Adult-FanFiction.org : Movies

Wanna Know How I Got These Scars?	By : JustMeAgain Category: zMisplaced Stories [ADMIN use only] > Batman (All Movies) > Batman (All Movies) Views: 1631 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from DC comics, the Batman franchise (comics or Nolan-verse), I don't own The Crow or any of the songs mentioned in this story. The only tihing I own is the original character. I make no money from any of this.

Chapter List
- 29
- 30
- 31
~~~~~ 1994 ~~~~~
His entire face hurt, but it didn’t matter. Scarlet still loved him. She’d tried to fix him. He couldn’t remember how he’d wound up in the hospital. The last thing he knew he was laying with his head in Scarlet’s lap while she stitched his mangled mouth. He only wanted two things right now. Scarlet and a glass of water. He wasn’t allowed to eat or drink anything. There was a feeding tube in his nose going down into his stomach, and an IV provided him with fluids. Doctors had come and gone on a regular basis, but the worst was the psychiatrist. Why did he do it? Was he trying to kill himself? How did he think his parents felt? Was he on drugs?
It was dark outside when he heard the door to his room open. He assumed it was one of the night nurses. His parents hadn’t visited once. "Jack, are you sleeping?" Scarlet asked. He turned his head and reached out to her. She sat beside him on the bed facing him. There were tears in her eyes. She used to never cry. "Can you talk?"
"A little." He slurred. Mostly he slobbered blood tinged drool. He constantly had to dab at it or else his face chapped.
"I’m so sorry, Jack. I didn’t really want you to go. I just didn’t know what to do."
"S’okay." He wiped at the saliva.
"I brought you some stuff." She reached for her backpack. "Your Walkman and your Nine Inch Nails CDs. Your Sandman comics, your Gameboy and some games... plus I brought this. I didn’t want you to need it and not have it." She took his switchblade from the backpack and handed it to him. "It’d probably be a bad idea to hurt someone, though. I want you to get better so we can get the fuck out of here for good. It won’t be long until we’re eighteen. Then they won’t be able to do a fucking thing about it." She looked away as she wiped at her tears. He reached a hand out to touch her belly. She held her hand over his and choked on a sob. Panic curled in his intestines like ice water laced with razor blades.
"The ‘a ‘y?" Fuck. He wished he could make out the word ‘baby.’ It didn’t matter, Scarlet knew he was asking after their son. She shook her head ‘no,’ and refused to look at him as she spoke.
"They gave me a chemically induced abortion. He’s gone, Jack. I’m so sorry." The razor filled ice water moved from his guts to his chest. He never dreamed she would hurt him, but she’d done more than that. She’d killed their baby. She’d killed him. "They did it while I was drugged. I couldn’t stop them." She wept. A wave of disgust swept over him, and he shoved her as hard as he could. She went sprawling across the floor where she just crumpled and wailed out her grief.
"What’s going on here! Miss? Visiting hours are over for the day. I know it looks bad, but he’ll be alright. Come on, you can’t be here." The nurse had shown up with fire in her eyes, but the sight of Scarlet’s tears softened her.
"Jack, please, forgive me!" Scarlet begged him. He wanted to cut her fucking throat out, but his body just wouldn’t let him. He flicked the switchblade open and stabbed it into her scarred name over his heart. She screamed, and all hell broke loose.
**********
I’d been shuffled aside as Jack was rushed out of the room. I’d wanted to just die, but I wouldn’t do anything until I knew Jack was going to be alright. The nurse who’d found me battered me with questions, but I couldn’t speak. I just rocked back and forth and wondered how it had all gone so wrong. Finally she gave up asking me anything. She shoved a styrofoam cup of coffee in my hand. I started to tell her I couldn’t drink caffeine, then I remembered it didn’t matter anymore.
When my father showed up to get me I didn’t even look up at him. It was morning now, and the shifts were changing. The night nurse pulled me aside as Father spoke with a man in a white coat. "He’s going to be okay. He just missed hitting anything vital. They’ve moved him to the psych ward. My friend works on that floor. If you want to see him you’ll have to be quiet and quick." She dragged me up a flight of stairs to the fourth floor. I couldn’t understand why she was being so nice to me, but I went with her. "I heard the doctors when they figured out you were his girlfriend. Parents can be such assholes when you’re in love." She explained. "Shh." She warned and tapped on the door to the psych ward. Another nurse opened the door and ushered me in.
"He’s going to be okay. They stitched up the stab wound, but they gave him electric shock therapy to calm him. He’s just coming to." She steered me into another hospital room, and I could see Jack. I was too scared to come closer. I didn’t want him to hurt himself even worse.
"I... he might be angry. He might hurt himself..."
"He’s restrained, honey. Come on, you have to be quick." She urged me forward. I edged up to the side of the bed, and his eyes blinked open.
"Jack?" His eyes looked blurry for a moment, but then they focused on me. "Jack, I’m so sorry." The words just weren’t enough, but they were the only ones I could seem to spit out. He swallowed, and his tongue licked at his stitched mouth.
"Who are you?" He slurred. My first reaction was shame. He’d cut me out of his heart. I was dead to him. "Do I know you?" He asked. I saw no sign of recognition in his eyes as the nurse hustled me out of the room and back to the stairwell.
I moved on numb limbs as my father took me to his car. "The doctor here has suggested we commit you to the psych ward." I didn’t answer.
"Your mother agrees, but it won’t be here. She’s found a private hospital in Metropolis. She’s packing your things and will meet us at the airport. Once she finds a suitable condo we’ll be living there for awhile." Just like that, the McClure family was leaving Gotham after two hundred years.
- 29
- 30
- 31
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Adult-FanFiction.Org is not in any way associated with or related to FanFiction.Net

Adult-FanFiction.org (AFF, the site), its owners, agents, and any other entities related to Adult-FanFiction.org or the AFF forum take no responsibility for the works posted to the Adult-FanFiction.org by its members.

While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.

All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.

Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!

Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo

Wanna Know How I Got These Scars?