass wall covered in adverts. My hair curled up under the influence of the rain and sticked to my sweaty forhead. The air smelled like hot pavement cooled down by the water and distanced note of pastry. I closed my eyes and immidately my thoughts drifted into that bizzare man in very expencive purple suit. His voice, his gaze, the touch of his hand. And then the imagine of him facing death from that gifted woman's hands. Such hatred in her eyes. Were they once together? I suppose you don't just kill you ex for the fact you split up. Not even for cheating. It seems too much. What was he guilty of? He didn't really seem... like a good person. His aura or whatever that was... was dark and mysterious. And it was making me want to think of him a lot. 

I lifted up my tired lids just in time to see the glowing number of the bus approaching. I got in and drove 6 stops to reach the cementary. I needed to see. 

It stopped raining. I walked in my now wet dark blue shoes on low heels down the crooked bricks creating the walk path of the huge grave yard. I knew the way. I organised it myself. The funeral of my mother.

Well. She wasn't really my mother. She kind of hired me when I was 22 as help and was insane enough to ask me to refer to her as a "mother". I was desperate for hiding spot and money. Gwendolyn Black was her name and she always looked like she was old. Didn't change much at all through those 2 years. I worked in her small restaurant as a waitress. She gave me a place to sleep. Just a small studio flat in the basements of the building. She was living on the third floor. Payed me in cash just enough for me to survive. I don't have an id. Or any rights to stay. Any rights at all. According to this world, I don't even exist. So I owned her a lot. 

I stood in front of her grave. Just like ordered. White marble gravestone with her picture that looked like from the previous era even though it was taken just two years prior. I stared at it for a bit trying to figure out how do I feel about her. But there was nothing. I waited for some tears to fall down my face. It was dry. Nothing. Just those big almond eyes of mr Kilgrave which seemed to be penetrating my thoughts and soul. I shook my head and shrugged walking away when the dead silence of the surroundings was broken by loud buzzing and an annoying phone tune. Someone was calling me? Who?

'Hello?' I picked up confused, almost in a half whisper. 

My heart dropped to the ground.

Kilgrave's POV

8:20

'What is she doing?!' I screamed on the phone, circling around the room. 'What do you mean she's packed?' I frowned and massaged my temples with my free hand.

'It looks like she's in a rush, calling a taxi now. Yeah she was there half an hour and left with her bag but it looks like it's stuffed with her clothes or something' the girl replied and I shook my head in disbelieve. 'She's running away' I stated and paused as the girl spoke again

'She.... broke her phone... threw it in the trash' I heard her huff and without any hesitation I ran downstairs to get into my car 'I'll speak to you later' I hung up and took the drivers seat. 

I turned on the app which allowed me to see her location and I pulled away. 

'You can't run away from me, Alice'