Lila had arrived when she was 13. She had stolen all her friends. She was bullied by her class. Chloe apologized and was her only friend in her class, but she moved to New York to spend more time with her mother.
She was alone. Marinette decided to...
I'm alone at the manor. Father has left on a mission in Paris with the heathens. I think it's to investigate stories of parisian heros. Apparently, there was a few heroes and a villain. The villain was apparently stopped, but he wants to know why he hadn't heard of it while it was going on.
He won't be back for a while. Alfred knows that I can look after myself, so he has left to visit some old friends for the week.
I'm left alone with my thoughts. School is boring, so it doesn't give me anything to do except find new ways to make the harlots understand that I will never date them. I ignore them most of the time, except when they are too up in my face and I snap at them. Jon says that I've calmed down quite a bit since the gala, that I am not as aggressive.
The truth is that I'm not even paying attention to the world around me anymore. In class I spend most of my time thinking of Marinette. Maybe if I had done something differently, we would still be talking, be together, even if we were just friends...
I work out a lot to empty my mind, but it always goes back to her.
Titus wants me to bring him for a walk. I grab his lead and his ball and head to the park. I play with him for a while before sitting down under the Willow tree. Where I met Her...
Maybe if I had been at the gala I would have seen her...
Maybe I should have told her that I am a Wayne...
Thousands of thoughts plague my mind.
Titus is trying to calm me, but it isn't working. I quickly get up and hurry home. I go to my room and try to clear my mind by sketching. It doesn't work.
I go patrol the city. It's daytime, so there isn't much activity, but watching the beople below me walk around is soothing.
°Time skip°
I spent the day like this. I only realized that I had been there for hours when Jon arrived and asked me if I was ready for patrol. I nodded and just followed him. We stopped a robbery, but that's it. He soon had to head home. We said our goodbyes before I went back to the empty manor.
I eat dinner and watch a movie. Bad idea.
The movie that I had put on absent-mindedly was the last one me and Marinette had watched together.
Why did I put this one on. Out of all the films we have...
I keep watching it. I don't want to turn it off. It reminds me of her. I don't know if that's a good thing or not. Memories of that night come flooding back. I miss her.
Maybe I could have done something differently... Maybe we shouldn't have slept together... Maybe she thought I was using her... I wish I had the answer.
Maybe she's looking for me? No... She ghosted me. Why would she?
Maybe she killed herself. She did have self-harm scars. I hope that's not the case...
I fall asleep. Memories of the time we spent together haunt my dreams.
When I wake up, I take a cold shower to try to get my thoughts together before heading to "school".
The day went by too slowly. The harlots kept trying to gain my attention and the teachers were not helping me keep my mind busy.
Jon was sick and couldn't come to school to help me stop my mind from going to the wrong place.
I spent my breaks in the library. I had picked a random book and had read it in under an hour.
°Time skip°
After having snapped at two teachers and three harlots, the school day was finally over. I headed home and finished my homework. Patrol was overly quiet. Not a single crime. No break-ins, no attacks, not even a single drug dealer to be found. I ended up going home after I had patroled the city twice.
I ate dinner and, bored out of my mind, I went to my room. Alfred will be back tomorrow. Maybe he will be able to keep me busy.
I lie in bed wondering what to do. I think about my life. How I got to this point. The League, moving to Gotham... All of the important things that happened to me. The last one was, of course, last summer.
I stare at the ceiling for what feels like hours. At some point, I must have started crying, because my cheeks were wet. As sunlight starts to filter though my curtains, I realize that I don't have the energy to do anything. I want to stay in bed all day. I don't even have the energy to shower or eat.
The day slowly goes by. Alfred gets back around 2 pm. I say hello, but don't leave my bed. As dinner time came around, I grabbed my blanket and used it as Armour to protect me from the outside world.
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Alfred doesn't say anything. I eat before going back to my room and calling Jon.
Jon : Hi Dali! What's up?
Damian with a tired and groggy voice : I won't make it to patrol.
Jon : Are you okay? Are you sick? You sound sick! Is Alfred back? I'll call him to tell him you're-
Damian : He is back. Now, stop rambling. I need to get changed. Goodnight.
Jon : Bye Dam-
I ended the call. Now that I'm up, I am going to shower and change into comfortable clothes.
I grab a random hoodie and some sweatpants before heading to the bathroom.
The warm water feels great against my skin. I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling for a few minutes. I make sure I' m clean before exiting the shower. I get dressed. As I am putting on the hoodie, I realize which one I picked. The one Angel gave me. I lay on my bed and find the note she left me in it once again. I read it over and over again. I read it until I can't take it anymore and I start crying.
