Finally—there
was a bit of relief into things. I was able to call down to the farm and.. get
THROUGH. Clark answered the phone and the two of us talked for a while. I
guess—that part of the conversation was just to break the weight in the air,
maybe it wasn’t. I asked him if Kara was around, but of course in the
background I could hear her telling him “I’m NOT here.” I guess—through this I
had to talk to Clark—trying to get her to listen to what I had to say. I knew
she was listening in on the two of us and figured it was a better time to tell
her a few things to break the ice. Apparently it worked, and she got on the
telephone. I explained to her in DETAIL about some of the things circling
within my mind. It finally came to a point that she agreed to come over so we
could talk things out.
We talked for quite a while, I was finally able to
get all of those… things off my chest. I told her everything. Even about what
happened after the incident—you know, about Bruce’s little… “punishment.” She
was somewhat mad about that, but then she promised me she wouldn’t make
anything big out of it. I know how she is about our safety and she isn’t all
that HAPPY about Bruce’s training. She, as well as Clark, thinks he’s a little
rough on us. But, I don’t see the training as “rough,” he does it all for a
reason, and that’s to keep us in top condition, to makes sure we’re paying
attention. “One slip is too many.” His words still echo through my mind. “Death
is death. ONE mistake and you could be gone—in and instant. Don’t EVER let
yourself become the victim, keep your eyes and ears open at all times and PAY
attention to your surroundings.” Everything that the man has taught us, has
definitely come in handy.
Last night’s antics turned into… an ugly dispute.
Bruce—I kinda ran into him. Wouldn’t you know that he had been FOLLOWING me? He
wanted to make sure I was going to stay in the house, and stay out of trouble.
I didn’t get but eight blocks into the city when he grabbed me from the cape,
yanking me backwards. OOOH jeez. If you could have ONLY seen the look in his
eyes, the anger that flared within him. I… used to remember when he’d look at
me with a different sense, a sense of passion. What pulled the two of us apart?
Nothing did, actually—we just thought it would be better to see other people,
seeing the relationship somewhat interfered with our night life. There WERE
means of getting back together, but—within that time I founds someone else…
Wally West. Even now, I still think that Bruce gets a little jealous when he
sees the two of us together. But knowing him—he won’t say anything about it, he
just hides it—with the rest of his emotions.
**
Kara’s still over!
Everything seems to be getting back to normal now, and that’s the way
things really SHOULD be around here. We’ve just decided to take the rest of the
evening off. It doesn’t seem to matter anyway—I can’t leave the house knowing
HE’S following after me. Grrr!! WHY does he always have to DO this to me!? Oh
well, I guess it’s for the better anyway. Kara and I are just going to watch
movies the rest of the night, do our nails, or whatever else we can think of.
She’s insisting on going night flying, but yet, I have no idea how I can
approach that idea. Well.. maybe if I’m
OUT of costume I won’t get in trouble—but then again, what do I care? I should
just LIVE for the moment, huh??
Wally called not too long ago. He wanted to come
over, but of course, I told him I had company over. The only response from him
that I got was: “Oh really!!?? Who!?” And he’s pretty much been over since. He
keeps wanting to spend the night with us.
Heh, but I think I’m going to have to tell him “no” for once. I just
hope he isn’t bugging Kara too much. Maybe I should get back to the two and see
what’s going on. Maybe I can find out how that the show was-- you know, the one that Kara and Bruce went
to earlier? Oh well, we’ll find out soon enough. I’ll keep you posted on the
changing status. Bye for now.
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