The Pretender: a Sara Lance / Batwoman fanfiction

Pt. 14 / Kate / Sinners and saints

Ok, now how did I get into this mess?

A... creature? from Hell was shouting at me that she loved me.
My head was ringing on alert, all my senses and muscles were tensed.

"...I love you, you silly Bat. My whole world is fucked up because of you."
Are you shitting me? Nyx can't be right in her head, I'm not right in my head now either.

Thank God Sara came saving my ass. She pulled Nyx to the sink and took care of her bleeding hand. Could it be true? Was Nyx really vulnerable when I was near?

I almost fainted when Nyx appeared in front of us, that morning. The way she got off her bike, put down her helmet and ran hand through her messy hair... caused shivers down my spine and my mouth became dry. My bloodflow was getting more and more insane with every step she took towards me and Sara.

And when the single word HEY came out of her mouth, with that tone of hers, that raspy, deep, calming tone. My only defense was to act like a bitch and be mad at Nyx. Although I wasn't entirely sure I was angry with her.

She said she wanted to talk and we agreed, but... I couldn't stand being so close to her. My blood was boiling, butterflies were throwing a party in my stomach, my uterus was doing one flip after another. As much as I clenched my jaw I just couldn't avoid the effect Nyx's voice had on me.

I realized the impact of Nyx's words just when I ran out of the room like a coward. I just chickened out. Batwoman was scared of... the apologizing evil Angel. However, the curiosity didn't let me go, I stayed hidden behind the door frame and kept listening to Sara's and Nyx's conversation.

Were all Nyx's answers genuine? If so, why did she decide to come clean? Bad conscious? Guilt? And the thing about protecting us, why? Protecting us from who? From herself or Lucifer or someone else from Hell? God, why is my world so complicated...

- "You're still bleeding, jerk."
"Of course I am, you heard me, you make me vulnerable."
- "Would you die if I shot you?"
"I don't know about the death itself, maybe I'd just vanish, but... it would put me through a lot of pain. Again, an emotion I haven't known until I met you, Kate."

I shook my head in disbelief.
Sara appeared behind me and put her hand on my shoulder. Kinda reassuring. I sighed and leaned my head onto hers.

And noticed Nyx's face out of corner of my eye. She looked... hurt. Head bowed down, then she turned around and held the bandage on her hand.

"Umm.. I... better get going." Nyx mumbled and slowly moved to the door.

My insides started to ache.
- "No!"
Shit. Why did I scream that word?
Both Sara and Nyx looked at me with surprise.

- "Your hand..."
"That's the point. It will heal once I'm away from you, once there's enough distance between us."

Please, don't be sad, Nyx, I can't take it. Don't know why, but I just cannot. My own feelings commited a treason on myself.

I must look desperate since Sara looked at me with pity in her eyes. I didn't know what to do, so I just stood there like a deer in the headlights, paralyzed.

Nyx's bittersweet smile hurt. I had no reason to feel bad for her, but still... I did. She seemed to be thinking about something, then said to Sara: "Can I get one minute with Kate alone?"
Sara nodded and left the room, looking over her shoulder, as if she was worried about me.

- "Ummm.."
"It's okay Kate. It's my own prison, not yours. I again apologize for everything. Once I walk out of that door you will never see me again, you have my word. I don't have the right to invade your life. You, however, still be my curse, my destiny, my silent suffocation..."