A.N.
Okay this may be a little angsty or a lot of angsty, actually it's sort of depressing (fair warning).
Falling, yes I am falling
And she keeps calling me back again
Dick was done; he just couldn't do it anymore. He just couldn't go on living each day like everything was always so fucking perfect. Because it wasn't, it was horrible, and full of horrible people who did horrible things.
There were a few bright spots in his life Bruce, the team, Robin but none of them where good enough to overlook the bad. His parent's murder, the abuse he suffered at the hands of his "care takers" at the foster home. The bullying he had to suffer through every signal day he walked into Gotham academy, and the sick twisted rumors about him and Bruce. All of which haunted him at night plaguing his dreams, sucking the light from everything.
These were also the thoughts that ran through his head as he slowly made his way out onto the roof of Gotham's tallest building, Wayne Enterprise. Kind of poetic if you thought about it, he was planning on dyeing like his parents had, on the structure that belong to his other father.
He knew the team would be sad at the news of his death but they would move on, and hopefully understand why, he had left a letter for that very reason to show them why, and Alfred would make sure Bruce didn't do anything stupid at the news. Taking a deep breath he stepped up on the ledge, feeling the breeze he closed his eyes, imaging his parents face from another trapeze across from him, all he needed to do was jump and he'd be right there with them.
"Vin băieți, ne vedem în curând."* He whispered, and then he lifted his foot.
"DICK WAIT!" He paused opening his eyes he turned back and saw a mass of flaming red hair whipping around the tear stained face of his girlfriend.
"Bab's what are you doing here?" he asked genuinely surprised, they shouldn't have been able to have found him yet. She glared at him.
"What do you mean, what am I doing here. What the hell are you thinking, get down from there." She said firmly but he could hear the underlining fear behind those words. He smiled bittersweetly as he felt tears roll down his face.
"I can't Babs." She put her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow.
"And why can't you?" she asked more fear coming out of her voice.
"Because then you'll call Bruce and he'll stop me, and I'll have to go back and live, and I just can't do it anymore." His voice crack on the last word, Barbra's face softened tears coming down her face.
"Oh Dick." She said softly, she was silent for a moment, and he was just about ready to return to the task at hand, when she strolled up next to him, shedding her light jacket and stepping up onto the ledge with him. Dick stared at her baffled.
"What are you doing?" She turned towards him, her face set into a determined frown.
"Well obviously you're not getting down from here, and if you die there's no way that I'm going to be able to keep on living. So when you jump I jump." He stared at her bewildered.
"Are you insane, think of how everyone would react think about your father." Barbra rolled her eyes at him annoyed.
"They'd probably feel the same way Bruce and the team would feel about you. I told you, you jump I jump." She wasn't joking he could tell (they weren't best friends for nothing.) Sighing he stepped down, there was no way he'd let Barbra throw away her life just because of him. She smiled widely jumping down she pulled him into a deep hug. Sobbing he buried his head into her shoulder.
"Dick, I now that things are bad, but think of Bruce and Alfred they would be torn, when he read your note…..you should have seen him, it was like all hope evaporated with in him. And me well I was this close to killing you myself for even thinking about going through with it." Dick felt guilt flood inside him, he hadn't wanted to hurt anybody.
"I'm sorry." He said softly as she rubbed his back.
"Just promise me that you'll never do it again all right?" she felt him nod sighing she removed one of her arms from around him, to pull out her communicator.
"Batgirl to Batman, I got him where heading home." And with that she led him away from the building towards his family, thankful that she hadn't lost her boyfriend, her best friend.
A.N.
*Vin băieți, ne vedem în curând.- I'm coming guys, I'll see you soon.
Wow that was super depressing to write. But I hope you enjoyed, Review/Comment and check out my other stories (comment on those). One of my stories Claustrophobia actually goes in depth on Dicks abuse in foster homes. Hope you liked!
