Hello, everyone! This is my first ever Batman fic, so I hope it goes well! Somethings might be slightly confusing, but I promise everything will be explained! If you think I need to improve anything, please tell me. Also, this story will eventually be Damian/OC, and he's 14 here. I'm not completely sure how old he was when he left the Teen Titans, but here he is still in it...
Well, that's enough of me, this is just a starter to it, hopefully you'll like it!
"Lily, Lily I'm home!" The small brunette yelled throughout her large home.
"In the kitchen!"
Rose Jacobs dropped her schoolbag by the door and hung up her blazer, making sure to take out her phone from her pocket and walked to the kitchen.
The smell of roast chicken reached her nose and she hugged her older sister tightly.
"Hey, honey. How was school?" Lily kissed her on the cheek.
Rose shrugged and hopped onto the counter, swinging her legs back and forth.
"S'okay. How was college?"
"Eh. Boring. But I did see Mark..."
Rose sat up straight right away with an eager look on her face.
"Well? What did he say?"
"He said that he had fun last night, but rather we'd just stay friends," Lily shrugged. "It's not like I care anyway. He didn't have a lip piercing so..."
Rose rolled her eyes but laughed. Lily was out with a different boy every night, just looking for anyone, someone, who would make her feel beautiful. She's wanted to feel that way since she was a little girl, but hasn't had any luck yet. Rose always says to let love find her, but she never listens.
Though she honestly doesn't understand why anyone would reject Lily, she was gorgeous. She had long; thick black hair that went down her back in spirals, bright brown eyes with seemed to glow in the light and the perfect smile.
Rose was the opposite. Her hair was curly, but brown instead of black, and her pale skin seemed to clash with it. Her eyes were a dark, dull brown and she hated her single dimple on her left cheek to the point that she almost asked her father if it were possible to get it removed.
Rose was nothing special, in fact, Rose was utterly boring.
She was brought out of her thoughts by the front door opening. Rose jumped off the counter and ran to the door, engulfing her father in a long hug.
"Whoa, slow down petal, you'll give your old man a bad back if this carries on."
The young girl laughed and kissed her father's cheek.
"Hey Daddy."
"Hello, sweetheart."
He smiled at her and stroked her cheek. Adam has always been someone to treasure anything that is beautiful, and to him all the girls in his house are magnifying. If he could, he would give them the world, though he knows that's not what they'd ever want.
"Is your mother upstairs?"
The smile on her face dropped and Rose shrugged her shoulders. Adam Jacobs noticed the sudden mood change in his daughter and ruffled her hair.
"I'll be down in a minute; I just need to check on her."
Rose stared at him for a while, but moved so he could go upstairs. He smiled at her and walked past her to his and her mother's room. Rose didn't feel as happy as she had a minute ago and sulked to the white couch in their white living room, propping her feet up on the white coffee table. Everything in their house was white, only because it helped relaxed her mother when she wasn't feeling herself. Personally, Rose hated it; it reminded her of the hours they used to spend at the hospital because of her mother.
Not because of Mother, but for her.
Rose jumped at a loud bang that came from above her and she blocked her ears with her hands. This always happened when he came home from the laboratory. She would wake up. He would comfort her. She would yell. He would explain. She would cry. He would hold her. They'd come downstairs and she she'd start to yell at the girls. Lily would fight back but Rose was always silent, pretending that her insults didn't hurt her when they actually made her want to cry and crawl into a small, dark hole forever.
She still had her hands over her ears and jumped slightly when she felt a pair of hands wrap around her. Rose leaned onto her sister and closed her eyes. She could hear them coming downstairs.
She couldn't remember how long they both had to live with this, but Lily always said that it wasn't always this way- they used to be the perfect family. Having picnics, visiting museums, playing in the park and the like, but Rose couldn't ever imagine them living any differently.
Rose heard someone sit at the table and drum their nails onto it.
"Where's my dinner?"
Lily got up straight away at the sound of her stern voice and made her way to the kitchen, leaving Rose alone on the couch. She pulled her knees to he chest and closed her eyes.
Someone put a hand on her shoulder and Rose slowly opened her eyes to face her father's bright ones- Lily looked just like their father. He had the same black hair, though not curly, and his smile made Rose smile unintentionally.
"Rose, why don't you tell Mother how your first day back at school went?"
"Do not call me her mother."
Adam's head snapped to face his wife, Katrina Jacobs.
"Honey we've gone over this-
"And you still don't understand, I am not her mother, she is not my daughter."
Rose's eyes clenched shut.
"She isn't real, Adam, if we leave them-
"No. Katrina I am not going anywhere."
Lily walked in with the plates and Adam went to get the food.
"C'mon Rose, dinner is ready," Lily smiled at her.
She took in a deep breath and sat opposite Katrina, feeling her gaze but not daring to stare at her back.
After they had all sat down and started to eat, Adam looked at Lily.
"How as college today?"
Lily looked up from her food and put down her knife and fork.
"Alright, we did some singing practise and found out the play we'll be preformed this year."
"Great, what is it?"
"Alice in Wonderland."
"What are you looking to be?"
"The Cheshire Cat."
"Best of luck."
"Thanks."
Rose fiddled with her food and left her knife and fork on the side, deciding not to eat anything.
"And you Rose? How's ninth grade?"
"Boring."
"How are your friends?"
Rose raised an eyebrow. "I only have one."
"My Rose doesn't find school boring, she loves it. She's much smarter than you."
Rose bit her lip and looked down. She heard Lily sigh loudly and Adam shook his head at Katrina.
"Darling, this is your Rose."
"No she isn't, My Rose is confident, My Rose isn't shy."
"I'm done eating, may I leave the table?" Rose said quietly to her father.
He nodded his head and smiled at her sympathetically. She walked to the kitchen with her plate and just stood there.
"My Rose waits until I'm finished eating to leave, she has respect for me."
"Listen, no-one cares about your Rose, so shut up!"
"Lily!" Adam hissed at her.
"Don't you dare talk to me like that, young lady!"
"Well, you aren't my mother, so I can talk to you however I bloody want to!"
"Lily, go to your room, now!"
"My room?! How old do you think I am? 12? I'm 22 for God's sake!"
"That does not give you the right to treat your mother like that!"
"I am not her mother!"
"She's not my mother!"
Rose ran past them quickly and leaped up the stairs to her room, shutting the door behind her loudly and broke down in tears on her bed.
No, not my bed, Rose's bed.
But I am Rose!
She barely knew what to think anymore.
Still in tears, she put her head under her pillow to drown out the shouting and cried herself to sleep.
How is it? Anything you think I need to change? Damian should be introduced in the next chapter, and all will be clearly explained soon, though I'd love to hear your thoughts on this!
- Zara xo