The Bat and the Cat chapter 9
A/N:
This is a really late update due to writer's block as well as a lack of sleep for the previous weeks thanks to all the hateful examinations. Thank god it's all over now. A really big thank you for all who have supported me :D You guys don't know how utterly grateful I am.
Whew! Feels good to be touching the keyboard once more :)
As Bruce watched, wide- eyed, he saw Selina huffed a little in exasperation.
"Em, why did you run away? What did I do wrong?"
The woman, whom Bruce assumed was her sister- an evil one too- shrugged her shoulders and twirled the diamond necklace around her neck, "That's simple. You didn't give me enough. My whole life was ruin by you,"
Selina blinked back the puddle of wetness threatening to form at the back of her eyes.
"Has anyone… told you how ungrateful you are?"
Emily let of a shrill laugh, "Ha! Now you finally realise your mistake. Ungrateful my foot. Admit it, Selina, you weren't a good sister at all,"
Her laughter was different too, Selina realised. It was more high pitched and shrilly. Gone was the soft spoken girl whose laughter was like wind chimes tinkling.
Her sister was never going to come back, Selina blinked sadly.
"So," she cleared her throated, changing her tone to a harsher one, "did you fulfill your dream? To become rich and famous?"
Emily smirked.
"Of course. Where do you think I got the money to buy these mink coats and Channel dresses?" she gestured at the black fur around her shoulders.
It was only then did Selina notice the expensive goods.
"I see," she retorted, "so you work as what? A lawyer now? Or a designer?"
Another shrill laughter. Selina wanted to cover her ears. It was almost as though she was watching some vampire horror film and her ungrateful sister was the victim. She wished.
"No, my dearest sister," Emily all but spat out the last word, "I don't work. Not at all,"
Selina's eyes narrowed. What? Was this just a lie? Yet her sister sounded so convincing.
"Come on, I'll grant you the chance of meeting Rupert. Just this once. After that, step out of my life," Emily waved her hand and walked back to the ball room.
Selina gasped.
It was only that moment when reality finally caught up with her.
Nestled on her sister's finger was a sparkling diamond ring.
"So you're married?" Selina hissed silently.
Emily rolled her eyes and did not reply.
"Rupert! Rupert darling!" she ran towards a man in a pin stripped suit, wobbling on her heels a little.
As the man turned around, Selina's stomach churned.
The man has blue eyes and a very handsome face. But deep down those eyes, Selina could see the hatred and vengeful look. Maybe it was due to her nightly training, but everything about him screamed danger.
"Ah, Emmy," the man widened his grin to reveal a set of pearly white teeth as he gave Emily a quick peck on her cheek.
Emily had made a mistake. A big mistake. Selina pursed her lips. And as her sister, she had to help her get out of this hole before she was sucked in.
"And who is this lovely lady here?" His blue eyes met Selina's brown ones.
"Oh. That's… she's just an acquaintance. Her name's Selina," Emily glared at her, her eyes telling Selina not to embarrass her.
"I'm Rupert Sergei, Russian multi-millionaire," Rupert took Selina's hand and kissed it- longer than he was supposed.
Selina winced, disgusted, although she managed to school her features into a look of interest as Rupert rattled on and on about the chains of hotels and companies he owned.
"So when did you and my sister get married?" she finally interrupted.
"Sister?" Rupert raised his eyebrows at Selina, "you never mentioned a sister, honey."
Emily narrowed her eyes at Selina. Opps, she had forgotten about Emily's threat. Oh well, thought Selina, there were other things she had to settle. Things like convincing her sister to dump this monster.
"Ah… my half sister, actually," Emily muttered under her breath, flashing a love sick smile at Rupert.
Selina felt like puking all of a sudden.
"Enjoying yourself, my dear?" a smooth masculine voice wafted through the air.
"Oh! Mr Wayne," Selina stuttered, taken by surprise. Since when had he appeared? And more importantly, what had he overheard?
"Please, call me Bruce. Mr Wayne's way too formal," the billionaire gave her a small lopsided grin.
For no reason, Selina felt her pulse raced. What? She had to be dreaming. Must be the alcohol taking effect, she told herself. Wait… she didn't even touch the alcohol.
"So that's the infamous playboy," Rupert laughed, his voice cold and brittle, "I see you brought only one woman for once,"
"Guilty as charged," Bruce's eyes bore into his.
"Rupert, I want some more wine. Shall we go and get it?" Emily interrupted, staring adoringly at her so called husband.
"Anything you wish, honey pie," Rupert told her in a falsely sweet voice as both of them made their way to the buffet table. But not before Rupert threw Bruce one last dirty look.
"So, you haven't replied my first question yet," Bruce reminded Selina gently.
"Oh," she felt her face flush deep red, "well… the party's… amazing…" she lied.
"Really? Your sister seemed to be infatuated with dear Mr Sergei," Bruce commented wryly.
Selina froze. So he had heard. Oh well, what's done can't be undone, can it?
"She's making a big mistake. That guy's fishy," she rolled her eyes.
Bruce raised an eyebrow.
"You know what? He is," he commented seriously.
Now it was Selina's turn to be amazed.
"Why do you say that?"
Bruce just pursed his lips, not answering.
"Let's go, it's getting late," he finally answered.
Selina narrowed her eyes, but didn't push the subject.
Yet her cat senses were tingling. Obviously her Rupert Sergei was trouble and she was going to find out what dirty deeds he was doing.
Hope you guys enjoyed. :)