I know a lot of you people/aliens hate me for not updating so soon, but its finally summer and hopefully I will remember more often to update. Now…here is chapter 11.
Chapter 11: Forgive and Forget
Cora's P.O.V.
I started packing my extra clothes in my duffle bag. Thank god I was no longer staying in this sickly hospital. Those 5 days took forever and I'm surprised I'm not dead. I heard a knock on my door. I opened the door to find Sam leaning against the doorframe.
"Are you ready to go?" he asked.
"Yep," I said while popping the "p". He grabbed my bag and led me out of the room. "You don't have to hold it, ya know," I said.
"It's okay," he said with a shrug. We got on his motorcycle and he drove us back to our mansion.
I ran in and jumped on the couch. "Home sweet home," I said with a sigh.
"Do you want to rest up a bit or …" Sam started as he walked in.
"Or what?"
"Um … or … I think you should rest for about an hour or so-"
"No! I actually want to walk around and stretch out my legs."
"But Cora-"
"Lying down and resting isn't all that good for you, ya know! I should exercise my legs. They're a little weak." I stormed up to my room and showered/washed my hair. It felt nice considering I was trapped in a hospital for about a week. I changed into a blue tank top with thick straps, grey Victoria Secret sweat pants, and a matching grey Victoria Secret sweat shirt. I left my hair wet and decided to let it dry naturally. It wasn't that cold outside and it would dry in nice waves.
"I'll be back in about an hour or two," I told Sam. I grabbed my watch, goggles, my iPod, and a string book bag with a snack, a sketchpad/pencil, and a bottle of water.
I walked down the block and spotted a pretty large park, it kind of reminded me of Central Park back in Manhattan but it wasn't as big.
I started jogging down one of the park trails. I was listening to 'Heart Attack' by Demi Levato, and I could definitely feel the burning sensation in my legs. My bones feel pretty week from lying down all day in the hospital. You know what, I'm not even going to think about the hospital. It was terrible, I feel weak, and that is one thing I refuse to be.
After I finished the playlist, I decided to stop at a park bench to rest up a little. I left at 6:00 pm and it was now 6:23. Almost 20 to 30 minutes and I have to be pretty close to the center of this park. I'd say that's pretty good.
I drank some water and picked a different playlist. I quickly got up and started jogging to the beat of 'Thrift Shop'. I need to think of a plan to get stronger. But I want to surprise Dick. Not only him, but all of them. First of all, I need to strengthen myself since my bones are pretty weak. First, I guess I'll start off with doing simple sports and exercising and stuff like that. Once I feel stronger I can start shifting into regular training. Maybe I can do regular training with the other Young Justice League members when we have training together. Then, when they go on missions, I can push myself past my limit…
Out of nowhere I bumped into somebody and we both fell on the ground. My bag fell open and my stuff fell out.
"Oh, I'm sorry," I looked up and saw a familiar looking guy. Maybe he was from school or something. He had ear length brown hair, and emerald green eyes that were set off by a curtain of thick eyelashes. He seemed pretty tall and he had a slight muscular build, kind of like Dick. He had a slight muscular jawline and high cheekbones, but I could see a slight trace of a baby face there. Overall he was very cute.
"No, it's okay. I was the one who wasn't paying attention," I said. I started picking up my stuff and putting them in my bag.
"At least I wasn't the only one," he joked as he started helping me. I notice from the corner of my eye that he started looking through my sketchbook, which was kind of private!
"Do you mind?" I asked/fake coughed.
"Oh, um, sorry," he said as he blushed. He handed me the book quickly. "Did you draw those?"
"Um, yeah," I said. It was my turn to blush. I put my sketchbook away and put on my string backpack. "Well, thanks," I said as I started walking away. I popped in my ear buds, chose a new playlist, and placed my iPod in my pocket.
"Hey, wait up," he said. He caught up and started walking beside me. I pulled out one of my ear buds and lowered the music so I could hear him better.
"Aren't you going the other direction?" I asked.
"Well, it's not everyday that you bump into a beautiful girl, so why not get to know her better," he said with a smirk.
"Um, I have a boyfriend so I wouldn't flirt too much," I said. His face fell a little but he recovered. "But I wouldn't mind being friends." I smiled warmly at me and he returned it with a genuine smile.
"Hey, what's your name?" I asked.
"Andrew," he said. The name didn't really ring a bell.
"Do I know you from somewhere? I feel like I've seen you?" I said.
"Well, I'm a freshman at Gotham Academy," he said. Oh, that explains it.
"Oh, then yeah, I've probably seen you," I said, "I'm a new student there."
"Oh, yeah, your Cora, right?"
"Yeah, how do you know my name?"
"Um, we have AP Math and Chemistry together," he said while blushing deeply.
"Oh," I said. I feel bad for not noticing. "Um, well, I guess, I have someone to sit with in those classes now." Hoping to make him feel better.
"Don't you have Grayson?"
"Hey, I need more than just Dick. Besides, I wouldn't mind sitting with someone else. Dick would just have to deal with it," I said. I felt a little guilt run through me. Why should I feel bad since I was mad at Dick? We talk and stuff, but he seems distant and is still just as overprotective as ever.
"Is everything okay between you two?" I notice that the concern in his voice wasn't fake at all. It sounded like he really did care.
"Um, he's just acting like the overprotective boyfriend right now, and it's kind of annoying me. Things are a little distant between us," I said. I don't even know why I'm spilling this out to him, but I needed someone unbiased to talk to.
"Well, I don't really know Dick that well, but if Mr. Top-of-the-class is overprotective of his girlfriend, it must be for a good reason."
"Yeah, I guess." I didn't want to agree with him, but he is right.
"Look, Cora. If I were in his shoes, I would be worried sick about my girlfriend if something happened to her. I wouldn't want it to happen again so I would do anything to protect her. If I were you, I would be thankful to have someone who cares so deeply about me."
I sighed. I didn't answer right away, because I'm guessing Andrew would already know my answer. "Yeah, you're right. And I do miss Dick," I said. I smiled at him before adding, "Thanks for talking with me about it and helping me."
"You're welcome," he said as he returned the smile.
"And … thanks for making me feel like the bad guy," I said with a smirk.
"Aw, I didn't mean to," Andrew replied with a laugh as he put his arm around me.
I looked at my iPod and saw it was 7:30 pm. Is it that late already? I also noticed that we made it to the other side of the park.
"Look, um, Andrew, I have to get home now," I said. He looked at me and gave me a soft smile that had a hint of disappointment. "But I would definitely like to hang out again. Give me a call anytime." I grabbed a sharpie that was in my bag and wrote my number on his arm. He smiled at me and gave me a sideways hug.
"Bye," he said.
"Bye," I said as I ran off. I magically made it home at 8:12 pm.
"Hey, Sam," I said as I walked in the mansion. I went into the kitchen and put my bag down on a chair. Sam was sitting in the living room watching a football game.
"Hey, have fun?" he asked as he turned off the TV.
"Yeah, did Dick call?" I asked with my voice full of hope.
"I think the question is 'Did Dick forget to call'." Sam said.
"So he did?" I asked.
"He wouldn't stop. Your phone has been going off the whole day since you left for that walk. I'm surprised he hasn't come by," he said. He sounded kind of annoyed and a felt sorry for him. He probably doesn't even like the idea of his "little girl" having a boyfriend. But how can you hate Dick?
I few seconds later, I heard the bell ring. "I got it," I said. I snatched my phone off the table and opened the door. Surprisingly, Dick was there.
"Um, hey," I said.
"Hey, Cora," he started. He was looking down at his feet. "Look, I know you're still kind of upset with me, but I've been trying to call you and-"
"Oh, no, I was out and I didn't bring my phone, so there's no way I would have known to pick it up," I explained.
"Oh," he said kind of embarrassed.
"Hey, Dick, why don't you come inside," I offered, "I have something to tell you." He looked up at me with a worried expression on his face, but he nodded anyways and came in.
Dick's P.O.V.
Whenever someone says "I have something to tell you", the result is never good. My palms started getting a little sweaty. I don't think I can handle breaking up with me. The last thing I need is seeing the girl I love being with some other guy. I noticed Cora's phone was vibrating showing that she got a text. Some random number flashed across the screen and the message said "Hey, its Andrew". Oh no, she is breaking up with me. And she already found another guy.
"Um, Cora, who's Andrew?" I asked nervously.
"Oh, he's a guy I met on my walk through the park," she replied carelessly.
She led me to her room and closed the door. Then she pulled me towards her bed and we sat down.
There was a long silence at first. I took the time to stare at the beautiful face that will no longer be mine. Cora looked down at her hands and then looked back up at me. She sighed before speaking.
"Dick, just want you to know that … I'm not mad at you anymore." I was a little take back by what she said. I guess it was kind of noticeable because she giggled.
"Y-your n-not?" I stuttered. She smiled widely at me and I couldn't help but smile back.
"No," she said, "And I don't mind you being overprotective of me."
Me overprotective? "I am not overprotective," I said with a smile, "Am I?" She just giggled and moved closer to me so our foreheads were touching. I could smell her perfume, a smell that I definitely missed this week.
"No, of course not," she said slightly sarcastically. I couldn't take it anymore and I pressed my lips firmly on hers. The kiss was passionate and slow and I was enjoying every minute of it. I ran my hands down her back to her hips. I could feel her hands move up my shoulders and wrap around my neck. There's no doubt that I was in love with this girl.
I gently pushed her so she was lying down on her back and I was hovering on top. Our lips moved in sync and I slowly started to deepen the kiss. Now that I realized, this was our first real kiss since what happened at the mall. Sadly, Cora pulled away and we were both gasping for air.
"I love you," she whispered.
"I love you, too," I whispered back. I pecked her lips. Then I kissed her forehead and moved us so she was lying on top of me. I felt Cora snuggle into my chest and I sighed in content.
We layed there in silence. When it was like, 9:00, I noticed that Cora had fallen asleep. I took off her shoes and sweatshirt and tucked her into her bed. I slowly started to pull away, but she stopped me by grabbing me hand.
"Stay," she mumbled. At this point I didn't feel like denying her. I slipped off my jacket and shoes before slipping into bed with Cora. I wrapped my arms around her as she snuggled close to me.
I could stay like this forever. Just lying here with the love of my life. And I won't let anything take her away from me let alone harm her.
It looks like Dick was about to have a panic attack. Obviously it's going to take more than a fight to break up Cora and Dick, but that didn't give Dick an excuse to be slightly paranoid.
Hope you liked it. Rate, review, and read on. I hope to get back to this story more often and my other Dick Grayson story. Just check my profile if you're interested. Happy Summer Vaca!
