A/N Hey there! So I know that I have another story to work on, but something came up and I just wanted to get this one out of my head. It's my first time writing anything from all of the boys perspectives, sorry if anything is o.c. Please review, leave suggestions, or any comments.
*I do not own any of the characters*
Carry This Forever.
Damian (about 10) :
He isn't very good at comforting people. He's tried, but it's just too awkward. He didn't want to make it worse.
Before leaving the kitchen, Damian turns back to look at his older brothers, Dick and Tim. Dick was just sitting there at the table, seemingly staring into space, holding onto another bottle of beer. Tear stains still showed on his face. Tim sat across from him, with his heads in hands. They had been sitting like that for over an hour. Jason had left as soon as he heard the news, so only God knew where he was.
Damian left the kitchen, then headed up to his room. The walk up the stairs and down the hallway to his room felt too long. Once he shut the door behind him, he sat at the edge of his bed, numb. He finally let himself feel emotions he always kept to himself.
He knew there was evil in the world. He had dealt with it first hand, so he knew it was there. But this.. no, this is just unacceptable. 'Who would do this? Why would anyone do such a thing?' he thought. Children. 20 innocent children, completely unable to do anything. 6 adults, as well.
'Too young.' He shivered, remembering that most of the kids had only been a few years younger than himself. 'Just too young.'
A tear made its way down his cheek. He reached up with his hand, mildly surprised he could feel anything. Realizing, for the first time, that all he wanted to do was be with someone and talk, he wrapped his arms around his stomach.
Every thought about it had started to make him feel nauseous. He just rushed over to his bathroom, whipping open the door and getting to the toilet just in time as he emptied out his stomach. After retching himself dry, Damian sat back on his heels, feeling tears continuously stream down his face.
'I just can't accept this..' he thought as he sobbed and leaned against the wall, closing his eyes and falling asleep, visions of angels and gravestones taking over his thoughts.
Please tell me what you think! Up next is Tim.
