Waking up I felt ..sick. My head hurt, nausea and I was pissed off ...couod be because I had to onsee Sofia andgive her the 'dirt' on Oswald, if only Inkmew her plan. She was ...different than Don Falcone.
Way different.
I have been ..depressed. After killing Ray, Oswald took me home. We sat up in this room and talked for hours, eventually we had fallen asleep on each other. I told Oswald about the dream I had had while they were trying to find me.
'"I thought it meant that ...I was wanting something that couldn't be true. I thought it had meant us."
He had shook his head and wrapped his arms aeound me "It meant something. Just not that" he whispered and had kissed my head "The moment I saw you, I knew nothing would be the same. I looked into those eyes of yours and I fell."
Now, I lay in bed thinking about that. My black pajamas felt nice and silly against my skin and as the door opened I turned over and seen Oswald smiling, he held a breakfast tray and on it was a vase of roses.
"I didn't think you would want anyone else to see you in a sad mood."
He kicked the door closed with his foot and put the tray over my legs after I sat up in bed, I took a rose from the vase and held it in my hands "Blue and Crash have seen me like this. They helped me through a couple of rough spots" I told him as he sat beside me.
"They see like good men. I suppose you will be meeting with Sofia Falcone today?" he asked as he watched me cuddle with the rose, I nodded not too pleased with seeing her. Oswald put his hand on my knee 'Ness. Be careful."
"I plan on it. Are you still giving that little boy some lessons?"
A grin lit up his face "Martin is ..a good boy" he said, his face turned away from me "You would adore him."
"Maybe I can meet him soon" I said and tucked the rose petals I had torn off the rose into his jacket pocket "For protection and ...love" I paused and moved my hands away from him "My mother always said that."
"You mother sounds like she was a wise woman."
"She was." I didn't realize until now that we both had lost our parents. It made me take a breath and smile at him "Oswald-"
He shook his head "I know I need to go but, I feel wrong just oeaving you here to suck until you meet with Ms. Falcone-" I put a hand over his mouth and he looked at me with wide eyes.
"Be careful. Ti amo, prezioso."
He had a confused look on his face as he tried to figure it out, I leaned forward with a smile and held my face close to his "When you figure it out, tell me." He ran his hand down my hair before standing up and going out the door.
I picked up a fork and started to cut into the french toast when the door re-opened and he came hurrying in, he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine, I put a hand on his chest and pushed him back a little staring up at him I realized I still held the fork. And it was dangerously close to his neck.
"I love you, Precious."
I raised my eyebrow "So ...all I get it a kiss for saying that?" I asked, causimg him to smile and to place a kiss to my cheek before walking out the door.
Precious. I thought about uncke Sal and his grave. I fought back the urge to cry and angrily took a bite of french toast.
Wrong thing to do.
Throwing back the covers I flew to the bathroom and hung my head over rhe toilet, awful sounds came as I threw up.
After almost thirty minutes, I stood up slow and brushed my teeth before wiping my face with a wash cloth I had wet, my face was pale. I groqned and stepped into the bedroom, I changed into a leather pair of pants, black motorcycle boots and a purple long soeeve shirt. I oeft my hair down and walked out of the room.
Blue and Crash had a car waiting for me, I got in the backseat and the radio started playing some kind of opera music that Crash loved so much, I had to sign as I felt nausea eise up again I closed my eyes.
Sofia's orohanage ....was pretty amazing. I got out and my men stepped out with me, I walked up the steps and when I looked up I seen Sofia looking out through the window. Knowing where she was, I walked upstairs and into her study closing the doors behind me.
"Nessita. You look sick."
"You noticed? I think it might be a twenty four seven bug or something" I said and sat in a chair "It will pass."
"Does Oswald suspect anything? Does he think you know of anything? Any plans of his own?"
"No. Cobblepot just sees you as a threat. But, he does know the Falcone name can help him a lot" I told her as I folded my hands together "And he doesn't suspect me of anything. He is still blind by love."
It was hard not to since at the words I had just said, it was hard not to throw up on Sofia's pretty high heels she was wearing, but I done it. And I still feel like-
"As long as he doesnt suspect a thing we shoukd be fine. Part two of my plan is already coming together. Soon part three will be ready'' she said and smiled "Would you care for a drink?"
I shook my head and srood up "Wont be necessary. I have a errand to run. My uncles grave was blown up by some punks" I said, it wasnt completely a lie, it had been blown up.
She frowned "I'm sorry to hear about that."
"Yeah. I bet some people are happily dancing on the ashes and what not."
"Nessita, honestly get some rest. The last time I seen a woman look like you she just found out she was having twins" she said and laughed, my breathing hitched and I thought back on a very important night.
With Oswald.
I put a smile on my face "No twins here. Just a bug or two" I said and nodded to her before leaving the room.
Last period was on the twenty third of last month ...shit.
As I walked to the car I gripped Crash's arm tightly "I need a favor."
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Time was going too slow as I waited for the thing on the dresser to show something to me, I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. Suddenly, Salvatore's voice hit my head like a bullet Don't go having any little Penguins on me.
Hah ....and he was joking.
I wanted to beat my head in as I picked up the little stick, I froze in my spot looking at the two pink lines on the test ...just as Oswald came into the room grinning.
Oh hell, I thought when his face got a confused look towards the thing in my hands.
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