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I tose and turn a lot in my sleep, but tonight was different. Everyone says I sleep poorly because I worry too much, and I think they're right. I live in Gotham for one thing. And even though that should explain it right there, I'm not worried about myself getting robbed, or jumped, or anything like that. I worry constantly about my boyfriend and brother that live in this city with me. For different reasons of course. My brother's name is Cyrus but everyone including myself call Butch. He works with Fish Mooney and even though he works in one of the biggest crime rings in the city, that's not what worries me. What worries is the constant turf war he seems to be caught up in between the Falcone's and the Maroni's. He's just along for the ride. My boyfriend on the other hand is at the head of it all. Always cleaning up loose ends for Falcone. I'm proud to say that Victor Zsasz is the love of my life, but that doesn't stop me from worrying. And I worry about him for a whole bunch of different reasons. Besides the fact that he is constantly getting shot at but also putting himself in dangerous situations. I know it's both of their jobs but I still have the right to worry. But I find that I worry a lot more lately.
My brother was caught by Falcone earlier this week. Apparently both him and Fish were planning on overthrowing Falcone to take control of Gotham. I believe Fish wanted to be the new leader of the Gotham crime ring but I don't think that Butch would have done it if it wasn't for Fish. Butch has loved Fish for a while now but he never had the courage to tell her, but that man would gladly walk down to the gates of hell if she was leading the way. She is a good person deep down but there is nothing I can do to help. I wish I could go to Falcone and beg for them to be forgiven and set free but what good would that do. I know that Falcone won't budge on the subject and I don't want to bring unwanted attention onto me. Falcone would probably have me killed under suspicion of treason. Fish and Butch were supposed to be killed but they escaped and Victor was sent after them to finish the job but they both got away ... I just hope he's safe and hidden away. I miss him a lot but, at this point I can only hope. . .
I just need to stop thinking about this and get some rest. I told myself turning around to snuggle with my sleeping boyfriend beside me. There was always something about Victor that made me feel safe. It wasn't his job or his talent with weapons that gives me that feeling but rather his aura and the way he treats me. People always think I'm crazy for dating him but they don't know him. Everyone may think that he is a heartless sadist with no morals, but he in fact has the biggest heart in Gotham. He is strong and brave but can be soft and sensitive. I don't care what people say I love him and as far as I'm concerned they can mind their own damn business.
I snuggled into Vic's chest as he wraps his arms around me, engulfing me in his body heat. I couldn't help but feel cozy in his arms as he plants a kiss on my forehead before closing his eyes again. The cosiness makes me instantly relax and my mind finally clears. Note to self, when your having trouble sleeping cuddle! Just as I'm about to drift off to sleep, a faint thud and clanking sound caught my attention. I waited a moment but it passed and the sound didn't return. I excused it, nuzzling my head in Vic's chest, closing my eyes again. Ready to drift off again ... wait ... there it is again. I opened my eyes just in time to hear it repeat again ... and again. That's weird. The more I listened to it the more I realized how bizarre it sounded. It sounded too foreign and out of place. "Vic ... do you hear that?" I whisper groggy. "It's nothing Baby. Just the city pipes." Vic explains half asleep before going back to sleep. He's right it's probably nothing. I shook the idea out of my mind. Closing my eyes and snuggling in once more. Letting his warmth surround me, soothing me into relaxation. Allowing me to finally drift off ... God damn it now I have to go to the bathroom! I open my eyes in frustration. Slowly getting out of my comfortable position, not wanting to leave the warm bed at all. I finally say up and threw my legs over the side of the bed. I could hear Vic moving and whining from behind me. "Why did you move? I was so comfortable." He stated groggy. I smile thinking his statement was cute. I look over at him to see him looking up at me while he stretched his arm out, caressing my arm up and down. "Gotta go to the bathroom." "Ok Baby can you do me a favour then and grab me a glass of water?" He asked sweetly. I nodded leaning over to kiss his cheek.
