The Family of Bats (DRABBLES)

If We Don't Leave Now, We'll Never Make It Out

This one is inspired by "Sleep on the Floor" by The Lumineers. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

He huffed as he grabbed a t-shirt from his closet and threw it in the bag that was on his bed.

He roughly pulled the drawstring on it and slung it over his back.

Ruffling his hair, he slipped his wallet into his pocket, the pocket with the withdrawal slip.

Taking a deep breath, he started making his way down the hallway and down the steps to the front door. 

"Master Richard, are you sure?" Alfred asked, eyes looking saddened. 

"I have to go. This isn't my home anymore. Not when Bruce is here and acting like that. And you heard him, Alfie. I'm done and to be gone soon. Besides, he has a replacement already." Dick growled lightly, thinking of Jason in HIS suit.

"I know what I heard, but I can always hope to have my family in one house." Alfred smiled sadly.

"I'm sorry, Alfred, but I have to go. I'll come to visit sometime though." Richard smiled at him. 

"Forgive me for not being so formal, but I must do this too." Alfred said as he collected Dick into a big hug. "Be safe, my grandson." 

"I will, Alfred. Or I'll try my best with my nighttime activities." Dick smiled.

"Of course. And you can always call for help." Alfred said, letting go of Richard.

"Thanks, Alfred." Richard said, composing himself and adjusting his bag. 

Alfred watched as Richard walked out the door, got on his motorcycle, and drove out from Wayne Manor.

A week later, he got a call that Jason was dead.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I know, not the right timeline of events and all, but I just needed to kickstart my writing again and I was feeling angsty was the way to go.

Sorry for being gone so long.

~Raven <3