A new day, a new glass of OJ. I have no clue what that means but, why not. (Let's make this a quote)
I kept falling
Farther and farther
Raven grabbed the others excluding Robin and explained the situation.
"So, let me get this straight, Robin is a cutter." Cyborg said, not expecting Robin to be like this. Raven cringed at the harsh word, cutter, she always hated the term. It felt like an insult rather than a term.
"Yes, and I think he may be planning to-" Raven trailed off not wanting to finish the sentence. Everyone seemed to understand, everyone that is, except for Starfire. She sat there with her eyebrows srunched up trying her best. Cyborg tried to explain it to her multiple to no avail. Eventually they just gave up.
"So what are we going to do?" Beast Boy asked in a quiet, timid voice. Raven shook her head.
"I don't know. I guess we could take turns watching him." The teen suggested.
" No, he'd get suspicious. I could set up a camera in his room." Cyborg suggested.
"No, he'd find it right away." The three teens came up with a plan.
The next morning Beast Boy knocked on Robin's door. It opened after a few minutes, Robin was standing with a flustered look on his face, he had one arm hidden behind his back.
"Hey Rob, I heard they have a festival down town today. Wanna come?"
"What about Cyborg?"
"He says all the greasy food and stuff messes with his gear."
Until you grabbed my hand
You made me promise to never let go
"Okay, I'll be out in a minute." The door shut and Robin slid down against it with a sigh. That was too close. He thought. Robin hid away his blade and wrapped his arm. He didn't go as far up as last time so, his glove covered it. Robin walked out and joined Beast Boy. Starfire was waiting. Together the three walked down town. Robin expected a festival but, was met with none. Instead he was pulled into an ally, Beast Boy turned into a python and wrapped himself around Robin to restrain him. Robin fought back only to be pinned down by Starfire and Cyborg.
"You set me up!" He cried out, still struggling against his captors. Robin was getting harder and harder to hold down.
"For a twig, he's really strong." Cyborg commented trying his best to hold down the squirming teen.
"It's not about strength, you just have to know the right moves." With that Robin freed his leg enough to kick Cyborg in the face. Starfire still had his arms so he used her shoulders as a spring board. Flipping through the air Robin landed on a street lamp, he then jumped onto a rooftop and began running. The three titans who could fly went after him. Cyborg ran through the allies. Raven used her magic to hold Robin back mid jump. He fought back against the force.
"I can't hold him much longer." Raven informed, her voice strained. Starfire flew over to Robin and held a chloroform rag over his mouth and nose. When she was sure Robin was asleep, Raven let go. They carried him home.
Robin woke up in the tower infirmary. He was held down by the same straps from when he had hallucinations. He began to panic, the heart monitor next to him began beeping rapidly. He pulled against the restraints so hard his wrist and ankles began bleeding. Two pairs of hands held him down, they called his name but, Robin didn't listen. The only thing running through his head was I have to get out! I need to get out! They'll torture me! Get out! Get out! Another familiar voice was in his head, Raven's voice. Robin! Calm down. You're fine. With that Robin calmed a little, his heart rate was still a little high though.
"Why did you do this?" He asked through gritted teeth. The others didn't notice Robin reach for a bird-a-rang. He silently began cutting through the restraints.
"Because you need help." Cyborg answered, his voice was filled with anger. Robin continued cutting.
"I'm perfectly fine."
"You call this fine!" This time it was Beast Boy who spoke. His voice higher than normal, unshead tears threatened to fall from his eyes. Robin was close.
"You are not fine, Robin. You are hurting yourself. Please let us help." Starfire begged, tears falling down her face. He was through the strap. All he needed was a little privacy.
"I'm fine." Robin stated blandly. Cyborg threw up his hands in frustration and left the room. He was soon followed by the rest. Raven was the last to leave, before she exited, she went over to Robin and placed a small kiss on his forehead.
But, I broke that promise
And I'm so sorry
"We'll fix this." She assured, it wasn't quite clear if she was assuring herself or Robin. With that Robin was alone. He lifted his free arm and cut the rest of the restraints. Robin knew he had to be fast so he ripped off the monitor wires, opened the window then jumped in the air duct at almost the same second. Just as he expected the team rushed in just as he closed the vent. Robin saw the fear in their eyes as they looked out the open window. He heard their relieved sighs as they didn't find a bloody body below. Robin made the mistake of shifting a little too quickly in the air vent. He saw Beast Boy point at the vent. Reacting quickly Robin soundlessly glided through the air ducts. He knew Beast Boy would be following him as a fly or something small, what he didn't expect was to hear Raven's voice in his mind. Robin! I need you to listen! We are trying to help you. Please, I can't lose you too. Just let us help. Raven seemed to be pleading. Robin shook off the silly thought. I'm sorry Raven. I'm sorry for ever knowing you, ever loving you. I'm so sorry that I have to break your heart like this. It's somewhat poetic really. I'll fall just like them. Robin laughed. What a way to die. He slid out of the vents and onto the roof. He stood at the edge, looking down reminded him of that night.
I had to let go
That's what I keep telling myself
Robin took off his mask and threw it to the side. He didn't want to fall as Robin, he wanted to fall as Dick. He wanted to fall as the boy who used to soar high above the ground without fear. He wanted to fall as the boy who cried over his parents' broken bodies. He wanted to fall as the boy who was taken in by Bruce Wayne. Not as the teen who left him. Dick pulled out the photo of him and his parents. He smiled at the photo.
I had to let go
I had to let go
"On last act." He said to himself, he let gravity take his body. He saw the stars for one last time before he'd be among them.
But, maybe if I held on tighter
I keep falling
Farther and farther
And all because I let go
This poem is called Broken Promises, I'll try to get this one published too. If you think I should do a story of just a bunch of poems, please say so in the comments.