Chalant Candlelight

Chapter 41

(Robin's POV)

72 missed calls from ZZZZZ

39 missed calls from Wals of the West

23 missed calls from B-man

11 missed calls from Arty-Pants Crook

What am I doing here? In her bed of all places? Do I hate myself this much? Why do I constantly run back to people who hurt me?

Probably because it was easier to take a hit when I was numb than to take a hit from someone someone I cared about so deeply. Zatanna stayed stuck in my head, her actions hurt worse than getting hit by a car, worse than getting slapped around, worse than being called a sl*t, or a charity case, or whatever true things people said about me these days. But after everything I confided in Zatanna, after everything that happened that night she still decided I'd be better off with a dose of Ivy's poison in me. I thought I could trust her, I thought she cared about me, was it all too much for her? Was I too much? Was I that much of an emotional wreck? I shouldn't have confided in her.

I sigh, throwing my phone on a nearby loveseat as Ivy snuggles closer to my chest, stirring slightly from her sleep,

"Mmm, can I ask you a question?" She asked slowly opening her eyes,

"hmm?"

"Why did you come here, to me I mean?" She batted her lashes at me,

"Why do you care why I came here?"

"Why were you crying?" She insisted on getting something out of me,

"Why do you care why I was crying?"

"You were so angry,"

"Why do you care?" I sat up, raising my voice at her as she followed suit,

"Who said I cared?" She yelled even louder, "Why would I care?"

"Then why do you keep asking?"

"Can't I be curious?"

"Not about personal things,"

"Boy wonder, we're both naked right now, I'm pretty sure we're personal,"

"This is absolutely 'just business',"

"Okay, well I want to know, as 'just a business partner' why my 'business partner' was crying and covered in bruises,"

"Confidential."

"You jerk," She slaps me on the back causing me to groan in pain,

"Why?" I moan turning around towards her to put my arm over her, collapsing onto her, and pulling us back into the pillows,

"You're heavy," She chuckled, stuck under me, as she tried to lift me but with no luck,

"Too bad," I say, my face buried in her pillow,

"If you don't get up I'm calling the police," She joked,

"Oh yeah, so they can arrest you, Miss Infamous Ivy?"

"One more word and I'm telling everyone about Boy Wonder's secret talents,"

"Like everybody don't already know?" I smirk.

Everybody knew the kind of person I was, whether they said anything or not.

(Zatanna's POV)

"Robin, seriously, answer your phone," I roll my eyes as he didn't pick up for the hundredth time. I sigh leaning down on the kitchen counter putting my face in my hands,