Chapt.25

"Lancy, I gotta do something, but I should be back later tonight. Alright?" Livy questioned, and Lancy nodded her head with a small smile.

"Okay. You know, feel free to leave anytime. Don't feel like you need to stay here all the time. If your uncomfortable or don't like it-"

"You're not getting rid of me that easily." She chuckled. "I'll see you later."

"See ya." Lancy grinned with a small wave, and Livy left the room.

However, once Livy left, Lancy frowned a bit.

Is what that one guy, Damian, said true? Is Livy really miserable here? I love her… I don't want her to be miserable. I need to get better soon. The sooner I get better, the sooner Livy can be free and happy again.

Lancy sighed heavily.

"Why do I make everyone I love miserable?" she whispered.

~*~*~*~*~later~*~*~*~*~

"Y'know, I'm kinda happy you wanted to see me. Don't have a lot of friends so I usually don't get visitors."

Livy was sitting in front of Maxwell Boyer with a glass separating them. She was listening to his voice with a phone.

Max was in jail, serving his sentence of 10 to 15 years on charges of kidnapping and assault.

"Anyway, did you come here for information? I don't know much about anything, but I'll give any questions you have a whack." Max said with a smile.

Livy was a bit surprised that after everything that went down, Max was still alright with her. And to be honest, she felt that Max was the only unbiased party that she could talk to.

"Actually, I don't have any questions about information you might give me." Livy sighed. "I... I just want to talk. I need to talk to someone about... A guy I know. And I feel like I can't talk to anybody without risking him finding out. That is, except you."

"So you want to talk to me about boys?" Max questioned with a chuckle. "Ha. Sounds like fun. Who's the guy?"

Livy bit her lower lip nervously as her eyes lowered, causing Max to laugh harder.

"You're adorable." He grinned. "If I could reach through the glass, I'd pinch your cheeks."

"Max..."

"Oh, settle down. You're like a little sister to me. I may be a pervert, but I make sure not to have sexual feelings towards people who I consider like family.

"You need help." Livy sighed, and Max nodded.

"Yeah, I know. They're sending a psychiatrist in to help me out. Apparently it's not good how I think." Max sighed with a small shrug.

"Who would've thought." Livy murmured, rolling her eyes. "Anyway, the guy I'm talking about is… Robin."

"Robin? The guy who acts like he's got a stick up his ass? Why him?" Max inquired, intrigued.

Livy sighed, running her hands through her hair, which she refrained from braiding that day.

"I have no clue. He drives me crazy majority of the time, and he can be a real ass some days, but then there's times when he's… he's…"

"When he's sexy?"

"When he's kind." Livy corrected. She then looked at him skeptically. "how many times have you visited the psychiatrist?"

"I actually haven't yet." Max smiled. "My appointment's in two days."

"Understood." She nodded with a small sigh.

"So… you think this guy is kind even though he's an ass for most of the time?" Max inquired.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"It's sounds like a no brainer to me. He's not good enough for you and you deserve a better guy. Case closed. Problem solved." Max shrugged.

"I tell myself that, but then he becomes Mr. Prince Charming." Livy frowned.

"Well, unless he started acting like Prince Charming every day, I wouldn't go for him if I was you." Max informed honestly.

Livy was silent for a moment, then whispered,

"It feels so strange."

"What does?" Max inquired, cocking his head to the side.

"Loving someone when you shouldn't."

"Whoa. Whoa. You actually love him? This isn't a little crush or anything?" Max questioned and Livy huffed in frustration.

"I dunno… Yes?" she sighed heavily. "I guess."

"Wow, I can see why your frustrated." Max nodded. "Have you ever tried… I don't know… going on a date with him? like, get to know each other?"

"We talked on rooftops." Livy shrugged. "And when I was young he was by my bedside after I got shot." Max's eyes widened.

"You got shot?"

"Yeah, in the stomach." Livy informed and Max frowned, looking down at the ground.

"What is it, Max?" Livy questioned, seeing the pained face that the man had.

"I'm sorry, Livy."

"For what?"

"For pulling a gun on you. For threatening to shoot you. For wanting to-"

"I get it, Max." Livy stated. "But as long as you get some help here, everything is going to be alright."

"Thanks." Max grinned. "Now, I know that you want some advice for your boy problems, but give me some time to think about it. Your situation is definitely a unique one." he chuckled. "How about in the meantime you tell me what you've been up to. Nothing lucrative of course, I don't want to be killed being a liability or something. Just small stuff. I mean, you got shot. That's something new that I didn't know. What else?"

"Well… Red Hood also turned out to be my biological dad."

"What?"

"True story." Livy laughed.

She and Max talked until her time was up, and Max had to be taken back to his cell by the guards.

Before he hung up the phone, Max questioned,

"Hey, Livy, can you do me a favor?"

"What is it?" she inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Next Sunday, can you please go to Saint George's Church and stay through the service. Can you do it for me? It's not too far from where I used to live." Max informed, but Livy looked a bit apprehensive.

"It's a good place, Livy. Please?" Max gave her a hopeful look, and Livy reluctantly nodded her head.

Max said his good bye, then was gone, and Livy was walking back to the hospital. It was dark out, but that didn't bother her. Her mind was on other things besides what could be lurking in the dark.

Livy knew that Max couldn't be trusted one hundred percent, but she felt like she needed to talk to someone about Damian to.

She didn't want to talk to Lancy about love, nor did she want to talk about love to any of the other prostitutes. She couldn't talk to love with Selina, because Selina knew who Damian was, and she was a bit embarrassed for loving him in the first place. The same reason applied to Kor'i, Roy, Colin, and Jason.

So to her, talking to Max seemed to be the best option.

However it hardly solved anything, and she hated herself for feeling something more than just respect towards Damian.

Once she got back to the hospital, Lancy was asleep, and Selina had gone home.

There was a note on the chair, and Livy's eyes quickly scanned over it.

Livy,

Meet me at the Manor when you get this note.

-Damian

Livy took in a deep breath, trying to steady her fluttering heart, then looked over at Lancy, who was sleeping peacefully in bed, breathing evenly in and out.

Several minutes later, Livy left the hospital to go to Wayne Manor.

She left behind a letter for Lancy on the bed that read:

Dear Lancy,

I'm heading off to do some business. I should be back soon.

Love,

Livy