Before The Storm

Chapter 9

“Ahh!” I screamed falling down the stairs. 

I rolled to the bottom and onto my side with the hurt ankle to make it look like this was the reason for it to be hurt.

“Lily! What's wrong?” Papa asked as he rushed to the staircase.

I lifted myself up and groaned from the aches in my body from the fall.

“I tripped over my clumsy feet” I told him as I stood only to fall back, “Ah, my ankle”

I reached down to the ankle and held it as Papa got down on his knees. He raised my pant leg up to see it. The once purple bruise was now an almost black.

“This is an ugly sprang ankle” He said as he stood up, “Stay here while I go get the first aid kit”

I nodded my head as Papa left the room quickly. I slowly scooted to the stairs to sit on them, making sure I did not move my hurt ankle.

“I heard you scream, are you okay?” Bruce asked standing at the top of the staircase.

I jumped at the sudden sound of his voice. I didn't even hear him leave the west wing.

“I tripped down the stairs and hurt my ankle” I told him as he made his way down the stairs.

“I'm back” Papa said carrying a big case.

He bent down and began to wrap my ankle gently with some bandages.

“You need to be more careful walking down those stairs, my dear” Papa said as wrapped my ankle.

“I was going a little to fast” I told him.

Papa nodded and stood up after he was finished wrapping my ankle.

“Well don't be on your ankle to much” Papa said and I nodded as I stood up.

I hissed a little at the pain, but shook my head and walked towards the kitchen with Papa and Bruce following close behind. I walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water along with an apple. I drunk some of the water and bit the apple.

“I'll be back around four or so” I told them before walking out of the kitchen.

“You can't go anywhere with a hurt ankle” Papa said frowning.

I stopped walking and turned around.

“I'll be fine Papa” I told him.

“Call me if anything bad happens” Papa said and I nodded.

“I will” I told him and turned back around.

I left the manor and drove the camaro to the diner where John was probably waiting for me. Hopefully he will ask me if he can stay at the manor for a while. I hope Bruce wouldn't mind. I parked the car and got out. I slowly got out of the car and limped into the diner. I saw John sitting in his usual seat at the counter. I walked in and John turned instantly at the sound of the little bell. I smiled at him as I limped over to him. He frowned seeing how I was walking. Hopefully he wouldn't think to hard on it and figure out that I'm Batgirl.

“What happened?” He asked me as I sat next to him.

“Well I woke up this morning and was walking down the stairs to quickly when my foot got caught on the stairs making me fall down them. I sprung my ankle, but I should be okay in a few days” I told him.

“I hope so” He said and took a sip of his coffee.

I told the waitress my order and she nodded before leaving.