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Chapter 9: Lenora Blake

⚠️There is a section in this chapter that involves the topics of domestic violence and abuse.  The start and end of this section will be labeled.  The chapter has been written so that you don't neccesarily have to read that section if you don't want to.⚠️

Anon's POV:

I woke up to the sound of Sophie's phone ringing and slowly sat up on the couch, rubbing the sleepiness from my eyes. In addition to the ringing, I heard Sophie talking to her daughter in the bathroom. She seemed a little flustered, which meant she was probably running late.  I yelled out, "Do you want me to answer the phone?"  I heard her say 'yes' so I quickly got up from the couch and made my way over to the phone that was hanging on the wall between the living room and the kitchen.  "Hello?" My voice was more gruff than I wanted it to be.

"Hello, is Anon there?"  I immediately recognized the voice, it was my probation officer - Hal. I knew I was going to hear from him today, but I didn't think it would be this early. I told him that it was me and he went right on to what he called about, "You know why I'm calling, come by my office at 10am."

"O-okay, I'll be there."

"Do not, I repeat, do not be late."  He hung up the phone.

I hung up the phone as Sophie came rushing into the kitchen to grab the lunch boxes she prepared for her daughter and herself, "Who was it?"

"It was my probation officer," she shot me a look of concern, "some stuff happened yesterday and we just have to get it resolved."

Sophie was now throwing on her coat, "Well, I hope it goes okay. We can talk about it later tonight." I said a quiet thank you as Sophie took her daughter's hand and left the apartment.

I stood there for a moment as the apartment fell into silence and my thoughts began to race.  What exactly was Hal going to do about what happened yesterday? Would he determine that I wasn't cooperating and advise the judge to send me to prison after all? Would I survive at Blackgate?  I noticed that the pace of my breathing was beginning to increase, so I walked over to my backpack, found my medication and quickly swallowed down a few pills.  As I did that, I caught a whiff of stale cigarettes and just a tad of B.O..  I would definitely need to take a shower before I left.

I went into the bathroom and opened the towel closet; Sophie cleaned out one of the shelves so that I could store my clothes and other personal items there. I didn't have much, so I didn't need  lot of space. I collected a clean bra, pair of underwear, socks and the blouse/skirt combo that I got from Sophie for my job searching. I usually just wore pants and a shirt to see Hal, but I thought I would actually try to impress him today since I was most likely in deep shit with him.

I quickly took a shower, got dressed, brushed my teeth, put my hair in a high ponytail and got my backpack ready to go. I decided to go ahead and leave even though it meant I would be super early.

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It was around 9:30am as I entered the probation office. I checked in with the receptionist and sat down in the waiting area. The local news station was playing on the TV.  I wasn't a big fan of watching the news, but I couldn't change the channel and had nothing else to do.  I chewed on my fingernails absentmindedly as I watched the news reporter talk about the on-going sanitary issues.  Eventually the news anchor was back on screen and started talking about Thomas Wayne. He was the king of the rich here in Gotham. There really wasn't anything in Gotham that wasn't marked by the fingerprints of his big business: Wayne Enterprises. As I looked at him on the screen, I started to imagine what it was like to be that powerful and have that much money. Honestly, it was hard to even imagine it.  That one man could literally save or destroy Gotham if he wanted to.