🐈 Catwoman's p.o.v 🐈
Pamela was studying the note, her fingers trembling. I saw her eyes fill with tears that would not fall, unlike the note that dropped out of her hand. She stood and looked right at me, I studied her eyes, hoping I could see what caused her eyes to darken. She moved her gaze all over my body, moving onto Phoebe. As soon as I turned to do the same, I remembered what happened last night. She's going to blame herself. It's not her fault, it's nobody's fault but she was just trying to help.
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Phoebe grabbed my wrists, leaving literally heated kisses all over my collarbone. Her hands started to get hot, too hot, way too hot.
"Phoebe calm down, your hands." She didn't stop and I started to struggle. "Phoebe!"
"Back off!" Pam grabbed and pulled one of her hands off me. Phoebe instantly started to grab at Pam, heating up faster. The skin on my wrist felt like it was bubbling, I heard Pam scream out in pain. Seconds after there was a vine around Phoebe's neck.
Pam pushed Phoebe towards Olivia after she released the vine from her neck, scrambling over the bed towards me I saw what she did. Pam had a bright red hand print on the side of her face, I followed Pam's gaze to my wrist, I had a hand print on my wrist same as Pam. I leaned up and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into a-
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Pam ran out of the door, towards the bathroom-
"Grab that note." I sprinted out the door and towards the bathroom, door slamming seconds before I got there. "PAMELA?! Open the door! Please. Pleaseeee open the door."
Phoebe jogged over to me, with the note in her hand. Whilst Phoebe read I kept knocking on the door frantically. I know what she's thinking, she slipped up before telling me she was ready to give up.
"Pam! Pleease. Just open the door." Oh god. I hate this so much. I can't just stand here and let her do that to herself. Tears started to cloud my vision. I heard Pam start to mumble to herself. "O-open the door . P-please Pamela." I rested my head on the door, hitting my hand against the door slowly.
"Selina...?" Completely ignoring Phoebe, I slid down the door, still hitting it at an ever decreasing pace. "The note." I could hear Pam still talking to herself. At least she is alive, stick with the positives Selina... she's okay.
"I can't call him Phoebe." I started to hyperventilate, my breathing was so erratic. My chest rising and falling at rapid pace. "We need his help. Pam does.but.I.Icant."
"Hey hey hey. Selina." Phoebe turned me round to look at her. Her hands on my body made me panic even more. I can't breath. "Look at me. Calm down. Please. I can't lose all of you in under 2 days." I can't breath. "You need to breath." She backed away and took her hands of my body, I shouldn't be afraid of Phoebe. "I know it's all a lot. Just breath. Please." I took an incredibly deep breath in. "Out. Slowly." I held it. I can't breath. "Come on. Your almost there. Just one slow breath out Selina." I let out a rickety breath. Phoebe smiled. "That's it. You got this. Just calm down."
My breathing regulated and I wiped over my face with both hands, holding them in a cupped position over my mouth. I started to let unshed tears roll down my face.
"You don't need to call him Selina. Where going to get this door open and everything is going to be okay. Okay?" I nodded, she stood up and held her hand out for me.
She pulled me to my feet and gave me a poorly disguised sad smile, returning the smile I turned to face the door. It's just wood shouldn't be hard to kick down.
"Pamela! Open th-"
I heard Pamela cry out in pain. My heart stopped. I looked at Phoebe, she had her eyes wide and her hands clenched same as me. I guessed we were on the same page and kicked at the door, mine and Phoebe's feet connected at the exact same moment.
"The door didn't move at all?! There's something wrong." I crouched down and looked under the door, there should be light from inside clearly visible seems there's quite a gap between the floor and the door. Green. Oh for fu- " Vines! She's barricaded herself in there. There's no way we can get in there by kicking it in." I felt my chest start to raise and fall at a dramatic pace yet again, I just kept looking under the door, like maybe the stupid plants would listen to me and move.
"Hey. We will get in there. You need to snap out of it. I can't kick it down alone. I need you. Pam needs you." In and out Selina. You heard Phoebe, she needs you. In and out.
Stabilising myself again I noticed something, light? Tiny little gaps of light where appearing under the door. I pushed myself off the floor.
"On 3... W-where losing her. 1. 2. 3!" The door cracked open, ripping a couple of vines in the process, causing the rest to disperse.
Crashing into the bathroom I saw her.
She was lying in the bathtub.
Razor blade clutched in her bloodied hand.
I looked deep into her the almost black eyes, they focused right back at mine. She didn't speak a word, but she did drop the razor blade to the floor as she held her hands to her eyes, sobbing loudly. I ran over to her, grabbing a towel of the radiator as I did. I searched her wrists for cuts and found a few scattered around, there was blood on her hand but it looked like there should be more cuts? Where else could it be coming from, standing there confused I froze. Phoebe came up behind me and gasped, instantly she pushed the towel in my hands into Pam's wrists. While she pushed her own towel against Pamela's stomach
"That's only part of the problem Selina she cute deeper here!"
I looked at Pam. She cut her stomach? Why? She cut deep, there was a lot of blood but why did she cut th-
"Helloooo!??!? I said I need you to keep pressure right here! I need to clean it up so I can try seal it.... okay ?"
I nodded and pushed down on both mine and Phoebe's towel, already red with all the blood... I guess I shouldn't of grabbed the one white towel at least Phoebe picked a dark shade of green. I kept looking at Pam, hoping that she would look at me. Her hands never moved from over her eyes.
"Pressure Selina! Don't just hold it... too late now anyways. Hold one of her hands." I looked at Phoebe, who had an un opened bottle of vodka in one hand and a green towel in the other, she left?
I went to grab Pam's hand, forgetting they're securely pushed against her face. I turned back to Phoebe who was trying to carefully pull off the blood drenched towel partially dried, until she looked up at me. She ripped off the towel causing Pam to scream out in pain.
"You think that hurt? Hold Selina's hand now!" Phoebe commanded, Pam peeled a hand away from her face. Her dull green eyes searched mine, she wanted to say something, I held up my hand, signalling Phoebe to hold off for a second.
"D-don't tell my mother... p-please." I nodded, causing her to squeeze her eyes shut and turn away. Holding her hand out, I slipped my hand into hers and nodded to Phoebe.
I watched Phoebe open up the bottle and poured a generous amount on the towel, moving towards one of Pam's cuts. I braced myself, my hand might break but with Harley gone she needs to feel support from one of us.
Pamela screamed out as the towel hit her open cut, I tried to conceal the pain in my hand... failing terribly and screaming out same as Pam.
Thanks for reading hope you enjoyed. Vote comment and share if you feel like it. How does everyone feel about Phoebe, as far as I know everyone still has a lot of hatred for Phoebe 😂. Should update again soon, just bare with me I'm back at college and I'm still not doing any assignments. Love ya's~ Jw