"You little shit" SMACK SMACK "How fucking dare you embarrass me in front of your grandfather" BAM SMACK

"Strip out of your shirt NOW" the woman commanded the six year old, grabbing the threaded whip she made her first mark along the child's back

"You will NOT make a sound and you WILL count after each one"

WHAM "One"

WHAM "Two"

WHAM "Three"

WHAM "Four"

...

WHAM "Eleven"

WHAM "Twelve"

WHAM "Thirteen"

WHAM "Fourteen"

WHAM "Fifteen"

"Now I don't want you to EVER embarrass me like that again am I clear" throwing the bloody whip on the ground she left the small child to think about his actions


•Damian•

Hmm everything felt so fuzz...it was like I was dreaming but with my eyes open...it reminded me of when I lived in Saudi Arabia

"Damian...how are you feeling" it's like all the colors faded making everything look blue

"Fine...i guess" looking around only father, Dinah were present

"Damian I gave you a tranquilizer you should feel better" but i don't just numb

"Well things are going to be different... you will be seeing Dinah for now on for counseling and you will be monitored at all times, I'll give you two some space" with that father left the room

"He doesn't mean anything by it and he's really worried about you, we all are" tsk annoying

"Stop... acting like the others and pretending to care"

"Damian that's not true you are loved"

"No one loves me I'm just a waste of space, and they only "care" because i almost died"

"Well I'm here to correct that because I can ensure you that you are loved very much, so your father told me a few things"

"Tsk figures"

"He believes something's happened to you while talia was raising you but we're not going to talk about that right now your first session will be on the 14th but until then relax" giving my thigh a squeeze she left the room

KNOCK KNOCK the door cracked open revealing the sides of Drake's face "C...can we come in"

"Yeah... come in"


"He needs time Bruce and once..."

"We can only do so much for him being that we have no idea what Talia did"

"Well therapy will help him open up and once that happens he'll tell me what she did" leaning against the door Bruce faced Dinah

"All of this isn't just her fault but mine as well, I knew what kind of person ra's was and of course his daughter is just like him...I was just angry"

"Angry at what?"

"Damian--i was angry that Damian was my son"

"Bruce--"

"I know it's not his fault... I'm a selfish person and Damian is a product of me and Talia no matter how i look at it, I treated the others as my real children but I haven't been treating Damian the same--no matter the circumstances I should've treated him like my son not caring that Talia was his mother"

"...Well if you like you can do family therapy as well that might--help figure things out and we can go from there"

...Time the thing we need most in life that many take for granted until it's no longer there or when time is so far gone you lose yourself in the past.


Sorry it's been so long things have been happening in my personal life so more chapters will be posted soon