What would you do if your boyfriend goes to being obsessive , angry and rough overnight from being a kind , loving and sweet personality? How would you adjust to these physical and psychological changes in your lover's life? Would you run away or wo...
We are almost done with dinner. I grab the cloth and wipe my mouth, slowly stepping up from my chair, clearing my throat. "Your parents, you and I now have an important date - "
"Jeremiah!!" Bruce calls out angrily at the same time as he stands up.
"With destiny." I start walking out of the kitchen, only to stop walking suddenly and turn around.
"Oh and you might want to find your faithful butler and leave. Quickly." I then move on to activate all the bombs in the manor.
A few minutes later, having managed to get out scratch free from the Manor, I lean against a brick wall, watching the Manor erupt into flames and smoke rise into the air. "What a shame. It was such a nice property." I whisper amused to myself. Suddenly, the static of my walkie talkie goes off and irritatedly I pull it out pressing the talk button. Only it's Jervis, and not Ecco.
"Why do you have Ecco's walkie talkie on you?" I raise an eyebrow.
"She said she had something to do." I hear Jervis say. What could possibly be more important than what we are doing right now. As fury surges through me, I find myself clutching the walkie talkie hard, my knuckles almost turning white.
"Oh, you won't believe who just showed up here at ACE chemicals." I hear Jervis say. "Jim Gordon and Leslie Thompkins themselves." I can't help but gasp in surprise. It's good. Really good. He continues. "I have tied them up. I wanted to hypnotize them and have them slit each other's throats, but I thought I would check with you first, since Ecco is not here." Where the hell is Ecco? I'm gonna have to punish her too later.
"No." I glance at the fake Thomas and Martha Wayne before talking to Jervis again. "I have other ideas for those two."
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*Ruby's POV*
"By the way, Ecco. Please use the doorbell next time. It's right outside the front door. Please spare the balconies." I say sassily and walk up to Jason's crib, bending over it and tucking his blanket around him carefully.
"That won't be necessary. I won't have to visit another time." Ecco says in a evil tone. I look up at her and see her smirking at me. Instinctively I pull out the gun I had slid earlier into the waist of my sweatpants and aim it right towards her.
"Not so fast." She smirks and with one swift motion, she grabs Jason and holds him close to her chest.
"Let go of my baby you bitch." I glare at her, not dropping the gun. She just shakes her head, casually. "Nah, he is my ticket to not getting shot by you."
"Okay, Ecco. Relax. I'm not going to shoot you. Please give Jason to me." I raise the hand with which I am holding my gun in the air, as if admitting defeat. She smiles, still holding Jason.
"Everything I tried to do to throw you out of Jeremiah's life. The things I have to do. Oh!" She starts walking towards the wall and then back to the crib. "But you're so clingy!! You always come back." She cries.
"Ecco listen. Can you give me back my baby?" I throw out my arms but she just smiles.
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