Hello my fan fiction fallowing friends! I apologize for the not recent updates on this story. I've taken notice of the recent followers and comments, and decided to continue this fanfic , but it probably wont be very good because I hardly remember what I last wrote, alright enjoy!
Dick walked into school, outraged. It seems as though Bruce had banned him from everything! He cant be on the team, or see Wally as often as he'd like. So what if the treatment wasn't going as well as Bruce wanted, these things take time! 'I don't care if you have a busy schedule!' though Dick. 'you think I don't! don't give me attitude for my problems!' he slammed his locker shut, and headed to class.
He couldn't concentrate. His pills gave him head aches, his grades were plummeting, everything was going astray, he doesn't know how to fix it. The conversation with Bruce came back to his head, and haunted him through the school day.
"We need to talk." he started. Dick put his hands on his hips.
"well, then start talking, I'm not stopping you."
"Black Canary says you've stopped talking to her."
"well, she does a lot of talking."
"you need to do the talking. Alfred picked up your new antidepressant pills from the pharmacy." he threw them to Dick.
"actually remember to take them this time."
"it's not a matter of remembering, I just didn't want to."
"don't you want to get better?"
"you make it sound like there's something wrong with me." Bruce stood up.
"there is something wrong. You shouldn't be feeling like this."
"I'm an angst teenager what do you expect?"
"Dick."
"Look I know how to deal with my problems, without all this." Bruce grabbed his wrist and held it up to him.
"you call this dealing with your problems!?" Dick ripped his arms away.
"is that all?" he asked. Bruce stood up strait
"yes." he left a moment later.
Dick was pulled back to the classroom by the bell. he didn't want to be there. It was boring and stressful, and annoying. 'so why not leave' he thought, before heading to his next class.
He skipped the rest of school and walked around for a wile. Her had nowhere to go for a few hours. When school was about to end he headed back so Alfred could pick him up.
He went home and strait to his room. I knock came at his door about an hour later. Bruce entered.
"I though you were at work." said Dick without looking up at him.
"I was, until I heard you skipped class." Dick cringed. He was in for it now.
"why would you do that?" said Bruce.
"you're grades are already bad, you've just made things harder on yourself."
"I skipped once, what's the big deal?"
"the big deal is that I though you were better than this, Dick."
"well apparently not."
"you cant do this."
"why not? So it doesn't ruin my reputation?"
"Dick."
"or better yet, your reputation! You cant have the adopted son of the great Bruce Wayne skip class, or get bad grades, or be depressed! It'll just give you a bad reputation."
"it's not like that! I'm trying to do what's best for you."
"you know what's best for me! For everyone to just leave me alone!" Dick backed Bruce out of the room and slammed the door in his face.
Bruce sighed. This was going to be a long process.
There you go! It'll probably be a wile until the next update, sorry it's so short, this was a spur of the moment chapter.
Hope you enjoyed!