Home Alone
by: dg.17
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own any of the characters that I am using
A/N: I would like to dedicate this first chapter to my best friend KrazyReRe23, she is always giving me motivation for when I write a story.
Chapter 1
She sat at the dinner table waiting for him to get home. She had cooked his favorite meal, steak and mash potatoes, over candle light. She had bought herself a very sexy green dress, which was his favorite color, the dress every inch of her body and it left nothing to the imagination. She wanted everything to be perfect tonight, she had to tell him some very important news. He was due to be home to be home any minute now; he had a very demanding job in the daytime and he also had the very demanding job of protecting and saving the people of Metropolis that usually took up all his time, but he had promised her that he would be home early for dinner.
Two hours later with melted candles and cold food she sat alone at the dinner table. Everything was ruined she got up slowly with tears rolling down her face she slowly cleaned off the table, then took the long, but slow walk up to their bedroom. She jumped in the shower and washed off every good feeling she was feeling two hours ago. She got out the shower and put on green boy shorts and an oversized t-shirt. She climbed into their king sized bed and laid her head on her pillow facing away from his side of the bed staring at the wall. Sleep soon took her away with the help of tears.
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He sat perched on the ledge of a tall building looking out for anything dangerous or suspicious going on in the city him. If he had to be honest with himself he liked this job more than his day job; this job gave him the thrill that he looked for everyday, but he had to pay the bills somehow so he had to put up with his day job. But the good thing was he was the boss so if he didn't have to show up he didn't and that was probably one of his favorite perks of owing his own company. He then heard the cries of a lady bringing him out of his thoughts and running across building top to building top to he saw the person responsible for the screaming.
A women who was walking home alone after a night from the club, he could tell because he clothes were short and sparkly. A man dressed in all dark clothing was trying to drag her into a ally and so unspeakable things to her. He quickly jumped down from the building and said in a deep voice, "you really don't want to do that now do you". The man turned around and immediately tried to hit him. The owner of the deep voice easily avoided his hit and gave him a good right hook that sent him flying into the brink wall. "Didn't your mother ever teach you not to play rough with girls, we'll maybe I'll have better luck with teaching you some matters", he said talking to the knocked out criminal. "Are you going to be ok ma'am", he said turning to the women.
"Now I am, thanks to you", she said getting closer to him.
"Well it is my job, now be careful on your way home", he said easily escaping her and taking up into the sky.
He was back on the roof again looking for more evil doers. He looked at his watch, time really did fly when you are protecting a city. He saw that it was now two in the morning and then it hit him he had missed the special dinner that his wife had planned for them. He had promised that he would be home early and he did not keep it. He quickly sprinted from building to building trying to get home as quickly as he could. When he finally reached his bike he just as quickly took off on it glad that it was early and no cars were on the street so he got home very quickly. He walked through the front door and to the dinner table were he was suppose to be hours ago. The table was as bare as the day he bought it; he felt really bad for keeping her waiting for him and if he knew her she waiting for hours and when he didn't show it probably broke her heart. He kept trying to tell himself that she would not be to hurt because she was use to him not coming him late, but the only difference was all the other times he had not promised her and this time he did and this was the first time since they became married a year ago that he had broke his promise.
He walked up the long stairs and into their bedroom. He immediately looked at the bed and saw her laying peaceful, but he could tell even in her sleep that she was upset because she was in fetal position and her back was turned to his side of the bed; he knew the only time she did that was when she was mad at him. Walked into their bathroom to take a shower and then he saw it, it was the most beautiful dress he had ever seen and he knew if it looked good hanging on the door it had to have looked incredible on her. He started feeling even worse knowing that she had gotten all dressed up in a sexy dress for him and he had missed it. He took a quick shower washing away his after dark job from his body. He put on some green boxers and then climbed into bed. He looked at her back and the full force of guilt hit him he leaned over her and kissed her cheek and told her goodnight baby and that he was sorry and he would find a way to make it up to her.
She felt him come into the bed and talk and kiss her, but she did nothing to acknowledge his presence this is the worst feeling she had ever felt, he had never broken a promise to her and she hated the way it felt. She continued to sleep and thinking how could he leave her home alone when he promised that he would be home.
A/N:Well im done I wrote this up in one day it normally takes me at least a couple of days; im feeling kinda sick so that may be how I got it out it so quickly. Please tell me what you think so far of the story.
