AN: OK OK I know its been a while... I've got an interesting chapter to make up for it (hopefully).
Everything's been boring around here lately.
Nothing's happened in therapy really. Dr. Peacock just asked me about my childhood and shit.
After admitting Queen totally abandoned him, Roy acted a little reserved around me. That lasted for like a day before we when back to our weird selves.
No ones come to visit in a while which isn't really a problem, but I'm kinda curious about what's up.
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"Jay!" Roy shouted sitting down at our regular table.
"What!" I shouted by rolling my eyes playfully.
The red head walked around the table and whispered in my ear,
"I have an idea."
This is never good. (But always fun.)
"What is it?" I said lowering my voice.
"Let's sneak into the female ward."
I gapped at him.
"Are you crazy?" I hissed.
"Yes."
A smile spread across his face.
"Let's do it." My lips mirrored his.
It would be good to crack out my Todd charm again.
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We developed a very complicated plan (which was really just sneaking away on our way to the bathroom during dinner, stealthing around a little bit, and throwing utensils across the hall the lure the guards away) and made our way into the female ward.
We walked around for a little bit before some guard yelled from down the narrow hallway.
The two of us ran and ducked into a random room waiting for the guard to pass.
"We've been in here for five minutes and haven't seen any babes yet!" I grumbled turning to Roy and jutting my bottom lip out.
Someone cleared their throat behind us.
Ahh shit.
I turned around slowly only to see a girl. A HOT girl.
She stood there gaping like a fish at us in her bra.
The girl had bright red hair, tanned skin, green eyes, and the HUGEST boobs.
That's when I realized we were standing in the girls shower room.
"What are you doing in here!" She squealed.
"Hey there! The names Jason." I said winking. "And you are?"
"I-I am Kori.."
"What a pretty name. I'm Roy." Roy said smirking at 'Kori'.
"Who the fuck are you talking to Kor?" Another girl walked from around the corner about to take her bra off.
"Well well..." The girl smirked.
Roy raised an eyebrow and her. She moved toward him bringing her face close to his.
"And who might you be?" She breathed.
All he did was stand there starring in her eyes.
"His names Roy." I spoke for him.
Looks like I'm the wingman.
"Roy huh?" She moved closer to his face (if possible).
"H-hi." He mumbled to her.
"My names Jade sweet cheeks.." 'Jade' winked.
"There were some boys walking around in here!" Someone said outside the door.
"We'll find them you go that way I'll check over here." A guard replied.
Looks like it's time to leave.
"Hey Roy boy, we need to split."
"Shit." He cursed stepping away from Jade.
"Hope to see ya around Kori." I winked her way and peeked my head out the door.
"Coasts clear let's go."
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We really should have some sort of entertainment in these cells of ours. (Besides that little bouncy ball... You can only do so much with it.)
What are they trying to do drive us even more crazy than we already are?
I don't like sleeping in this place 'cause all it does is give me nightmares.
Sadly, there's not really a lot of options.
Sometimes I'll dream about a memory with Bruce or Dick. (Though that kinda makes me miss them. Shhhhh. They can't know that.)
If I'm really lucky (it's only happened once or twice) I won't dream of anything. I'll have a dark dreamless sleep and enjoy the peaceful blackness. That's what I crave these days. An escape from my fucked up life.
As I close and eyes I hope to whatever god is out there that I can escape from this shitty place, even just for a little bit.
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All I can hear is faint screaming and feel a warm liquid on my hands.
A metallic scent reaches my nose and the blurs of color around me slowly came into focus.
I see Dick's surprised, hurt, and pained eyes lock on to mine.
Strangled grunts come out of his mouth.
My eyes wander down to my hands. I was holding a blade pushed into Dick's chest.
"No!" I screamed taking my hands off the blade.
"W... Why.. Jay." Dick wheezed coughing up blood.
"No! Dick. Dick!" I supported his head and pushed my hand on the wound trying the stop the flow.
"You... D... Did.. This... To me.." My brother stammered. "I... It's... Your.. Fault..."
"No.. No Dick. Dickie I didn't mean to. Please..." I started tearing up.
His shaky breathing came to a stop and all emotions left his deep blue eyes.
"Oh shit. No..." I wiped the moisture streaming down my face only to get blood on my skin.
"Jason!" A deep voice called my name behind me. Bruce. "Wha- what did you do!?"
He quickly crouched to the body in my arms roughly moving him away from me.
"You killed my son!"
"No! Dad! I didn't mean to! This wasn't... I-I don't know how it happened!"
"You didn't know how it happened! I knew I should if left on the streets! You're crazy! You killed my son!"
"I didn't mean to! Fuck, Dad you have to believe me."
His gaze darkened.
"I am not your father. You're just a lunatic street rat."
Bruce slid the blade out of Dick's cold stiff body and plunged it into my chest.
"Good bye Jason."
I let out a scream of pain.
Nonono. I'm fucking dying. Bruce is killing me.
A scream was caught in my throat when my eyes shot open.
"Jason. Are you okay?"
I let the shriek out.
"Shhhhhh. Calm down... Did you have a nightmare?"
Bruce starred at me worriedly putting a hand on my shoulder and another on my head.
I flinched at his touch.
Only a nightmare...
"Hey. Breathe." He said gently.
I took and deep breath in realizing my lungs screamed for air.
"Dad." My voice came out scratchy as if I had been yelling. "What are you doing here?"
He took his hands off me.
"I came to visit but you were asleep. I said I was going to catch up on some paper work till you got up..." A brief case and paper work lay on the floor by a chair.
"... And you started screaming in your sleep."
"Oh."
"Are you okay?" He repeated.
"Yeah.. Sure I'll be fine. I get nightmares all the time here."
Bruce frowned.
"I can handle it. Alright?"
I decided to change the subject.
"So what's been keeping you away these days? You haven't come around here for a while. Found a new girl or something Mr. Playboy Billionaire?" I smirked at him.
"No." The man scoffed glaring at me.
His facial expression changed quickly to something I couldn't quite place.
Worry? Guilt? Something like that.
"Is something wrong?" I felt nervous. I hate it when Bruce actually shows his emotions. He's my fearless father and when he's worried about something we all should be too.
"The Drakes are dead."
"What?" I gasped.
The Drakes were the family living the next mansion over from us. Mother, father, and son. They seemed nice from what I saw. Though the kid was so shy and clung to his parents like glue at public events. Poor g-
"Jack and Janet Drake were murdered in their house. Someone broke in and killed them. Tim Drake survived though. He was in his room the time of the homicide."
So the kid didn't die...
"He discovered the bodies of his parents?"
"Yeah."
Shit that's gotta be rough. He's only eleven... I think. (Something like that.)
"What's going to happen to him?"
Bruce hesitated with his answer.
"... I offered to let him stay with us."
"Oh."
Should of guessed.
We sat in silence for a little bit. A Drakes staying at the manor now..
"Is it permanent?" I asked.
"I don't know."
Silence again.
"I might be busy for a while. I need to get the paper work done and he'll need time to adjust to everything changing around him..."
"Yeah. I get it." I responded.
"It might be a while until I can come see you again."
"Alright."
"I would bring Tim to meet you but-"
"It's not really the best idea for the kid to meet a murderer after his parents were killed."
"You're not a murderer."
"Yes, I am."
Bruce sighed.
"I... I have to go."
"Yeah okay."
He grabbed his stuff and walked to the door.
"Dad." I called.
"Yes."
"Can you do me a favour?"
Bruce raised an eyebrow.
"Have you heard of a guy by the name Roy Harper?"
"Oliver Queen's ward?"
"Yeah... Well he somehow ended up in here and we happen to be friends... apparently the idiot Queen totally abandoned Roy since shutting him in here so could you knock some sense into the guy or something? It's completely ridiculous to become responsible for a kid and abandon him when shit gets rough."
"I'll see what I can do."
With that, he walked out.
It's gunna be a while 'til Bruce visits again...
He couldn't be replacing me with that kid could he?
End of Chapter 13
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