Um... hi...
I guess this is chapter four...
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Annabelle was curled under the covers in the guest bedroom of her mom's apartment. She had many mixed feelings at the moment. She was terrified that someone would find their way into the apartment, she was angry that her father had made her stay with her mom at all. She was sad because she wasn't with her brothers. And she was worried that her mom would reject her again. She hated the idea of her mom rejecting her. Even if she had experienced it before, it was painful.
The small stuffed cat her older brother had given her when she turned 7 for her birthday the second year he had lived with them. It was only her third year with her father as well.
She had named the cat Mouse, and slept with it every night for the past 11 years. It now required constant trips to Alfred's sewing machine to stay together, and sometimes it even had to go to a tailor overnight. Whenever that happened, Annabelle wouldn't be able to sleep, so she would end up with Dick in his bed.
She smiled at the memories and allowed herself to sleep.
Annabelle woke up in the middle of the night, screaming and crying. She had had the dream again. Almost every night...
Selina ran into the room. Annabelle hadn't even heard her, they didn't call her Catwoman for nothing.
"What's wrong Kitten?" Selina asked, sitting on the bed.
"Not like you care." Annabelle replied, turning over and facing the opposite from her mother.
"Annabelle, I do care. Of course I care. I love you with all my heart. I'm here for you to talk to me, so talk to me." Selina said quietly, rubbing her daughter's leg.
"Leave me alone." Annabelle said, kicking her leg up in the air to get Selina's hand off.
Selina sat there and watched her daughter as Annabelle pulled the blanket over herself and faced towards the wall.
Selina stayed right there until she was certain Annabelle was asleep before going back into her own room.
In the morning, Annabelle walked out of the bedroom with an angry face on, she was still trembling. Selina was making Annabelle's favorite breakfast, chocolate chip pancakes with strawberries and blueberries.
When Selina placed the food in front of Annabelle, she started eating reluctantly.
"How did you sleep last night Kitten?" Selina asked, sitting next to Annabelle.
"You mean before or after I woke up screaming like a three-year-old?" Annabelle asked, staring into her breakfast and not facing her mother.
"After. Did you have any dreams afterwards?"
"Yeah, I dreamed you never gave me up and I became a criminal just like you instead of the second Robin." She said angrily, stabbing her fork into her pancake and stuffing it in her mouth.
"And did you enjoy that dream?" Selina asked carefully.
"Yes." Annabelle answered honestly before getting up and walking back into the bedroom.
Selina was left alone at her dining table. She understood why Annabelle was mad, but she also understood that Annabelle needed help.
This would take a while.
Annabelle sat on the bed, dialing her younger brother, Jason's, phone number. She needed to talk to someone who would listen, and would't just say 'this is for the best.' Jason wouldn't say that because he'd been throughout the same kind of shit after he had died and come back. That was still a touchy subject, even though it was six years ago.
"Hi Jason." She said, when he picked up.
"What?" He said angrily.
"Tell Dad to get me out of here. Now. I hate it here and I don't want to be with... Mom..." She said the the final word with disgust and anger in her voice.
"I'll see what I can do." He replied, not as angrily. He almost never got angry with her, she was the one who had held him when he was scared, or Dick, depending on how bad it was. Usually it was her.
She hung up, smiling at the phone in her hand.
It was the first time she'd smiled in a while.
Selina held her phkn in her hand as she dialed Bruce's number.
"Hello?" His voice came through the phone.
"She doesn't want to talk to me Bruce. She's mad at me for what happened 12 years ago. She thinks I don't care and that's why I gave her up." Selina said to him, trying not to break down. Her daughter thought she didn't care about her.
"So show her you care, Selina. Sorry, I have to go, Damian and Tim are fighting." Bruce said, hanging up the phone.
Selina didn't know what to do.
So... That's chapter 4 done...
Thank you guys for reading... and I really really really really appreciate reviews...
