Hi y'all. I know I don't update for at least a week but I just couldn't help myself. I want to continue their date just one more chapter after this. After the next chapter I'm going to post some things you guys might want to tune in because Bruce,Felicity and Oliver might have to make some tough decisions. There is a lot of dynamic to explore between these three and I'm trying my best. Thanks for all those reading.
I want to give a small shoutout AGAIN. For the guest reviews I get saying Bruce Wayne is a horrible character, kill him off or Felicity needs to be dating Oliver I will say it again, This will be a Bruce and Felicity story for most of it. She deserves a life outside of Team arrow. In the previous episode Oliver said she was his girl but it seemed distant and not the usual way he says things to her which is understandable because he is in a relationship with Sara and he doesn't want to commit to Felicity now so please bare with me guys. I will give a good ending to this story as much as I can. You just have to wait for it. So please review my work in a constructive way that I can improve on. I see people who write more better stories than me reviewing them and I am s glad that you guys do. I'm trying not to be mean but getting my opinion across. Thanks for hearing me out.
Bruce didn't feel uncomfortable but scared. He'd never opened up about his past to anyone, only Alfred knew but he was the exception. The reason for most things in Gotham city that many didn't understand was because of Bruce's past which tormented him every night.
"Bruce… look at me." Felicity cooed, and lifted his face that was bent down with her two fingers. "If you don't want to talk about this I understand. We don't have to do anything that you don't want to do." Felicity tried to lighten up the situation that she had dampened in the first place.
"No, Felicity. It's high time that I opened up about some things that I haven't tried to reconcile with myself." Bruce managed a smile.
He smoothened out the creases in his dinner jacket and started off about his past.
"My father and mother as you know died when I was really young." He closed his eyes as he remembered their death.
Felicity held her breath momentarily. "My father was the one who ran the company before I did. He was a huge billionaire and had so much of wealth. My mother was a very honest and good person. She raised me well with a lot of good values and her stories were the things that made me sleep at night. She would always keep telling me that I would be a hero someday too." Bruce laughed and looked at Felicity with so much love in his eyes for his mother it was infectious.
"A hero?" Felicity repeated. "I mean not in the bad sense but in the good sense. I bet you are a hero to your mom.. I mean Gotham. I meant that in a good way. Don't worry." Felicity dipped her head down in embarrassment.
"Do you always ramble like this?" Bruce asked her amused at her wit.
"Uhhhh.. yea.. Some habits die hard." Felicity shrugged but saw that Bruce clearly enjoyed her rambling.
"I like it when you…ramble. It's cute. No offence." Bruce quickly retorted.
"None taken. So a hero huh? Did you do anything heroic?" Felicity quickly asked before any damage was to be done with her mouth.
"That's what she thought but I don't think I did anything heroic per say. Just grew up in a boarding school after my parents died. I knew Oliver from boarding school." Bruce gave some extra information to Felicity.
As for being heroic I started a place where orphaned kids could live. I fund it anonymously. I know how it feels to be orphaned. The lonliness, pain and anger that no one is there for you to take care of you. No one you can talk. I went through hell Felicity." Bruce was on the brim of anger that he had been keeping inside of him for god knows how long. The constant humiliation thrown in all the front pages of magazines about the lack of heroism in the city that the Batman had brought. It was a grave he had to kept squirming inside of.
"I understand. I wasn't orphaned but my father left us when we were really young. I never saw him again. I don't know how he even looked properly now. I lived with my mom and… she never treated me properly. I understand your pain Bruce. Not everyone gets it easy. So did you find out what happened to your parents?" Felicity knew this was not her call but if they wanted to make this relationship work she needed answers.
"Felicity, I was young when this happened but they were murdered. Cold hard murder." He left the last word floating away.
"People say it wasn't murder but an accident. I don't believe it. I worked my way hard through school and I have money that I don't spend for shit, I spent half my years searching for the man who killed my parents." Bruce's voice was beginning to crack.
"Did you find him?"
Bruce looked at her with embarrassment. "Nope. I still haven't found out who he is. Shocker right? With all my money I still haven't found out who he is. He's probably still around here somewhere going on in the streets trying to kill other innocent people and look at me? I can't even find who the fuck he is." Bruce was raging with anger.
"I'm trying to track him down. All I know is his name might be Joe Chill. I'm not even sure it's his name Felicity. When they died, Commissioner Gordon, my good friend in Gotham PD tried to locate the man. He never believed it was an accident and helped me out but even he was not able to find out. I've still been tracking him down. All I know is this man took my mom's set of white pearls she wore. It was handed down to her from her elders. They say it was a mugging because they found that the jewelry was gone and my dad's wallet was also not there but I don't believe it." Bruce had cooled his anger down a bit. What he didn't tell Felicity was that the reason his parents had been murdered was the sole reason he became the Batman.
Being the Batman was his way of lashing out on the criminals of Gotham. He worked every night sacrificing his sleep and his personal welfare to help the city from assholes like Joe Chill. He'd met so many criminals in his past that were taken down by him, it basically made him a hero but no one believed him. To the people of Gotham he was a liar and a killer. He had no reputation to save.
Felicity was listening intently, he wasn't telling her something else, he was being hesitant. But everyone had secrets. Hell she had to hold back the biggest secret about Oliver's secret identity. If Bruce was holding back something else, she couldn't blame him at all.
"That's my story Felicity. I'll just go on like nothing happened every day, sleep with women and hold expensive parties when all I'm thinking about is catching the man who killed my father and mother. I have the money and resources to find the guy but I still haven't found him. Embarrassing right?" Bruce asked Felicity. He spoke like he had been beat multiple times over for no reason.
She looked up at him and wanted to tell him about her nightly activities and even offer to help Bruce but it was not her secret to tell.
"No, I don't think it's embarrassing at all. I still haven't located my biological father. I try finding out often but I haven't. Guess how pathetic I should feel given all my technical skills." Felicity was also reminded of her past of living with a mother who never treated her properly and got drunk most of the time she couldn't even function.
"I never knew your parents were murdered. I think all of us have this inner debate going inside of us everyday as to being the person we are and who everyone expects us to be. I'm me and you are you. We are different people outside but inside we are two driven people trying to find answers. I suggest you don't give two shits about what people say to you about your image and get down to finding this person who killed your parents Bruce. It could relieve half of what you hate yourself for." Felicity told him with the hope of reviving a bit of confidence in him. At this moment he was at his most vulnerable spot and Felicity didn't want to irritate him more. She placed her hand on his and he slowly turned over to cup his hand in his. His smile was to die for.
"You have so much knowledge at such a young age. No wonder Oliver hired you." Bruce was clearly impressed with the younger woman. She was strong and brave. Felicity had come a long way from being the girl she once was. Working with Oliver every night had made her a strong woman undoubtedly. She never knew she was capable of doing so many things she had accomplished.
It was that exact moment when he wanted to tell her he was the Batman but it was not a secret to be openly telling her. If word got out, it would be the worst thing and he would be crucified. People were waiting for Gotham's masked hero to be put into jail.
"So are you going to tell me about your days in boarding school with Oliver?" Felicity perked up. She wanted to change the mood and get on with something interesting and light.
"My god, your way to vigilant. You really want to know?" Bruce laughed lightly looking at Felicity with bright eyes.
"I have many qualities you are unaware of Bruce." Felicity raised her shoulder in pride.
"Are they of any assistance to me? " Bruce asked her.
Felicity quickly looked at him with a dazed expression.
"Technologically I meant. Not sexually or anything. Shit." Bruce was rambling.
"I know you meant technologically. You're rambling too." Felicity lifted her hand to give him a hi-fi.
"Yes I am. Bad habits sometimes rub onto other people." He said with a wink.
"Oliver in boarding school? I want to know about you. Boarding school story for another day. I want to know how you got a job here. How come you're so close to Oliver. I told you my life story, why don't you tell me yours. " Bruce added in.
"I know I'm selfish but I'm hungry. Why don't we eat and then talk?" Felicity raised her hand in self defeat.
"You know, I'm actually really hungry. Talking about my parents is very tiresome."
"Wait till you hear about my story. You'll probably want to eat the whole day." Felicity and Bruce laughed together.
He'd truly enjoyed himself. Felicity felt warm inside despite the air being a bit chilly. She had really enjoyed this date.
"You heard mine so I can listen to yours. Wait till the food gets here. I'm proving you wrong today." Bruce joked.
"Proving me wrong? That doesn't quite happen often, but I can wage in some competition." Felicity was ready to bring on whatever he had in mind.
"Ok" Bruce said quietly and motioned to Alfred to bring the food in!
