Sorry this took forever to write. This chapter's pretty long and i wrote most of it on my phone. Please enjoy :)
L.L.A.P
~Laces
Chpt.27
"How many push-ups can you do?" Lancy inquired curiously. Livy had worked out in the hospital room and Lancy had lost count of how many push-ups the girl could do somewhere around sixty.
Lancy's questioned made Livy snapped out of her thoughts, her cheeks red.
"W-what was that?" Livy questioned.
"I asked how many push-ups you could do. But, I also want to know what you were thinking about now." Lancy informed with a small smile.
I was thinking about Damian. However, Livy knew that she couldn't tell Lancy that.
"I was just thinking about my Dad. And I can do a fair amount of push-ups." Livy shrugged.
"You're dad? Is everything okay?" Lancy questioned with concern.
"Huh? Oh yeah. He's fine. Well… he probably is. He's just away from Gotham." Livy said as nonchalantly as she could.
He's fine. He won't need my help if he gets hurt. It's alright. He doesn't need a nurse anymore… hopefully. Livy tried telling herself that he'd be fine, but she was worried sick.
The entire reason Jason originally let her stay with him (before he found out she was his daughter) was because she was going to be his nurse. She was supposed to help him when he got injured. It felt strange to be apart for Jason after years of traveling around with him.
He had been gone for a week, and he wasn't coming back anytime soon.
"You sure you'll be fine when I'm gone? I'll be away for a while." Jason informed, but Livy shook her head.
"I'll be fine, Jason. And I have to stay with Lancy." Livy informed. Jason grinned, then felt his daughter giving him a strong hug. "I'll miss you, though." She whispered. Jason rubbed her back as he hugged her.
"I'll miss you too. If you need me I'm a phone call away." Jason smiled. "Be safe, Little Red. Okay?"
"Alright. Don't recklessly get shot." Livy giggled as her father messed with her hair.
"I love you, Livy." Jason smiled as he left the warehouse.
"I love you too, Dad." Livy whispered as she stood alone.
"Is he coming back soon?" Lancy inquired and Livy gave her friend her best smile, trying not to let any of her worry show through.
"If he gets his work done quickly then he should be back in about two weeks." Lancy grinned, squeezing Livy's hand with her own.
She was just starting to get feeling back into her fingers. Lancy was fortunate that Livy had enough money and connections to get the best doctors to help her with her healing.
She knew that if something like this had happened to her where she used to live, she would have been as good as dead. She wouldn't be taken to the hospital. If anything, she'd get beaten more.
"Hey, Livy, thank you so much for doing this for me. you have no idea how grateful I am." Lancy whispered.
"What are friends for?" Livy smiled.
Just then the door swung open and a man came barreling in.
"Mary, you little slut!" the man exclaimed. Lancy's eyes widened at the sight of the man, and Livy stood protectively in front of Lancy.
"Uncle…" Lancy began slowly, but the man cut her off.
"I got a phone call the other day with some man asking if you were okay in the hospital! I didn't know what the hell he was talking about until he told me about how you were here after getting burned!" he screamed. "I sure as hell not paying for any surgeries you're getting."
"You're not." Livy stated. "I am."
"You are? Well who the holy hell are you?" he sneered.
"She's…" Lancy started, but Livy interrupted her.
"I'm her girlfriend." Livy stated firmly.
Livy had heard stories about Lancy's uncle. He used to beat her and it only got worse once Lancy told him that she was a lesbian.
Her Uncle was a homophobe. He could hardly stand being in a room with Lancy in fear of getting a disease, but with two lesbians he felt like he was in a room filled with people with the plague.
"Her girlfriend?" Lancy's uncle questioned as he backed up a bit.
"Yup. So don't you worry. No bill will be coming your way." Livy stated then glared at him. "And don't you dare think about coming into Lancy's life again. She doesn't need you."
"Are you threatening-" however, Livy leaned down and kissed Lancy passionately, driving the man out of the room in disgust.
"Was… was that necessary?" Lancy inquired, eyes wide and face flushed red once Livy released her lips.
"Was there any other way for me to get him to leave you alone aside from killing or severely maiming him?" Livy questioned and Lancy sighed, knowing that Livy was right.
"You're… uh… you're a good kisser." Lancy informed in a small voice, trying not to stare at Livy's lips.
"Thanks. I was just going for looking convincing, and I was going off of what I read in books." Livy said with a s small shrug.
"You were convincing alight." Lancy nodded. Silence filled the room for several minutes, both girls not knowing exactly what to say.
"I'm sorry if I led you on… be it only for several seconds or not." Livy whispered apologetically.
"No, it's alright. I just… you're a wonderful person, Livy. You know how I feel about you. I just wish you could feel that way back." Lancy informed and Livy exhaled as she sat next to Lancy.
"If I did, it would make my life a hell of a lot easier." Livy looked her friend in the eye. "And I'll always love you, Lancy. Just not… just not how you would like." Livy said as she grasped her friend's hand once again.
"Hey, Livy, can you read to me." Lancy inquired. Livy often read Lancy things from her books. It was a good way for them to get off an uneasy topic.
Uneasy topics like Livy and small spaces and Lancy and her Uncle. Livy knew that Lancy's uncle did more than beat her. However, Lancy never wanted to talk about it. So, they read.
"Sure. What do you want me to read to you?"
"Can you read Holes to me?" Lancy questioned.
"Sure thing, Lancy." Livy nodded as she rummaged around for the book in her backpack, then pulled out the book.
She opened up to the first page and read,
"There is no lake at Camp Green Lake. There once was a very large lake here, the largest lake in Texas. That was over a hundred years ago…"
~*~*~*~*~Several Hours Later~*~*~*~*~
"I like that book." Lancy smiled once Livy was done reading it. "It's a good story."
"It's one of my favorites." Livy grinned. "Not to mention that the movie is one of the few movie from book adaptations that I like."
"Y'know, for some rough tough vigilante, you're a bit of a geek." Lancy smirked, and Livy laughed.
"You think I'm a geek? You should meet my Uncle Tim."
After the words left her mouth, there was a knock on the door and Livy and Lancy exchanged looks.
"If it's my Uncle again, just start making out with me." Lancy whispered.
"Come in." Livy said, but was ready to take Lancy's request. She didn't want to deal with that annoying Uncle of Lancy's again.
However, instead of Lancy's Uncle, there stood a tall man with broad shoulders and piercing blue eyes in a nice suit.
"Hey Mr. Wayne." Livy said lightly. "You wouldn't happy to be homophobic, would you?" Livy questioned. Bruce gave her a confused look, but answered,
"No, I am not homophobic."
"Dammit, how else am I supposed to get you outta here." Livy grumbled. "Well, why are you here?"
"I wanted to make sure that your friend was okay." He informed, looking over at Lancy who quickly looked at Livy, unsure what to do with a billionaire in the room. "I did some digging and found the number of her Uncle to call, but he didn't seem to be aware of what was going on."
"So that's how the dirt bag found this place." Livy mumbled. "Anyway, you can see that Lancy is doing fine, Mr. Wayne. So you can go back home and do whatever billionaires by day do." Livy snapped.
"Well, I was also hoping for a chance to talk to you in private." Bruce informed in his innocent voice.
Yeah, play up the innocent dumb play boy billionaire in front of Lancy, why don't you. Livy thought sourly.
"And what if I don't want to talk?" Livy questioned as she crossed her arms
"I believe you and I both know that that's not an option." Bruce stated, his tone losing his charm and growing more stern.
Livy was silent for a moment, her gaze being held by Bruce.
Lancy looked at the two in confusion but felt the tension building in the room. It was clear to her the Livy didn't like Bruce in the slightest and Bruce… she couldn't tell exactly how Bruce felt about Livy. It was almost like an over concerned stern parent.
What is it with Livy and the Waynes? She wondered.
"Fine, let's take a step outside and talk, then." Livy sighed, losing the glare-off.
Bruce dragged Livy outside the hospital room where he then pulled her into a supply closet.
The closet could fit the two easily, but it made Livy highly uncomfortable.
"What was wrong with the hallway?" Livy questioned, trying to keep calm in front of Bruce.
"Someone could have heard us if we talked in the hall." Bruce informed and Livy hated how that made sense.
"Okay, well talk quick. What do you want to know?" Livy inquired quickly.
"I want to know how your father is treating you. I want you to be honest. I know that he can have a temper, so it's okay to tell me." Bruce stated, his voice turning gentle, but Livy's eyebrows furrowed over her eyes.
"Jason treats me fine! He's never hit me or hurt me! He's the best father a person could ask for!" Livy exclaimed angrily.
"Where is he?"
"I dunno. Out of Gotham. Something came up and he had to leave." Livy answered honestly.
"And he didn't take you with him?"
"I chose not to go."
"So you've been living alone?" Bruce inquired, and Livy was getting annoyed with all the questions.
"I've been staying here to look after Lancy."
"But once that is over, you will be alone?"
"I have my Tio Ramon along with Selina and some others. I have friends." Livy countered, her voice wavering a bit from anger and fear of the room. She wanted to get out as soon as possible. She could almost feel the walls starting to close in on her.
"But-"
"Goddammit Bruce! I am fine! Jason treats me fine! Stop looking to find faults with him! YOU RAISED A GREAT DAD!" Livy shouted and Bruce looked shocked to hear those words, especially coming from Livy.
Livy tried up brush by him to get out, but he stopped her.
"Livy, I didn't mean to offend you. I'm just worried for you. Jason hardly seemed like the fatherly type-"
"Bruce." Livy stated, cutting him off. "Please let me out of here. Tell me what you want out of here." She pleaded.
Bruce noticed the panic in her eyes and quickly stepped aside, letting her out of the closet.
He watched as she sprinted out of the room and leaned against the wall in the hallway, taking in slow even breaths.
"You have claustrophobia." It was a more of a statement than a question.
Livy was silent, still calming herself down.
"Does Jason know?" Bruce questioned, and Livy's eyes widened.
"You can't tell him, Bruce." Livy whispered. "Please don't let him."
Bruce gently placed his hand on Livy's shoulder.
"That's something for you to tell him." He informed, then inquired, "when was the last time you have eaten a decent dinner?"
"That depends if Lean Cuisine is considered a proper dinner." Livy said with a small smirk, and Bruce chuckled.
"How about you have dinner with us? You could also spend the night if you want. I take it you've been spending your nights sleeping in that chair next to your friend's bed."
"Bruce, I can't... I don't want to leave her." Livy whispered. "I left her once and-"
"That won't happen again." Bruce stated. "She's safe here."
Livy looked down, sighing heavily, then walked into Lancy's room, Bruce following behind.
"Lancy?"
Lancy looked up at Livy and smiled.
"Yeah."
"I… I think I'm going to spend the night at the Wayne's. is that alright? If you want me to stay I will?"
Lancy grasped Livy's hand and smiled.
"You've already done so much for me. you can leave for as long as you want. Don't let me hold you back from things you want to do." She grinned, and Livy hugged her.
"Thank you, Lancy."
"No problem." She shrugged, then looked at Bruce. "You better take good care of her when she's with you, or you'll be sorry." She threatened, which only made Bruce grin.
"Understood, Ms. Delancy." He nodded.
Livy followed Bruce out, looking behind her shoulder at her friend.
Lancy waved from her bed, and Livy waved back. And then Lancy's image was out of her sight as the door closed between them.