Chapter Eight

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Violet's P.O.V

     I sit in one of the spare bedrooms crying into my knees. Why me? Why did it have to be me?  I scream and start destroying everything around me. "Love stop." Jeremiah grabs me from behind. 

     "I'm sorry." I sob.

     "None of this is your fault." He turns me, so I'm facing him. "I shouldn't have reacted the way I did. I should've trusted you. I'm sorry." I look up at him through teary eyes. "I love you more than anything. I'm sorry I hurt you."

     "I love you too." The lights go out and I start panicking. 

     "Make sure Mar's safe." I nod and sprint to Martha's room. Someone grabs my arm pulling me into an empty room.

     "Bruce." I breathe once he's taken off the hood. "You have to leave if he finds you here he'll kill you."

     "I'm not leaving without you and Martha." I shake my head knowing what will happen if I run again. 

    "I can't. Promised I'd stay."

     "He's dangerous." He argues. "He nearly killed Selina."

     "Who's Selina?" 

     "Somebody I care about." He responds grabbing my wrist and pulling me out of the room. I try to fight him off, but he's stronger than I remember. I spot Captain Gordon Alfred and Detective Bullock with Martha.

     "Bruce, you don't understand." I whimper. "Please let me go." 

     "Miss Wayne, are you alright?" Captain Gordon asks, and I stay silent. I'm so screwed. I promised I wouldn't leave him. 

Bruce's P.O.V

     I frown watching her. He did something to her. She's afraid of him. We get back to the manor, and she doesn't say a word walking to her room with Martha. "Miss Violet, are you alright?"

     "I'm fine." She says coldly. I blink in surprise.

     "She's not fine. Something's wrong. Alfred, what do we do?"

     "I don't know." He replies. I knock on her door.

     "Go away." She shouts and I walk in anyway. "I thought I told you to go away." That's when I see the bruise on her cheek. My blood boils, knowing he hurt her.

     "Did he do that?" I ask.

     "Yeah, that's what happened the second time I tried escaping. I promised him I would stay as long as he didn't hurt Mar."

     "HE HURT YOU! How could you stay with him?" I demand.

     "You're her godfather." She whispers. "If anything happens to me, you're her godfather." She says again and I step closer to her. "She's the reason I stayed." 

     "V, you can't go back to him."

     "I will." I sigh leaving. 

     "I hate to do this to her." I mumble as Alfred locks the door.

Jeremiah's P.O.V

     "There's no sign of them, sir." I clench my fist. She's tried my patience for the last time. 

     "Find them Ecco." I say calmly. She leaves and I pour myself a generous glass of bourbon.  

Violet's P.O.V

     I punch the wall in frustration. They locked me in. "Mommy where are we?" Mar asks looking at me scared.

     "We're at Uncle Bruce's." I walk over to my bed and sit next to her. "We'll go home soon." I start humming a lullaby. I hope Jeremiah's alright. I hope he knows I didn't leave willingly. Oh, god I hope he knows. I hope Ecco finds us. Wait. I run to the window only to find it's locked too.

     "Violet." I turn to face Ecco, who practically came out of nowhere. I let out a sigh of relief and hug her.

     "I'm so happy to see you. How'd you get in here?"

     "Why'd you run?" I go pale. Oh, god. I start shaking my head.

     "I-I didn't. B-bruce he forced me I tr-tried fighting him off." I start to tremble and she holds me up.

     "Let's get you two out of here." I nod picking up Martha. She leads out of the manor and to a car. He doesn't know. Oh, god. My breathing becomes heavy.

     "I'm scared." I admit to her. She doesn't say anything. When we finally pull up to the house She takes Martha to her room and I silently walk to Jeremiah's office. I knock on the door.

     "Come in." I open it and walk in. 

     "Miah, I'm so sorry I tried fighting him of-" Before I have the chance to finish defending myself, he's in front of me. 

     "I trusted you." He snarls. 

     "I didn't escape!" I shout. "Bruce Jim, Gordon Alfie and Bullock were here. I couldn't fight off Bruce but I tried. I didn't want to leave. He locked me in."

Jeremiah's P.O.V

     I remain silent studying her. After a minute I grab her arm and take her back to the cell. "No." She whimpers. I throw her in before locking the door and leaving. "Miah, please let me out." She begs.

     "I trusted you."

     "She didn't want to be there."

     "What did you say?" I growl.

     "She didn't want to be there. If you had listened you would know."

     "Choose your next words very carefully."

     "She was relieved when I found them. She was scared of you not knowing. They had her locked in."

     "I suggest you go before I do something you'll regret."

     "She loves Jeremiah despite everything you've done. Don't take her for granted, one day she'll be gone."

     "I told you to get out of my sight." I hiss.

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