Hey guys! I tried to leave it as a cliffhanger and wait a couple days, but I just can't. I'm eager to find out what happens myself! Thank you to all of you who reviewed. It really, really helps. I'll try to make the chapters a little longer. Thanks to you all ~~Phoenixxx

He wrapped his hand in my hair and laid me back. He climber over me and kept my head level with his own. He licked his lips and smacked them. I started shaking, with fear. But that wasn't it. I was shaking with want. I wanted to feel his lips against mine. I couldn't move my head, I was at his mercy. For some reason, that really turned me on. He leaned closer to me, our noses touching slightly. His eyes showed no clue as to what he was thinking, they looked almost black.

He pushed his lips against mine, roughly at first, but then slowly turning more passionate. This unexpected kiss drove me over the edge. I wrapped my arms around his neck, but he pulled back and away from my grasp. He took his hand out of my hair and turned around. I sat up on my elbows and watched him. He turned to look at me but then opened my door and left.

I sat there thinking about what just happened. I didn't know what to think, though. I got up and went to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw red paint on my lips and white paint on my nose. As I stared at my face, I heard my front door open. I started to get happy. I ran out of my small bathroom and out into the living room to see a man there, but not the man I wanted.

A man in clown face paint turned towards me and grunted.

"Joker told me to stay here and watch you and clean up your mess. You still sick?" The clown asked.

I shook my head and went back to my bathroom. I grabbed a towel and went back to hand it to the henchman. He muttered a 'thanks', but I was already back in my bathroom. I shut the door and locked it. I stared at my colored face and grimaced.

'What in the fuck is wrong with you Lily? You know what, I'm done. I'm done trying to protect your ass.'

'No, I'm done. I'm sick and tired of you always trying to control me. I'm going to a psychiatrist and I'm getting you out of my head, Harley.'

Xx The next day.

I sit up from my bed and my nose gets ambushed by the all too familiar smell of cherries. I smile and look around, but I see no one, just the clown that was sent to watch me, asleep in the kitchen floor, still clutching his gun. I get up and follow the smell to my bathroom and see a box on my counter. My clock chimes 9 and I ignore it and go get ready for work.

I go in my closet and get a few clothes ready and put them out on my bed. I go to my bathroom again, and shower fast. After I'm ready, I start heading out of my apartment and down to the Gotham Bridge. I hear a car honk at me and I turn to see an old man in the front with white hair. He stopped next to me and rolled down the window.

"Hello, Miss Vaughn. I'm here to take you to work. My name is Alfred, Master Wayne sent me." He said, smiling at me. He got out of the car and opened up the back seat door. I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear and get in. "Will there be any stops, Miss Vaughn?"

"No, Sir. Please, call me Lily though. I insist."

He smiled warmly at me and nods his head. "If you insist, Lily."

The rest of the drive was silent. We arrived at Wayne Enterprise early, and it wasn't open yet. So he suggested I sit in the car.

"So, Miss Lily. How long have you been in Gotham?" He asks, turning towards me in his seat.

"Just about a month now. I moved here from Los Angeles. I've been moving around from place to place for too long now, I'm hoping that I can make Gotham my home. What about you, Alfred?" I ask, scooting in the middle seat so I can see him better.

"I've been here since Master Wayne was born. Before that, I lived in England and was a member of the British Royal Family. After Master Wayne's parents were killed, I became rooted here." He smiled at me.

I liked his smile, it made me feel happy inside. He cleared his throat a little. "You have a spot of red on you, Miss Lily." He pulled down a mirror and I looked deep in it. There it was, a little red spot on my cheek, over my cut.

"Oh, thank you Alfred. Do you have a napkin, Sir?" He smiled and reached into the glove box and procured a napkin for me. "Thank you, Sir." I licked the napkin and gently wiped it off. I accidently snagged my cut with my nail and it started bleeding. "Shit!" Alfred appeared with more napkins and I placed them on my cut.

"Miss Lily, I'm going to take you to the hospital, have you seen a Doctor about that?" He asks, buckling his seat belt back on.

"No, I just got it recently, in the past couple weeks." I say, buckling my own belt. He drove off away from Wayne Enterprises and towards what I'm guessing was a hospital. We pulled up in the Emergency Room parking area and a nurse came running out. He opened my door and escorted me inside. I was put into a room and into a bed. I sat there holding the napkins to my face. A nurse came up to me and pulled at my napkins.

"Ouch!" I yelled out. The nurse stepped back, but then smiled gently. I let her pull them off slowly to reveal my bleeding cut.

"You're going to need stitches, dear. I'll have the Doctor come in immediately." The nurse left the room and Alfred came in.

"Miss Lily, I've called Master Wayne and Fox and told them you wouldn't be in today. Master Wayne is on his way as well." He said, in a rushed tone. He seemed nervous and worried. I felt terrible for making him feel that way.

"Thank you, Alfred. You're so sweet."

After a few moments, Bruce Wayne walked in, his brown hair so elegantly styled, his eyes in genuine concern like Alfred.

"Has she been seen yet, Alfred?" He asked, not taking his eyes off of my cut.

"No, Sir. There was a nurse but that was about 15 minutes ago." Bruce walked out of the room and came back about 30 seconds later with a Doctor. He had a kit for stitching.

"Would you like any anesthesia Ma'am?" He asked. I shake my head and he nods and starts to get it all ready.

I wince as he pushes the needle through my cheek. Bruce places his hand on mine and gives it a reassuring squeeze. I opened my mouth wide, as the Doctor told me. Hepushed it through the top of the cut and a tear ran down my cheek. I tried to hold it all back but Bruce told me it was going to be okay and I just broke down into tears.

"Ma'am, you call still get a shot." The Doctor said, wiping my tears from away from the cut.

"No. I am NA. I can't afford to be hooked back on again." I whisper softly. The Doctor nodded his head and continued.

After he finished, a nurse came in and put dressings over it.

"I would really rather you didn't put anything over it. Please." I ask.

"Miss, if I don't it could get infected. Then you could die from it. Please." She persists.

"No, please. I must insist." I tell, looking up at her with hurt in my eyes.

She scoffed and left the room. Alfred came in and cleared his throat. "The Doctor said you can leave now, Miss Lily."

Bruce held my hand and walked me out to the car Alfred drove me in. He helped me in the back seat and then stepped in himself.

He turned to me, a serious face on his lips. "Who did this to you, Lily?"

"I did," I blurted out.