Cruel Love (Gotham/Oswald CobblepotFanFic)

Cobblepot's Enemy: 51- Hell in Gotham: Part 3

(I am going to finish this whole story before I put up the re-write. That way people can still read the 'old' version)

When I get out of this stupid room I am going to murder Oswald Cobblepot, then I am going to find the assholes that blew up my uncles grave!

I slung another chair at the window trying to bust it up, nothing happens. The room was torn apart from where I had tried to open the window and bust down the door to get out, I was beyond mad.

I was pissed off.

Finally after five hours of not seeing anyone, Crash came up with Zsasz and decided to feed me. It was a salad and some stew, I had to resist the urge to throw it at them ...my stomach was making loid noises thought, I decided to eat it instead.

"I know you are angry. But, this is on of Penguin's wiser decisions" Zsasz said as he made his way back to the door, I seen Blue on guard as the door closed and wondered how Oswald managed to turn them on me for 'protection' these idiots.

Why was someone doing this to me? Who knew where my secret places were in Star? Who knew where my uncle was buried exactly and who knew that I was going to own Bamonte's when I came back to gotham.

The answer hit me in thing air, like a slap to face. Their face hot my mind and anger burned in me, nothing and no one was going to keep me from killing them.

I stood and went to Crash "You know, Gotham is the Only place I ever felt at home" I said standing beside him looking out the window "She speaks to me. The night sky is always lit up and it is breath taking."

"I never understood it. What you talked about, then I seen her in person" he said with a sigh "I never had a friend until you came along. I want to thank you for that, Nessita. Me and Blue were alone for some long, you gave us a home."

He done what I had hoped he would. He hugged me.

I gulped "I know. You both are the best friends a boss couod ask for, and-" I pinched the right place on his neck and closed my eyes "-I'm sorry but this is my battle."

His eyes rolled back and he fell onto the floor, the door opened and I got ready to tackle Blue. We fell back into the hall and I wondered as I grabbed a vase "Sorry Blue!"

I smashed smashed over his head and he was out like a light, I stood up hoping they wouodnt hate me in the morning as one of Oswalds men came up the stairs, I got ready and as he tried to tackle me I grabbed him by his arms and swung him over the stairs railing, he landed on his back.

Down to Oswald's office I went and seen a map of the city on his desk, I traced the line he had drawn to see a a bandoned warehouse as his target, he must have figured it out and decided not to tell me.

Idiot. Sometimes I think he just loves to leave me out of things.
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The warehouse was a small one, one a farmer would use. I took a breath and twisted my neck from side to side getting ready for what was about to happen, and from all the noise inside, what I was about to see.

I busted open the door and stood at the top of the stairs looking down at them all  "Boys, can't we all just get along?" I asked, twirling a dagger in my fingers and throwing it at the first thug I saw near Oswald who was held by the collar of his shirt against the wall, so was Harvey, Zsasz was held by two of his men against the ground, and Gordon was looking up from a pile of books where he was thrown into a shelf.

I tsked and sighed "I swear all of you are brain dead" I said as a thug Attacked me, I threw him against a wall and helped Oswald out of his hold, both of us pushing two thugs against the wall.

"Your supposed to be at my home in your room!" Oswald hissed as me and I fought two thugs who came up behind us, knocking them out cold, I smiled "Little ol' me can out smart two thugs and a ass pretty well, huh?" I threw another dagger hiting a thugs chest and he fell to the ground.

I saw Zsasz having trouble and went to the staircase grabbing the rail and swinging my whole body around the pole kicking one away from him with my feet -with all the force I had- and landed beside him with my fist in front of my face, ready for me.

Zsasz smiled "Thanks."

"No problem." I kicked one in the chest and hit his face, before it grabbed my hand pulling me to him and I turned stabbing it with the dagger Crash had given me earlier.

"You disobeyed me and my orders" Oswald shouted at me, I shot at a thug, then I shrugged "Sorry, but nobody is fighting my battles. Why do you keep yelling at me?!" I shouted back at him, as I punched a thug so hard he went backwards with a thump.

"Could you both please shut the hell up?!" Harvey, Gordon and Zsasz yelled at us before going back to fighting, and I got thrown into a wall. A man appeared over me and grabbed me by the hair of my head holding a knife to my throat.

I gulped with wide eyes. "Not really how I wanted to die, dude."

Raymond held me close to him, throat slicing my throat a small bit "Enough!" He shouted, everyone turned to us and I seen Oswald's face go white "Step any closer and I will slit her throat and make sure she never comes back."

"You did this?" Oswald said with a confused face "This doesnt even make sense."

Raymond tightened his hold and the knife dug deeper "Should will die. Slowly and painfully. Nobody deserves her, not any man, not you" he said and tightened his arm around me "Do you know why she came back to Gotham? It wasnt for Bamonte's or for Sal Maroni."

"Raymond, please-"

He tightened his hold making me be quiet "Its because she is in love with a man she was afraid she would kill. I knew she could never love me, she has been in love with Oswald Cobblepot. It was all I ever heard! She didnt even realize she was talking about you sometimes, she left Gotham because-"

"Raymond! I swear to God I will kill you-"

"It was because she was afraid of you. Afraid to marry you, afraid she would kill you because of the stupid curse she was put under. Afraid you would leave her like her father left her mother."

Oswald was looking at me with a heartbroken expression"Is ..is it true?" he asked staring into my eyes, I looked down at the ground.

"Of course it is. She was going to wait, you know. Wait to come back but Gotham was calling her. It wasn't Gotham calling her, it was you. I know about Zsasz going to see her every once in awhile, the letters you would send her. You are the reason she left me and Star City-" he paused and pointed someting new to my head "-and now you get to watch her die. Again."

I was looking at Zsasz, we made eye contact and he cocked his head to the side, I gave a nod telling him what to do. Sometin we practiced years ago when I was a teenager.

With one slick move I could get out of this, if I message up I could die. My eyes locked with Oswald's and I gulped "Raymond. I never loved you ...I will always love this one guy who manages to make me smile and laugh. Who will always tell me he loves me but, I never told him" I smiled and gulped as the hammer cocked back on Raymond's gun.

"I love Oswald Cobblepot."

With that, I ducked my head and swung around kicking Raymond in the family jewels and as Zsasz shot at Ray's head, I came up and around with my legs knocking his head to the side and when I landed on my feet I swung my arms out and hit his chest sending him flying into a pitchfork that was laying on a thing of hay.

I stayed on my knees looking at the bloody mess before me, I was shocked by what I had done, what I had said. But, Oswald knew the truth now, knew why I left Gotham.

And knew why I came back.

I felt him kneel beside me, I was ashamed. I was afraid of him but ...I love him.

Oswald put his hand on my knee "Nessita" he spoke softly, I looked up at him "If it takes everything I have ..I will find the one who made you this way and we will take this anger from you. I promise."

I just stared at him before wrapping my arms around him and crying, he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my head.

"Well" Harvey said "This is the second time Nessita has been in trouble and it has ended up a bloody mess. I think she needs a maid ...and a drink."

Even though I was crying, I had to laugh at him.