A/N: Thanks to all who reviewed I am sooo happy everyone is loving this, so just because of that I am updating more, here you go and enjoy! Oh and I think for this chapter the song "Love Letters" from the "Atonement" soundtrack would do.
Chapter 4: Dreams and Longings
After I hung up the phone, I tried to compose myself. How could I have been so stupid! He probably knew that it was me, hopefully not. How will I face him the next time I see him? I missed him so much ever since he left, I felt empty as if a piece of my heart was gone. I regret not saying anything, I should have said something. I don't want him to think I am terrible and miserable. He can't know that yet, but by the looks of things he probably already has a clue.
I sighed and looked out the widows once more. Already there, shining in the sky was the Bat signal. I walked over to securely lock my door. I was glad to be able to come to this place, luckily I had some of my clothes here and will be able to spend the night here in my little haven. My mind was everywhere, but it was clouded by the image of Bruce. Was he happy these past ten years? Did he love anyone else? Hopefully he didn't, I knew for a fact that he was still in love with me. I could see it in his eyes. There was a certain warmth behind those hazel eyes, warmth that I only brought out in them.
Walking to my bedroom, I tossed my black dress in the hamper and pulled out a silk blue nightgown, draping it over my body. Once I finished with that, I let my long black tresses flow freely. I examined myself in the mirror, stroking my arm which had a bruise already forming on it. Jasper had marked me.
I crawled into my bed, covering my form with the teal Egyptian cotton sheets. My lashes closing, soon I was falling into deep, deep sleep.
Violet was amazed by the size of Princeton. No one told her it would be big. For being home schooled all her life, it would have been nice to know what she was getting into. It was the first day and things were not going smoothly as she had hoped. She was hoping not to be late to her first class. She walked with a book bag on her shoulder, that was weighing her down with all the books she was carrying, she also had books in her hand; novels mostly. Violet had a map in hand but was at a total loss, without watching where she was going, she suddenly bumped into someone, causing all her books to fall to the floor.
Scowling at herself, Violet began to pick them up. She was about to reach for "Pride and Prejudice", when another hand touched hers briefly, Violet looked up and instantly locked eyes with beautiful warm hazel eyes.
"Sorry for causing you to drop your books". The young man apologized sincerely. He looked at her, amazed by her. Never before had he seen anyone more beautiful, than the young woman before him,she resembled a delicate china doll. Her skin was pale, making her sapphire eyes stand out. Her black locks were following freely with the fall chilly air. But to the right side Of her black tresses twinkled a small star barret. Her nicely shaped figure was hidden by a pair of dark blue jeans and a red long sleeve shirt, a black pea coat draped over her.
"No that's okay, don't worry. I should really watch where I am going". Violet smiled as she stuck her hand out. "Violet Montgomery".
"Bruce Wayne". Bruce shook her hand and smiled. "So where are you headed, maybe I could help you find it, is it your first day here?"
"Yes, um well I don't really know where this class is, here is my list". Violet handed Bruce the list who studied it.
"I see that you like history, your whole list is full of history classes and one english class". smirked Bruce,
"Um...yea I love history, especially the eighteenth century, The French Revolution". replied Violet
"Sounds great. Well how about I walk you to your next class". said Bruce giving her back the novel.
"Thank you, that would be nice".
They walked together in silence to the building. Violet didn't know what to say, he was very handsome and so kind too. No one else would have helped her. She was lost in her thoughts that she did not notice they had arrived to the class.
"Thank you again Bruce, for everything". Violet gave him her rare genuine smile. "See you around".
"Your welcome and um...I will see you in there". Bruce pointed to the door behind her. Violet furrowed her brows.
"You have the same class?"
"Yes, now will you please get in or we will both be late". Bruce laughed making Violet laugh in the process. It had been so long since she laughed, it felt right at that moment. Everything felt truly right about Bruce Wayne.
I fluttered my eyes open to the sudden bright light that came in through my drapes. I glanced over at the clock; half past eleven. Half heartedly, I got up leaving the warmth of my sheets and headed straight for my closet to pick out some clothes. I planned on visiting the children's hospital, its been so long since I have gone to visit them.
I threw on a light blue dress, wrapping a light shawl around my shoulders. Before I would go to the hospital, I made a mental note of stopping at a toy store. These kids meant everything to me, I knew what some of them were going through, seeing a smile upon their faces made me content.
Before I headed out the door, my eyes landed on the piece of paper on the table. I wanted to see him again, but it would be a bad idea, how would I even face him again? I shook my head and grabbed my purse locking the door.
I arrived to the hospital, giggles and happiness could be heard through out the halls. I admired these children because they lived day by day as if it were there last. They had courage and strength, willing to face anything. And bringing down this hospital would crush them, I was not going to allow that to happen.
"Violet!" Emily yelped when she saw me. She was a little girl I adored from the first moment I met her. She is six years old, her mother and father died in a car crash, a year later they diagnosed her with leukemia. She was a cheerful little girl and she made me smile.
"Emily!" I extended my arms for her and she ran into them. We held tightly onto eachother.
"Where have you been?" Emily tapped my nose with her tiny finger, her rosy cheeks were beaming with happiness.
"Busy with boring adult stuff". I replied. "Close your eyes, I brought you something".
Emily obeyed and put her chubby hands on top of her eyes. "I'm ready".
"Okay, you can open them". Emily gasped when she saw a tiny set of fine china tea set.
"Thanks Violet, its beautiful!" Emily hugged me tightly and led me to a small table and began to set it up. I looked around at all the other children playing as if nothing else mattered. I enjoyed watching them play and laugh.
"How are you feeling Emily?" I asked her with concern. I was fearful that one day I might show up and she won't be here to jump into my arms.
"Okay I guess, I had more treatments yesterday". Emily smiled at me, but it faded when she noticed my arm, her eyes widened at the sight of the bruise. I didn't realize my shawl had slipped off me. "What happened to you?"
"Um..I hit myself with the car door". I lied. Emily believed it and finished setting her tea set. I watched her intently as she happily set it up. But my mind was somewhere else, I could not stop thinking about Bruce, he haunted me. I longed to be with him, to kiss him. But they were dreams, hopeless dreams.
By the door, Bruce watched Violet play with the little girl. He smirked everytime he heard her melodic laugh fill the air. She looked angelic among so many children. He came to the hospital, to see why she cared for it so dearly. Now he saw why, and it was a stroke of luck that he found her here. This was it, now he can be with her alone, with no one else around.
Not a day went by when he never thought about her. Seeing her again made him hope and long for her more. But it was all crushed when he found out she was married, was she happy? He thought to himself, she couldn't be! She had sadness in her eyes. Bruce also took notice of the bruise on her arm, it was Jasper's doing. He wanted to tear him limb from limb for hurting her like that. Bruce also knew that it was Violet the one who called him. Why she did not speak he had no idea.
Bruce longed to kiss her and hold her in his arms like he used to. He longed for her as she longed for him. Bruce decided to finally go over to her, to once and for all rid himself of this torment.