Hearts Brake Then Heal B.W

Chapter one

Floating. That's what it feels like.
Floating in a quiet lake with the beautiful, peaceful sounds of nature around me. I can hear his voice. Calling me Darling and crying; saying that it's his fault that I'm like this.

But I don't understand.
What happened to me? The last thing I remember is leaving the police station and... hitting a car on the road. I was so stupid to let my emotions get the best of me. I hear him sniffle, and say I love you for the first time in forever. But he was too far away–his voice and himself. Where am I?

Bruce's P.O.V*

As I stand on the rooftop of
A building in Gotham city listening for anyone who might need help. I find myself thinking about what happened four months ago. Alfred tells me that I shouldn't blame myself.
But I know he's only saying that to make me feel better. But I know what I need to do.

Better. That's what I have to be. I was so stupid to let those people into my head. And now look at what I've done! The woman who I love is in the hospital and has been for the past four months. I don't deserve her, I don't think I ever did. I messed up big time, I'll never be able to forgive myself.

After what seemed like hours of patrol and no one needing help to fight off criminals.
I start to head home considering that it's practically 12 AM.

As I close my bedroom door, avoiding
All of the questions that Alfred was trying to ask. I throw off my clothes and change into some sweats. I sigh. The boredom starting to hit. I fall on my bed face first and groan.
Life has been so miserable without her.
Fuck, that sounds so pathetic.
But it's true.
I can't believe the last words I said to her was that I never loved her. Which was a lie, I only said that to protect her from myself–from what the court of owls created.
As I think less and less I drift off into a heavy sleep that I've hadn't had in weeks.

My alarm clock echoes loudly through my room, and quite annoyingly I might add.
But at the moment I couldn't care less.
I jump out of my bed and change into a button up shirt, black pants and shoes.
After a week of not seeing Aria in the hospital due to training and patrol. Alfred agreed to let me see her today.

"Alfred!" I yell as I quickly make my way down the stairs. "Yes master Bruce?" He asks from the kitchen. "Are you coming with or no?" I ask with a stupid grin. "Well master Bruce, I don't think I've seen you this happy since last year" he sates with a smile, "and yes I'll be going" he adds. "Splendid!" I exclaim walking to the table grabbing the bouquet of flowers that I bought yesterday. "Alright master Bruce, let's go"

Walking through the hallways of the hospital the smell of medicine and cleaning chemicals fills the building making me want to throw up.
The lights occasionally flickering giving off a very sinister feel.

Standing in front of her hospital door, I hesitantly open it;bracing myself for what I might see. The dozen of flowers and stuffed animals that I bought her makes the room feel crowded but more cheerful. I smile to myself looking at Aria. She looks healthy.

No more cuts or bruises from the crash, her nick brace was off and she's breathing on her own. I walk next to the bed and pull up a chair to sit in. I gently grab her hand and kiss it softly, then I place the flowers on a nearby table.

Aria's P.O.V*

Everything was different here, which was unusual. It's brighter and louder, but I don't hear nature. I hear things move around, like furniture. Then I feel something touch my hand–as soft as a feather.

Then I hear his voice, "good morning beautiful." It was louder this time, like I could almost touch him...
Then it starts to spin out of control, the motion making it hard to comprehend what's happening. Next there's a blinding white light that's calling my name and I go through it.

A/n: wow wow wow!! Honestly I never thought that I would have a sequel for my Bruce Wayne book! But just warning y'all updates may be slow.. but I hope you enjoyed the first chp! Pretty please give me feedback in the comments! Love you all💖-Teyona