Everything falls apart || Dick Grayson||

Chapter 15:Confession

Previously "Everything falls apart."

We arrived at the bat cave and carried her out of the car; then I saw Alfred get the medical Supplies ready and place her on the medical table. Alfred hooked her up to a heart monitor, wrapped her wrist, and then did everything he could to keep her in stable condition.

I kept thinking that I should have checked up on her. All the signs were there, and I ignored them, but I wasn't going to let her throw her life away, and when she woke up, I was going to be a better father than Oliver ever was.

Continues on

~ Four Months Later~
One might think that killing yourself would lead to lots of therapy and people taking care of you since the incident. You're probably thinking, how are you or how's it going? Let me put it to you this way, and don't get offended because this is how I feel. 

For the past four months, it's been like a rollercoaster; everyone has been friendly to me and trying to make me feel better but to be honest, It's been hard to deal with the affection everyone has given me. I had never had this type of affection, and it felt nice for once over these past months; every time Grayson would display these affections, it would make my heart flutter.

Now, I have talked to my therapist about this, which is the black canary, and she was glad to hear because, well, for one, it wasn't the depressing shit spewing out of my mouth for once. She explains it when you like someone's affection more than everyone else, which means you want them.

I was dumbfounded that someone like me would ever like somebody. I knew he wanted me and said he loved me, but I never reciprocated those feelings because I had never felt them until now. I mean, there were moments when I wanted Grayson to comfort me and tell me that everything was going to be okay. In one of our sessions, it finally dawned on me that I liked him.

Other than that, I forgot that Bruce has been treating me like a daughter more often. Don't get me wrong; I have always seen Bruce as my father, and I know he still doesn't forgive himself for letting Oliver do the things he did to me. I know he tries his hardest and is the greatest father he can be.

Since I was out of commission for a while and "left" the team after Connor's death, I still trained and kept up with my skills, but Bruce has been asking me to rejoin them, and I gave it a thought. It would be best for me to be on the sidelines of the operations. I would still help them with training and sometimes on missions, but only if necessary.

I was sitting at the bat computer and looking for possible missions to assist on; then I felt someone coming behind me. I turned the chair around, and it was Grayson. He came closer to me and leaned over to touch the chair's handles. He looked at me, and I looked at him, then I said, "can I help you with something, Grayson?."

He replied, "I would like to take you somewhere."

I said, "where?."

He shook his head and said, "now, you will find out yourself, so get dressed, sweetheart."In a flirtatious tone.

I could feel my cheeks get a little hot and flushed, so he walked away from me and sat there for a minute. I didn't know what happened and wondered, did he ask me out on a date?

I didn't want to dwell on it too long, so I went upstairs and started getting ready. I looked through my closet and found this lacy short black dress, then I paired it with a black jacket to go over it and a pair of black Hercules shoes to tie the whole look together.