(Damian's P.O.V.)

The rest of the school week flew by normally. Meet Jas out the front of the school, walk in, go to classes, meet Jas at the gym, and sometimes drop her off at work. If it wasn't a work day for her she would insist on walking home herself, and then I would give her some money so she could call me once she finished work, using the pay phone outside of the apartment complex. The phone calls didn't last long, they were mainly consisting of her saying she got home safely.

It is currently Saturday morning, I'm meeting Jas in an hour so I should probably leave in 45 minutes. I go down to the kitchen to greet Pennyworth and pick my breakfast up and take it to my room before he has time to protest.

Once I get to my room I hear a "Master Damian!" Travel through the Manor as I smirk and close my door. I finish my breakfast and the 1st chapter of my book I was reading - Ned Kelly's Secret, don't judge! It's actually a really good book. As I set my book down, my communicator beeps.

"Ugh I swear if it's just Wilkes, so help him, I will hurt him so bad even the lazarus pit won't be able to bring him back." I groan and mumble and press my communicator.

"Robin here."

"Get down to the Bat-Cave now! Two-Face has escaped." I here Batman, or, Father I should say, order me.

"Coming Father" I reply trying not to sound irritated.

Two-Face was pitiful. I almost feel apologetic for him, he was simple to beat, it took about 30 minutes, I have no major injuries, just a large scrape on my bicep I have to bandage. I just hope Jasmine won't think anything of it, I'll just say I scraped it on the edge of the dinner table, yeah... that might work... hopefully.

By the time I finished bandaging up my arm and cleaning myself off it was time to leave, it's the middle of January, and it is lightly snowing today. Pennyworth always keeps the heater on so its not cold inside, I got dressed in black skinny jeans and a dark red tee with dark green converses, and throwing on a semi-thick black hoodie and zipping it up all the way.

I would take my own motorbike but technically since I'm 15 I can't drive it yet due to American Laws, I'm only allowed to have my Leaners at the moment so I go to the next best thing, walking. I technically, may have not mentioned Jas's visit to Father, I wonder how he will react, scratch that, he won't be happy.

About 10 minutes later and a mixture of jogging and sprinting, I get there at 9:54am, she still has 6 minutes to get here.

I just hoping that she's not going to stand me up...

(Jasmine's P.O.V.)

It 8:00. I made myself a plain PBH, peanut butter and honey, sandwich for breakfast, yummy. I'm still I'm my pyjamas that consists of old track-pants and an old T-shirt, my hair is out and I'm writing this book while eating breakfast, it's called 'Silver'. (A/N: Prompts if you have read it!)

I finish my breakfast and I'm still writing 'Silver', suddenly there is a knock at the door who could that be? I'm not expecting anyone. Damian! He might of come to pick me up.

I open the door, "Damian I thou-" I cut myself off as I see who it is. Oh no. What the hell is Dad doing here?!

"Hi Dad!" I put on fake cheeriness, it's this or... Yeah, and I wouldn't want that to happen to me when I have to meet up with Damian in about 1 hour

I should leave in 30-45 minutes.

"Make me a sandwich girl!" I hear my fathers sharp voice as he walks into the 2nd part of the apartment. "And get me one of ya beers too would ya?"

"Sure Dad." I say as my cheeriness goes away. "Not like I have any choice." I grumble.

I hum to myself as I make him a cheese and jam sandwich. Yuck. But he likes it so there's not much I can do about it.

"Where my sandwich you useless brat!" I hear my father demand from the other room. Oh no, he is not happy.

"R-right here Dad." I stutter as I walk in with his sandwich and beer. Alcohol *shivvers*.

I'm hand him the food and drink and he takes it with a grunt, snatching it put of my hands. "Now, go get out of my sight." Why out of all the family's I could've been born into, I had to get an abusive father. Terrific.

I was currently in my pyjamas. It was still cold so I just wore a grey and white patterned long-sleeve top and grey and white striped pants.

I scurried away to a small room that wasn't even big enough to have a proper bed in it. I slept on an old, worn mattress. I went over a decided what to pick to wear to Damian's. Nothing fancy. Well, I don't really have anything that's fancy. Well, I have a large range of daggy. That will have to do. Maybe I'll be able to find something a little nice.

I picked out most of my outfit when my father calls me again. Uh Oh.

He looks up at me with this terrifying fire in his eyes. What did I do?

I back away as he comes closer, I retreat into a corner. He has a broken beer bottle in hand.

"You worthless, good for nothing, brat. Your selfish, slutty and a stupid woman. Your not even good enough to be entertainment." Each insult was matched with two hits from the beer bottle. After he was finished his little 'session' with me, his final blow hurt the most. He rose the bottle up, the broken shards facing down onto me. His arm came down into my stomach.

Tears were already cascading down my face as blood oozed out of the wound in my stomach.

Black dots were overwhelming my vision, darkness soon followed.

(Damian's P.O.V.)

I told Pennyworth to leave at precisely 10:00am, no matter if I was there or not. I was not.

I am still waiting for Jasmine. It does not mean she ditched me if she is 10 minutes late. She could be stuck in traffic.

She does not own a car you imbecile. Well then, she probably just... sh-she. She is standing me up and is not coming to the workout.

I knew it! And yet I was still idiotic enough to fall for her tricks. You stupid boy! You knew she was no good, and yet you still showed some emotion towards her. You idiot!

I continuously cuss myself out about considering Quest a friend as I walk back to Wayne Manor.

I had walked approximately one block when and intruding thought came to my mind. Would she not have called and made up a pitiful excuse towards why she could not come?

I changed my direction and fast pace walked it to Jasmine's apartment.

I was a matter of minutes until I arrived at her apartment.

I run up two flights of stairs, with her apartment being on floor number three out of the four floors this rundown building has structured.

Once I arrive at her apartment, 3b, I racked my knuckles against the chipped and and peeling door tree times.

No answer.

I try again.

Still no answer.

"Jas?" No reply. "Jasmine?!" Nothing. "Jasmine Quest!" No answer.

I continuously bang on the door, my volume increasing each time. Nothing. I get my lock pick from my utility belt that is hidden under my shirt at all times. The lock that was on her door ahold not even be classified as a lock. It is too easily picked.

The door swung open wait a 'woosh', hitting the wall behind it with a 'clang' because I pushed it with too much force.

I did not care at the moment. My eyes were trained on the figure in the corner of the room curled into fatal position.

No.

(Jasmine's P.O.V.)

I woke up and saw this blinding bright light, "ugh" I groan as I try to block the light out.

The White ceiling defiantly didn't help. Why is everything so bright?

"You're up." A familiar voice states. Who could tha-. Damian. I was supposed to meet him. No! What happened?!

"Ugh, what happened?" I ask quietly.

"I was hoping you could tell me" No emotion is clear when he says that, it's normal for him to show no emotion. Normal Damian.

"All I remember is... eating breakfast and writing Silver and then there was a knock at the door, I got up to answer it and..." I cut myself off suddenly remembering everything. My dad, him beating me... Where am I?!

"Jasmine? What? Who was at the door?" Damian asks.

"Where am I?" I ask avoiding the question.

"You're at the hospital. Now, who was at the door?" At least he answered my question.

"How did I get here?" Not only did that let me avoid answering his question, I'm also curious. I looked down, I was in a hospital gown.

"I-" he took a deep breath, unusual. "When you did not meet up with me at the gym, I headed to your apartment a-and when you didn't answer I knocked the door open and I f-found you in the corner. You were bleeding heavily so I called Alfred and he drove us here. What happened? Did the person that was at the door do this to you?"

"N-no, I tripped on something and banged into the wall, I was holding a glass vase it smashed, that all I remember." Please I beg the lord he believes my absolutely terrible excuse.

"Jasmine! Can you stop lying, please. Tell me what happened, the truth." I got scared when he raised his voice at me. I have no choice.

"My Dad. He was the one at the door." I rush out quickly without a second thought.

"Is he the one that did this to you?" Woah. I can hear the hidden anger in his voice.

"Yes." Why do I keep talking!?

"That Bastard!" Damian cusses.

"Dami. Dami it's alright." I try to calm him down, sitting up for the first time since I woke, wouldn't want him going on a 'mood'.

"Alright?! Alright! Jasmine how can this be alright!? Your father is abusing you and you say it's alright!" Damian's voice is harsh and loud, is made me sink back into the hospital bed I was sitting in.

He must have seen the fear in my eyes for his features suddenly softened.

"Jasmine. Look, you are being abused by your Dad and I can not understand why he would hurt you. Why anyone would hurt you." His tone was soft, as if he just poured his sole out.

"Dami, it is alright. He's gone. He isn't coming back for a while." I put a soothing tone in my voice.

"What is his name?" He suddenly demands. What?

"What? Why do you want to know?" I try to reason.

"What is his name?" He asks a little harsher but still calm.

"Markus Hanert Pillophinie." I stated quietly.

"By the different last name I am concluding that you took your mother's last name?" I just nod my head silently to him.

"What was her name?" Wow. This isn't get to know my parents day Dami.

"Rose Mindy Quest." I state with a proud tone. "My full name is Jasmine Rose Quest, y'know, after my mum."

He gave a small smile at this.

Gosh, I love his smile. Wait what!?

(Bruce's P.O.V.)

This stupid girl has some how managed to capture Damian's heart without even realising it.

I was in the Bat-Cave replaying the security footage to when Miss Quest was still unconscious, fuming as he did so.

Jasmine Quest was laying in the hospital bed, asleep. Damian was talking to her, suddenly he said, "I care about you. A lot. And I do not care for many in my life. I love you Jasmine Quest."

At that moment, Damian leant over to Jasmine and placed his warm, rough lips on her cold, delicate ones.

He then sat back after a few seconds and for the first time he cried. Silently as tears slipped from his eyes cascading down his face as he grabbed her hand and placed his head on the edge of the hospital bed.

How am I going to break this friendship, I need Damian focused on trying and combat only. No room for caring about people.

I need to get that girl out of Damian's life...

A/N: I'm really sorry guys I have taken so long to update. I have had major writers block. I'll try to update soon but right now my main focus is Silver so go read that if you want more.

Love you all my Racecars

-Racce