Chapter 4 is up! Finally! I realize it is obnoxiously short...again, and terrible...But, I'm sick and have writer's block...so there! Enjoy!
Chapter 4
Thorn woke with a start. She sat up, looking around in shock. The room she was in was huge, with wood paneled walls, and a lush carpet. The four-poster bed was enormous, and had thick black blankets. A figure was asleep in the high-backed chair on one side of the bed. He was scruffy, and clean at the same time, but there was no doubt that it was Jason.
The teen hopped off the bed, faltering in a sudden burst of pain. She looked down, noticing she was wearing her jeans, and a guy's shirt. Her shirt lay on a dresser, clean, and apparently sewed up. Thorn stumbled over to the boy, leaning down next to him, and shaking him on the shoulder.
A small mumble came from the boy, "Not right now Alfred, it's Saturday."
"Well, at least he's real." She shook him harder, and he woke.
"Huh? Thorn! You're awake!" He shot up.
"Yeah, and you're not dead."
"Why would I be dead?"
"…Never mind."
He took a closer look at her, "You look like hell."
"Thanks for the observation."
"You're mad, aren't you?"
"You vanished on me! Of course I'm mad. And I apparently got shot too!"
"Obviously."
Thorn shot him a look before ranting for a few more minutes. She finally sat down when she ran out of air.
"Well, apparently your attitude, or your mouth, didn't get hurt. I kinda figured one would blow up after a while."
She swore colorfully at the teen just as an elderly man entered.
"Ah, Miss Williams. I see you're up."
"Um…..Who the hell are you?"
"I am Alfred. I am Master Bruce's butler."
"Okay… Well Al, you can call me Thorn. No one calls me that name anymore."
The man have her a small smile, and nodded. Another man entered behind him.
"Hey, I recognize you. You're Bruce Wayne." She glanced at Jason, then back at the other two, "So….Jason's been living with you for a year…?"
He nodded, "And now, from Jason's request, if you want to, you can as well."
She stared at him for a moment, then laughed, "You're joking right? I mean, why the hell wouldn't I?"
"She's got a point Bruce."
"Then it's settled."
Alfred gave the group another smile, "Breakfast will be ready soon. I expect that you all will be there?"
They nodded, and he left, with Bruce close behind him.
Jason slung an arm around the girl's shoulders, "Well then, we eat, and then I show you around."
"Don't think that being nice is gonna get you out of the fucking dog house. You are doomed."
"Sure I am." He didn't skip a beat, holding his constant absolute sarcasm in his tone, "But we'll save that for training. Now, I'm going to go eat."
"Training?"
Jason simply smiled, and raced out of the room, with Thorn chasing after him.