Dazzling Eyes / Robin Arellano

This is where it Ends Pt.1

HI EVERYONE! I JUST WANNA SAY THAT THIS WILL BE PT.1 OF THE LAST CHAPTER FOR MY STORY, SO YEAH, I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT I HAVE LOVED WRITING THIS STORY AND I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT! SO YEAH! <3 AlSO, WARNINGS : MENTIONING OF SH, SUICIDE MENTIONS

Y/N'S POV

(THIS IS 7 MONTHS LATER AND LAST CHAPTER'S WAS 7 MONTHS LATER TOO)

I was walking home with Robin. Bruce had been kidnapped by the Grabber and so had Finn. They had gotten kidnapped around the same time. Robin and me were both feeling depressed and we only had each other for comfort. We were talking and trying to make each other laugh and cheer up so that we could take our minds off of this. Once Robin got me home, I kissed his cheek and he kissed mine and left. I went inside of the house and that's when I got a call from Gwen. I answered the phone only to hear her voice as she sobbed.

Gwen: Y-Y/N? Is this you?

Y/N: Yeah, it's me, what happened Gwen, why are you crying?

Gwen: I had another dream -She started sobbing-

Y/N: What was it about?

Gwen: B-Bruce...H-he's dead -She continued sobbing-

Y/N: What? No! No! You're joking! Your dream has to be wrong!

Gwen: They're never wrong..I saw him, full with blood, pale as a ghost, and he had these-these cuts...everywhere

Y/N: No! No this can't be happening -I started sobbing myself-

Gwen: I-I'm so sorry...I have to go now though, my dad's home, bye

She hung up the phone quickly and I went to my room, sobbing. I then propped myself on to the bed, cuddling myself and turning into a ball. I was shaking, sobbing, and I started having a panic attack. I then saw my mom come into the room, looking like she was about to tell me something, but when she saw me, she ran to me and started comforting me, trying to calm me down. I kept trying to tell her what happened, but I just kept breaking down crying, and wasn't able to tell her, until she calmed me down completely. I was on her lap, still shaking a bit, but doing better than before

Y/M: Sweetie, can you tell me what's wrong now?

Y/N: B-Bruce..H-he's dead

Y/M: What? No, Y/N don't play around like that, your brother is missing, not dead

Y/N: Gwen called me as soon as I got home, and she told she had a dream and saw him..pale as a ghost...and covered in blood, with fatal cuts all over him -I choked back a sob-

Y/M: No no no no no, this can't be happening -I heard her start crying, and so I started crying too, and we just held each other while sobbing-

My mom and I cried, for the longest time ever. How could it be possible that my only sibling, my brother, who I loved dearly, had died. And I got the stupid news over the phone? I wanted to SH again, I wanted to kill myself...but I couldn't leave my mom. We've been through so much together and I love her, so I'm not just gonna leave her. I couldn't believe that this was actually happened...my brother had gone missing 7 months ago, and now he was dead...my brother...was dead. My mom and I ended up falling asleep on my bed, cuddling each other. When I woke up, it was night. I checked my clock and it said it was 9 pm. Me and my mom had been asleep for 6 hours. I woke my mom up softly, and trying to take our minds off of it, even though I couldn't, my brain buzzing with a thousand things that wouldn't stop going on. I hugged my mom tightly, and then asked her to come with me to the kitchen, so that we could cook together, like we did sometimes, because it made us forget our worries and we would have fun. Once me and my mom got out of my room, and into the kitchen, we took out ingredients to cook something, but once I realized what you could cook with the ingredients, I realized we were cooking Bruce's favorite food. I felt tears stinging my eyes, but I suppressed them and started cooking with my mom, soft music in the background. 1 hour later, we finished. It would normally take 30 minutes only, but with the news we had gotten today, we took an extra 30 minutes crying while cooking. We then sat down and started eating the food, tears still slipping from our eyes. My mom then told me that I could stay home as long as I needed to, and that she would ask at work too, so that she could stay with me. I nodded at her softly and took her hand, squeezing it.

Y/N: When do you think they will catch the Grabber, if they ever do? -I muttered softly and looked at my mom-

Y/M: I don't know, but I hope that when they do, that mother-fucker rots in hell -This was one of the very few instances where my mom cursed, which wasn't very often, so I knew exactly how she felt-

After we had dinner, I went into my room and took a shower. I then changed into my pajamas and went to my mom's room and saw her on the bed, tears slipping from her eyes.

Y/N: Mom? -She looked up immediately and wiped away her tears-

Y/M: I-um -She sniffled- Yes, sweetheart?

Y/N: Do you think...that I could maybe sleep here, with you? I just...I really don't wanna be alone

Y/M: Of course, come here -She opened the blanket and then opened her arms and I ran into them, getting on the bed and hugging her tightly. I then heard her sniffling, but also her soft breathing, and because I was so exhausted, it made me fall asleep involuntarily.-

I woke up the next day, my mom gone but having left a note on her dresser. I took it and it said,

I have gone to work to see if they could let me stay home for the next few days, I'll see you in a few hours.

love, Mom

I then sniffled, and went to the bathroom in my room and took a shower, changing into comfy clothes, since I wasn't gonna be going anywhere, and I went into the kitchen to make myself breakfast, but I saw a plate with a lid and a note on top of it. The note read,

Hi, sweetheart, I left breakfast here for you so that you wouldn't have to do anything, if you need anything, or just some comforting, please just go to Robin's house, and if you are, leave me a note on my dresser saying that you are.

love, Mom

I ate breakfast and then looked at the time. It was currently 1:30 pm. I started watching tv, trying to get my mind off of Bruce's death, but I eventually started sobbing when his favorite show  came on. After crying for some time, I wiped away my tears and got one of Bruce's favorite books and went into his room, getting on his bed and smelling his scent as I sobbed. Once I finished reading his book, it was 2:50, around an hour had gone by. I put on my shoes and washed my face, and got out of the house, but not before leaving the note on my dresser for my mom. I then started making my way to Robin's house, knowing that Robin had already gotten out of school and was most likely taking Gwen home before starting to make his way to his own house. Once I was close to Robin's  house, I saw him walking too, so I caught up to him and-