THE SCAR THAT NEVER BLED

| DOUCHEBAGS, RIGHT? |

November 3rd 1977

It was a few days after I told Robin all about Louis. I didn't hear much about Robin after that. I was walking to school minding my business until I saw a person run by me. I decided to follow them being the curious soul that I am. By the time I got there. Robin was beating the holy hell out of somebody. I assumed that it was Matty, buzz or some other asshole in our school but no...it was Louis

Louis had pale grey upturned eyes,slim face features,brown haired, a mullet that parted in the middle and what was slightly fluffed. He had a sight build and was a bit shorter than Robin,

Robin had him against a fence, punching his face over and over again. Robin had some red scratches on his left cheek that wore bleeding, I was watching this from the side so I saw some of his face.

Robin let him go and he immediately ran off the scene,went across the road to meet his company.Robin also walked off the scene. I watched his fists as he watched by, there was so much blood on them it was dripping

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I walked into the bathroom,the Bathroom that Robin walked into, and I didn't even care if I wasn't a boy I had to talk to Robin. He turned to me and chuckled

"I think you're in the wrong bathroom" he said

"Oh don't you 'your in the wrong bathroom me' "you know why I'm here"

"Uh I don't,actually" Robin said

"Yeah you do..why did you stick up for me?"

Robin let down his hands and sighed, he looked straight up into the mirror

"Because he's a douchebag, right? He shouldn't get away with the way he treated you.You did jack shit to him!"

I jumped at his outburst "well. Thank you. I appreciate it"

"It's whatever.. He was giving up the minute I had him against that fence anyway" he said as we both laughed

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"You best get out of here now, 'else you'll be late for class " Robin says

"No, I can't leave you like this." Stepping closer to him

"Mar-

"No seriously.let me help you" I cut him off, giving him a sincere look

After a few seconds he finally gave in "alright fine"

I walked towards him, since his hand was already rinsed from the blood I got some paper towels from the dispenser and patted it dry. Robin hissed from the pain.i looked up at him and assured him it's okay

"I know, it's just it hurts a bit"

My eyes wander to his features now noticing his nose was messed up. Dried blood leaked from it and he had some cuts on the side of his head.