COLLEGE!

Chpt.10

"You are intolerable." Damian grumbled as he held the needle and thread. "Just hold still."

"I can patch it up myself, Damian." Livy stated, but the boy rolled his eyes.

"The wound is on your back. Now hold still and let me stitch it up, you're bleeding everywhere." Damian grunted and Livy let out a heavy sigh.

"Fine. Just… just be careful." Livy whispered and Damian chuckled,

"What type of boyfriend would I be if I wasn't careful when stitching up my girlfriend's battle wounds?" Damian gave Livy a small peck on the cheek.

"That's romantic." Livy said sarcastically, but returned the kiss on the cheek.

"Alright, do you want something to bite on?" Damian inquired, but Livy shook her head.

"No. I'll be fine."

Damian quickly jabbed the needle into Livy's skin and worked swiftly, trying to be as quick and gentle as possible.

As he continued to stitch, Damian could hear small whimpers that Livy was trying to hold back.

Damian wouldn't admit it, but Livy's pain broke his heart. He hated seeing Livy in any sort of pain, and knowing that he was the cause of her current displeasure didn't make him feel any better.

"Finished." Damian sighed, then started wrapping up the wound.

"Thank you." Livy whispered, her voice shaky.

"Are you going to be alright? Do you need anything?" Damian inquired with concern.

"Got any hot chocolate?" Livy gave the boy a small smile and Damian rolled his eyes.

"You can be so juvenile." He grumbled.

"Is that a no?" Livy inquired, but Damian was already placing a premade mug into the small microwave in the cave.

"No, I unfortunately have gotten used to your childish ways and already had a mug prepared."

"Love you Damian." Livy smirked, kissing his cheek.

"I love you as well." Damian sighed, but his tone was sincere. "Now, how did you even get that wound on your back in the first place?"

"Well…" Livy began.

"I hate muggers." Livy grumbled as she easily knocked out several of the men. She picked up the wallet that they had snagged from off the ground and handed it back to its owner, a man who was cornered in the alley.

"Here ya go, Sir." She smiled, but then her eyes widened. "Carter Grills?"

"Little Red." He grinned. "It's nice to meet you again. Thanks for my wallet." He said sheepishly.

"Oh, well, no prob. It's kinda my job." She shrugged. I really hope he doesn't recognize me from the restaurant. She thought with worry.

"Can I ask you something?" he inquired, and Livy was surprised. Usually the people thank her and get on home.

"Uh… sure."

"Why go for Damian Wayne? I mean, I know he has a lot of money and donates a lot, but I read the stuff people say about him in the magazines, and he sounds like a jerk." Carter informed, and Livy felt her heart stop. However, she hardly flinched and informed smoothly,

"I'm afraid I dunno what you're talking about."

"Little Red, I saw you at the restaurant. Your hair and that wound. It can't be a coincident. You're the girl that Damian Wayne is dating. The one who everyone knows nothing about."

"No. I'm not-"

"Look out!" Carter exclaimed quickly, but it was too late. One of the men that Livy had knocked unconscious came to and sliced Livy across the back.

The girl swiftly disarmed the man and kicked him back into unconsciousness, however, her back stung from the pain.

"Oh my God, I'll call for some help. Or I can carry you to a hospital." Carter suggested, but Livy shook her head.

"No. I'll be fine."

"But your back-"

"Goodbye."

With that, Livy grappled herself to a rooftop and radioed Damian for help.

"Do you think Carter will tell anybody about his suspicions?" Damian inquired as he handed the hot chocolate over to Livy.

"I don't think so. I think he respects me so he shouldn't tell anyone. But I'll keep denying it." Livy shrugged.

"Do you think he'll be fooled if you keep denying it?" Damian questioned. Livy let out a long sigh.

"I hope so."

"Don't let it worry you too much." Damian stated as Livy took a sip of the hot chocolate. "Now, do I get any reward for patching up your wound?"

"I think I have a few dollars in my pocket." Livy informed with a small smirk.

"You know that's not what I meant." Damian growled in her ear, and Livy pulled the boy down and locked lips with him.

She pulled away for a moment and stated,

"I know." And Damian pulled her in again into a kiss.