Takes place a week or so after Artemis joins...
"Ticking time bomb"
Robin's POV**
"I'm tired of this Dick! You almost got yourself killed!" Bruce shouted to me.
We just got back from patrol and again I put myself in danger. There was a bomb in a hotel, so like any other logical super hero I went to save the people inside the building but of course I got caught in the explosion. I mostly had minor injuries, but still DaddyBats gets anger. It's almost sad that he doesn't know that every time he insults me it hurts. I know what he says isn't true but still he can't even tell when his "son" as he says, is in pain. They say words can't hurt you but I'd have to disagree every time he says some thing about me it stings and fester in me. "work harder robin" " at this pace you're a disgrace to the name batman" "sometimes I wonder why I ever adopted you" I know he doesn't mean those words, that it's just out of rage but still it hurts because somewhere inside I know, it's true. But I hide it under my fake smile and cheerful laugh but inside I'm crumbling and it's terrifying. What scares me is that nobody notices. They want me here when I'm there hero but when I need a hero no one's there. I'm alone.
"I don't want you in my sight you can stay at MT. Justice for the night... What an eye sore" Bruce said coldly as he walked out of the Bat cave.
...I headed to Mount Justice as I was told, I didn't want to disappoint him any more than I have so I was off. At least my friends will be there so I can talk about it... Right?
"B01 Robin" the zeta beam announced in its usual voice. When I arrived the first thing I noticed was a loud mixed noise, which was probably M'gann in the kitchen, Wally's awful pick up lines and Artemis telling Wally to stop. No one noticed me or even the ridiculously loud Zeta beam call out my name. Kaldur and Conner were watching TV and they didn't even notice my entry. I guess I'm not important. My sadness was quickly turning to anger. Maybe if I try talking to Wally. I should at least give it a try, he is my best friend... I walked up to him slowly and it seemed like nobody even acknowledged my exists.
"Hey KF I need to talk to you" I said carefully to not sound too awkward
"When did you get here? Oh and not now Rob, not everything is about you. You know" he said not even bothering to turn and say it in my face.
Wow this was really not my day. I turned on my heels and left to go to my room.
I sat on my bed, took off my gloves, and thought about how much it hurt. Hurt to deal with all of this. I should have just jumped when I saw my parents fall I could've died with them. The sadness and pain quickly turned into hate.
"I hate this. I hate everything." I kept repeating to myself.
Then it started, I punched the wall with all my frustration. It had made a large crater. I retracted my hand And then I saw it, It was blood. It seeped out from my knuckles and onto my fingers. It didn't hurt in fact it felt good. As though the weight on my shoulders where lessening. I smiled wickedly as I took out one of my sharpest BirdARangs and with out a moment of hesitation I sliced the back of my wrist. Crimson red blood poured out of the cut. I felt so free as though wings sprouted from my back. For the rest of the night I carved into the back of my wrist were I was sure the gloves could cover it. Subconsciously, I carved words, "HATE" "WORTHLESS" and "LOST CAUSE" now they all adorned the back of my palm as did many other cuts. I cut skillfully not too deep but deep enough to draw blood. It went on like that for a month no one noticed, no one cared. Each cut was deeper and less controlled, I was suffering killing myself inside. I couldn't scream in pain and tell some one because I didn't want to see Bruce disappointed because I failed him. because he was right all along. But that was a month ago as I said before. Now I cut every day and still no questions about the bandages. I wrapped my self-inflicted wounds with gauzes. Waiting until one day someone says some thing.
"Dude what the hells with the bandages?" KF asked me. We had just finished our mission and we were getting some well deserved rest on the sofa. Until of course this question popped up.
"Ya I've noticed them too you've been wearing them for about a week, wonder boy" Artemis joined in a teasing tone. It's been a month not a week I thought to myself.
" Uh... It's really nothing just some minor injuries" I responded nervously.
"Dude, Rob, spill" Wally said as he leaned closer knowing that I hated lying.
"Its none of your business" I snapped and stormed to my room surprisingly no one came after me, and that's when I realized I'm sick. I'm sick of all of this I want this to end. When I got to my room I grabbed a medicine bottle of the desk and i start to read the warnings
"WARNING: taking 2 or more without a doctors consent may cause death or serious injuries" I smiled, and quickly swallowed 6 pills and laid on my bed waiting for my eternal sleep, thinking about seeing my mother and father. Finally at peace. A small smile tugged on my lips as I slowly closed my eyes getting sleeper and sleeper. I hear Wally in the background, knocking on my door saying he was sorry for prying but no it's too late, and then I black out. My only regret is failing every one, I'm sorry.
A/N: so what do you think :3 bad, terrible, or makes you want to tear your eyes out ya I'm defiantly not proud of this not enough detail but hey I tried :( Ikr dark for my first fic,I got inspiration from my life but adjusted many things so that it can fit in Dick's situation. Sorry about spelling or grammar T-T. So what do you say another chapter? Vote
1. Rob dies and team is sad and so is bats
2. He lives ;3 and talks about it, Bruce is sorry
3. He goes crazy and lives but is more insane than the joker.
4. comment and you tell me what should happen
5. lives, team + Bats are insensitive about this and robin runaway becoming evilly insane bwahahahaha
-Tabby AKA Tabatha Walker Valentine
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