Maybe if I leave, they will, see?

Untitled Part 1

Tim's p.o.v

"You should stay the night after the injuries you acquired tonight, I would feel better if you did." Bruce's voice booms behind my head "I-" "yeah ok dad I'll stay the night" Jason cuts in "good because there is no way I was letting you ride home tonight" I look away from them and back at the first aid kit looking for a roll of bandages "dick you staying tonight we can have a movie night" Jason yells to the other end of the cave "yeah jaybird I'll stay" dick yells back I find all I would need and limped over to Bruce "hey Bruce could you-" I try to ask if he can patch me up "father is there a possibility that you could help me with the report from tonight?" Damian of course it's Damian "yeah I can help what is it you are needing?" Bruce walks away with Damian explaining what he needs help with "but I can't stitch my side on my own" I disburse to myself looking at the stab wound on my side "dick?" I look up and I'm alone in the cave 'oh they left that's ok, I can't just fix this up on my own, it can't be that hard to do I think as I start running the needle through my flesh it takes about five stitches before I back out waking up on the floor thirty minutes later not having been moved not having been stitched up 'they forgot about me" start to cry as I continue to stitch my side doing a horrible job of it. Eventually, I stitch it up and start to stand feeling dizzy I sit back down my vision swirling. nothing but darkness meats me.