Forbidden Love

Chapter 18-Crazy

Emily POV

"Detective Gordon, old pal.". I look to see Jerome walking towards us. I try to reach for Harvey's gun, only to have it slapped away from me by the woman that was with Jerome. She then picks me off the floor. Jerome then screams at her, "You hurt her, I'll kill you and send your body to your brother." The girl held me and said nothing. Jerome walks over to Gordon and says to him, "That gas sure packs a wallop, huh?" Gordon tries to hit him with the gun but Jerome easily overpowers him, taking his gun away from him. "That's cute." Just as Gordon is about to pass out on Jerome's shoulder, Gordon picks Jerome up and pushes him to the wall. My vision is going in and out but I can clearly hear Jerome saying, "I'm sensing anger." Gordon, with eyes wide and a snarling voice, says, "You killed Sarah Essen, now I'm going to kill you." Jerome shakes his head, replying, "Mmm-mmm" Jerome pushes him away. "Jerome, stop!" I yell. Jerome looks at me and smiles. "What's wrong, sweetie? You love him now? Maybe I should just place this gun in this mouth and bang!" The girl held me back as I tried to break away from her. "Jerome, please stop. I'm begging you, please!" I screamed. Jerome motioned for the girl to put me down. Jerome walks towards me and points a gun at me. "I could kill you here." He says to me. He kneels on the floor and holds me against the wall. "Jerome, I love you and only you. For God's sake, I'm carrying your baby." Jerome says nothing. His eyes become calmer and says, "You're mine. No one else will have you." Jerome kisses me passionately. The girl with him says in a stern voice, "Let's go already." Gordon then tries to attack Jerome, only to be pushed back. Jerome is ready to shoot Gordon, only for the girl to say, "Don't shoot him." Jerome gets up from the floor and says, "How about a little flesh wound?" Jim looks up at the woman as she says, "No, no. My dibs." With that said, she kicks Gordon in the face. I take one last look at Jerome and the last image I see before passing out was him winking at me.

2 Hours Later

I felt myself being carried. I groggily see that someone has lifted me in their arms and is walking away from Mr. Cicero's apartment. Jim Gordon is carrying me to his car while there are ambulances taking Mr. Cicero's body away. I come to as I am elevated in the seat. "Hey, hey Emily. Wake up!" Jim says to me. I rub my eyes and shake my head slightly to better my focus. Jim Gordon is starting at me with concerned eyes. I notice that Jim is bleeding from his head as a result of his brush in with the girl in leather. "Are you okay?" Jim asks me. "Yes, I'm okay. That gas was a lot. I did my best to try to cover myself." I reply. Jim looks towards the apartment and says, "I won't even ask you what made you go to Cicero's place but you are so lucky they didn't see you at first. Look, I can't keep saving your ass all the time." I look at Jim and say, "You? I saved yours today. If I hadn't arrived-" Jim was getting ready to talk but was interrupted by Harvey. "We got to go, Jim. I can drop her off at her place." "No!" I immediately say. Both Jim and Harvey look at me and I quickly say, "I can walk home. I'm not that far from home. Honestly." Jim motioned for me to go. I walked away from them without saying a word. Jerome was still out there. I wasn't afraid of him and I knew he wouldn't do anything to me. I had to find him and talk sense into him, to save him. In my mind, I feel like he's already left Gotham. I headed back home and discovered my aunt had gone out. I sat on the couch, bored out of my mind. I propped a couple of pillows and decided to rest for a while. Hopefully, a nap will calm my nerves. I can't stress as much because of the baby but I can't help it. I love Jerome and I don't want to lose him. I miss the old Jerome. The Jerome I met when I was orphaned and alone. I want that Jerome back.

Jerome POV

The boss has asked us to infiltrate the Gotham's Children Hospital gala to cause mayhem and panic. All the rich big shots were gonna be there and I get to make them squirm. After knocking out the "real" magician, Barbara and I took his place. I take a peek from behind the curtain. Goody Gordon is nowhere in sight and neither is Emily. She has always been my weak spot, especially now that she's pregnant. "Come on, Ginger Boy. Let's roll." Barbara says, interrupting my thoughts. I then go to perform what I call "The Finale"