Chapter 3:
Selina walked into the Wayne Enterprises building. She knew if she wanted to see Bruce, she just had to dress the part and act like she belonged there. She had trouble figuring out what to wear to convince people she was meant to be there.
"How do i make people think i'm dating a billionaire with mental issues. What outfit do i copy?" She asked herself looking through her closet. Then it hit her. "I just have to dress like Melania Trump." She then looked up images of the first lady and looked for the perfect outfit to clone.
She got stopped by the front door security desk. "Excuse me ma'am, to enter here you need a pass."
Selina knew that she had to act like an entitled bitch if she wanted to get past these guys. She gasped in disgust. "Excuse me! Do i have to get my boyfriend to come down here and let me in?" She complained.
"Who's your boyfriend?" He asked.
"Excuse ME!" She said in absolute disbelief. "I am the girlfriend of the guy who signs your pathetic paychecks." She said pointing at the portrait of Bruce Wayne on the wall. "And believe me, i will make sure both of you limp dick assholes are fired if you don't let me pass."
"I apologize ma'am have a lovely day." The guard said as he let her pass.
"Damn, he bought it" She thought to herself. "Hell i guess i even bought it." She was proud of her perfomance. Even though her over the top bitchiness was a way to extreme to be Melania. She acted more like an angry Hillary Clinton.
She entered the elevator and took it all the way to the top floor. When she got off there, she made her way to Bruce's office.
"Do you have an appointment?" His secretary asked. She didn't look up at Selina. Her gaze remained down on her paper work. She was a stereotypical looking cranky elderly woman.
"Old Lady, huh? I'm going to have to use charm not bitchiness." She thought to herself "Um no...Gladys." Selina said reading the name plate on her desk. "I'm just here to surprise my baby Bruce." She said in her charming voice.
"Girlfriend?" She asked unamused, still looking down.
"Yes, coming on our 3 month anniversary."
"Yea well we'll see how long that last." She said coldly as she looked up. As she looked at Selina her cold expresion turned to a more happy expresion. "Oh, you look just like my daughter Kaitlyn. You are just a doll in that outfit." She pressed her hand on the intercom "Mr. Wayne?"
"Yeah?" He answered back.
"You're darling girlfriend is here to see you."
"My, what?" He got up and walked out the door to see Selina standing there. "Selina?" He said in a slightly worried tone.
"Hey baby Brucie." She flashed him a wink as she walked over to him and planted a kiss on his cheek. She then slipped her arm around him.
"I wasn't expecting to see you here." He said slightly playing along.
"I wanted to surprise you." She said in a playfull tone.
"Well congrats... I'm truly surprised."
"Oh, you two are just a adorable couple." Gladys said. Bruce was slightly worried Selina drugged Gladys to get her all warm and kind.
"Aren't we just." Selina said curling up on Bruce. She rested her head on his shoulder as he snaked his arm her waist and tightly gripped it.
Selina winced a little in pain. "I can't help but wonder why you're here Selina." He said.
"I wanted to go for lunch, silly."
"Oh, i wish i had known about this." Gladys said upset. "I could have gotten you reservations to a nice restaurant and everything."
"I wouldn't worry about a thing, Bruce's name alone can get us seats anywhere... Can't it Brucie" Her tone getting a little bit more sharp.
"Of course it can.. kitten whiskers." He said mockingly. Selina gave him a sarcastic smile. "That's my nickname for her." Bruce explained to Gladys.
"Oh that's just too cute." Gladys said.
"Okay, let's go." Selina said as she pulled Bruce by the arm towards the elevator. When they got in and the doors closed and they were all alone, they straightened things out.
"What the hell are you doing...Catwoman?" Bruce asked coldly.
"Well... Batman i decided we needed to have a little chat after our conversation last night." She answered sternly.
"I assume you did you homework like i did."
"Yep."
"So you want to discuss what this means for us in a public place in broad daylight?"
"Yeah."
"As Bruce Wayne's date. The most famous man in Gotham."
Selina paused for a moment. "Uh-huh."
"Which will draw all kinds of attention towards you as my new girlfriend."
Another pause from Selina. "Shit, i didn't think this all the way through."
"No you didn't. And i'm going to make you pay for this."
"Excuse me?"
"Oh, Kitten Whisker's to be honest i'm about to smother you with all kinds of fake love and attention to torture you for the rest of the day."
"Bruce i swear to god if you call me that one more damn time, i will..."
"Save it, here's our stop." He said as the door's opened.
"Mr. Wayne!" An eager reporter said. "Do you have any statement on... Oh who is this?" He asked as he saw Bruce take Selina's hand.
"This is my wonderful girlfriend Selina." He said in his smooth voice. "We're on our way to lunch if you'll excuse us."
They walked outside towards Bruce's limo. As the reporter got on his phone. "Phil it's Jack!... What do you mean Jack who? It's Jack Ryder, the guy who works for you... Whatever look, Bruce has himself a new girlfriend. Fuck yea, she's hot. I'm trying to hide my boner here in the lobby of Wayne enterprises." He looked over at some girl laughing as she turned away. "Don't act like you're not impressed!" he snapped.
Selina and Bruce sat in a private booth in the back of the fanciest restaurant she knew of in Gotham. She never thought in a million years she would get this opportunity.
"That's a nice outfit." Bruce complimented. "You look like the first lady."
"She was my inspiration for this outfit. I figured if i was going to pretend to date the younger, much more attractive version of Donald Trump, i'd have to look the part... Speaking of which do you know him?" She asked.
"Of course i do, he's a close friend." Bruce said. Selina gave him a disgusted look. "Granted he's a little rough around the edges and is prone to say very stupid things at times, but he does a lot of good things for people in need. And he's really not the monster the media portrays him to be."
"Oh, no. He just grabs women by the pussy." Selina said loudly as the waitress filled up her water glass. She and the waitress made awkward eye contact. "Sorry about that?" Selina said quietly to her.
"Believe me, that's not the worst thing i've heard guys talk about. And he never, ever mistreats Melania. He's a decent guy. He's just a little off."
"Well let's change the subject. Where did you learn to fight like that?"
"Is this what you want to do? Just learn everything else about each other. Make things even weirder when we see each other the next time we're out at night?"
Selina let out a sigh. "I don't know. I just.. I just felt like i had to talk to you in person after last night. This was a stupid idea." She said looking down at the table.
"Ok, Selina. I'll lay my cards on the table. If you agree to do the same."
Selina looked up at him. She starred into his eyes for a moment and nodded.
Bruce told her his story. From the helpless little boy in the ally who lost his familym to his brutal training in the mountains, all the way to his rise as Batman.
"What about you?" He asked. "What's your story?"
"Well growing up, it was me, my drunken mom, and my little sister Maggie."
"I didn't know you had a sister."
"Yea, she was two years younger than me. She was so sweet. And she was everything to me."
"Is she not around anymore?" Bruce asked. Selina paused for a long moment. "If i'm pushing too much..."
"No it's fine." She said taking a deep breath. "I was 16 when my mother abandoned us. I just finished my sophomore year and she was about to begin her freshman year. At the time i had a bad case of I'm 16 and i know everything Syndrome. So i dropped out, got a fake I.D., and become a stripper so that i could afford to help but Maggie through high school. She had dreams of being a doctor and i believed in her. She needed school more than me." Tears began to fill her eyes.
"What happened?" Bruce asked.
"She felt guilty. She felt bad that i gave up on my future to put her through school. She felt bad that i was spending my night taking my clothes off for a bunch of strangers for money. So she ran away to a nunnery so that i wouldn't have to worry about her anymore... She didn't even say goodbye"
"Do you ever see her?"
"She thinks that i resent her. She thinks that she's the reason i'm not in a good place in life right now. So she never talks to me." Tears rolled down her cheek. "She has it all wrong. I didn't mind taking my clothes off for the freaks, they were't allowed to touch me anyway. I just wanted her to live a good life, and she couldn't handle the thought that she was a burden on me. She really wasn't. She was all i had. And i miss her every damn day." Selina whipped the tears from her eyes.
"What happened after that?"
"Well i was 18 and i went and got my GED in hopes i could get a better job. But the only job a GED qualify's you for is flipping burgers and dancing on a pole so i stuck with the pole. I just hated everything. I missed Maggie. I hated giving up everything for her. Honestly for a while i hated Maggie. I found comfort in drugs. I became a mess after that. A sweaty, stupid, coked up mess. All my money went straight up my nose. One day i OD'ed backstage. One of the other dancers saw me and called 911. I went to rehab. Got clean. Then began my career of being a thief.
"How'd that happen?"
"I met this woman named Anne she was a former criminal who i met at the rehab center. She knew i needed a different type of high if i wanted to keep away from coke for good. So taught me how me steal shit instead. It was better for my health and i got to keep my clothes on. Anne taught me how to fight and how to steal. And that's my story."
"So we are the same, you and I." He said. "We're both driven my our lost loved ones to do what we do."
"Yeah, you save people in honor of your parents. I steal from people cause i'm pissed off at my sister." Selina said in anger. "Yeah we are totally the same."
"I've seen the files. You help people in need too."
"You don't know what i do." She snapped.
"I think i really know why you helped Barbra Gordon. She reminded you of Maggie. That's why you help all those girls who were being attacked too."
"Fuck off!" Selina yelled. "You don't know shit about me! You don't know anything about what i've been through!" Tears rolled down her cheeks. Her face was red with rage. "You think you know everything but you don't."
All the other guest starred at them.
"I know exactly what it's like to lose loved ones. I watched mine die!" He shouted back.
"Oh Poor me! My parents are dead and i'm fucking rich as a result!" She mocked.
"Fuck you if you think money solves anything! I'd give everything away just to see my parents one more time."
Selina took a deep breath and stormed out of the restaurant. Bruce chased after her.
"Selina wait!" He caught up to her outside.
"What do you want from me Bruce!"
"I want you to admit that you can be a good person and give up stealing. I can see it in your eyes. You're better than that."
"Did you not listen. Ever since i stopped doing coke, i still crave that feeling of being high. I can't control it. So steal to get that feeling back. I steal so that i don't go back to drugs. It's an addiction."
"Then let me help you." Bruce pleaded.
"You can't." She cried.
"Give me a chance."
"Just leave me alone! just except the fact that there's no good in me." She said as she ran off.
"Selina!" He yelled as she ran. Bruce then buried his head in his hands.
Selina didn't stop running until she got home. She slammed the door behind her and collapsed to the cold floor in tears. Isis approached her crying mistress and laid beside her. Selina held Isis close to her as she cried.
