Two sided love Nygmobblepot Story

testing love (chapter 5)

Selina's pov

I look around for a way into arkham. Well, specifically, Ed's cell. Oswald asked me to break in there cause Ed is his 'friend'. Ya sure just a friend

The musty air fills my nose as I crawl into an already opens air vent. I've already been here before to rescue Bridget, so I know my way around the place.

"Nygma!" I whisper, turning a corner. "Where the hell are you"

"Shut up!" A forceful voice calls out to me. "Their going to hear you!"

I look down only to see a curly haired, cracked glasses, mentally insane Edward Nygma. Clearly not doing ok.

"You ok bud?" I question, peering down to get a better look at the struggling man.

"Ya ya fine" he says pushing his glasses up. "Did Oswald send you?"

"Yup. You think you can climb up here?" I say the top of the vent and He gives me a clear no for an answer.

"Hell no, Do I look like I can climb?" He says, gesturing at his skinny body. "That's what I thought."

"Well how are you going to get out? " I ask, hopping down from the air vent. "I can get out how ever and when ever I please so this is your problem"

He shakes his head, "I'm smart right? So, we can just shut down the security and the lights and sneak out"

"And how ya gonna do that. We could literally just walk outta here and no one would notice" I state, going for the cell door. "They don't even try to lock the doors" as I push the cell door open, he looks at me as if He's seen a ghost.

"Well then . . . "

"You coming or not" I rant, walking away from him annoyed.

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After a couple of killings Ed did, and some lock picking I did, we were out of that hell whole faster than I thought we would be. He was right. Most if not all guards where gone. And Hugo strange was no where to be seen. Weird.

Oswald's pov

Slipping the last of my vodka down my throat, Victor Zsasz struts in with two people at his side.

"Look who I picked up by Arkham!" He raises a non-existent eyebrow at me and nods his head.

I get up off of my custom design leather couches as I move to take Ed into my embrace. "Ah Edward! Your back. How was your stay?"

He hugs me back and his chin rests on top of my head. "Just horrendous, terrible, barley livable" he teases, poking at my back.

"Exacly what I expect of an answer" I sit back down and pat the seat for him to join me. "So we need a plan"

"A plan for what exactly?" He asks clearly looking confused.

"You remember when back Barbara and Tabitha tried to kill us?" He slowly nods his head in understanding. "I don't just want them to get away. And I don't think you do either" gesturing at his arm.

Ed pushes his glasses up fidgeting at this Arkham uniform sleeves. "You know where they are?" 

"One of my goons has been watching their little gang, so I have an idea of where they might be" I grab my cane and hobbling towards the stairs that lead to an upstairs bedroom. "I have a nice shower and a suit waiting for you"

"Why thank you dear" he says before kissing me on the head and heading upstairs.

I really hope we catch the girls. They deserve no mercy for what they did to Ed. Torture seems a bit to kind. So maybe a near death experience will teach them to back off of a Cobblepot.

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I know this is super super short but I'm not inspired and not sure when I will write but here it is 😅😅

-Riddle