Some nights were better than others.

Tonight was not a better night.

Barbara found herself staring at the phone.

She needed to pick it up and dial the damn number.

She needed to explain why these things happened.

He labeled her a "whore."

Tears still stung her eyes.

How could he say that?

Batgirl was the first he wanted.

Because he loved her, he hated her. She ripped his heart in two.

Her throat ached. Her eyes burned.

But she knew she'd eventually go back to the manor.

To his large bed.

And Dick wouldn't get his much deserved explanation.