Bethany Ford - A Young Justice Novel (Robin/Dick Grayson Romance) [Completed]

Chapter 40: Gotham: Our Playground

I'm so sad to announce that this is the second to last chapter of the book. I'm so sad. This has been an AWESOME experience writing this book. Everytime I reread my work, it always ends up with me wishing that I was Bethany Ford, dating Dick, and running through the streets of Gotham fighting crime.

I love all my fans and I remember who ALL of you are. Not kidding. I recognize ALL of you guys' names when I see them. I hope you continue to read my works in the future. I am planning a second book after this one. So don't get rid of me so fast!

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Bethany's POV:

Rose's funeral was two days later. I was an emotional wreck at the funeral, so much that I could barely say my speech when I went up to talk.

The next few days were quiet. The Team had apologized for driving me away and I had apologized for not trusting in them and assuming the worst. I continued to be a part of the Team and I still lived in Wayne Manor, although I wasn't really part of the Wayne family.

I walked back into school the next Monday after all the crap with Blaze had happened. Even though it was hot, I still wore my blazer and pulled up my knee socks in order to cover all the cuts and bruises. I even had to put makeup on parts of my legs in order to cover up the ugly bruises.

Dick opened the big double doors for me and waited for me to enter the school. It always amazed me how grand the entrance was to our school. When I got inside, Dick let go of the door and took my hand, pulling me close. I smiled lightly, feeling the familiar comfort of his body close to mine. Next to me, Artemis popped up along with Barbara.

I saw a familiar face bobbing through the crowd and coming towards us. I gave a little snort when I saw who it was.

Brady had the angriest expression painted onto his face. His arm was in a cast and there was a bruise blooming under his left eye. I laughed at the memory of how that had happened. Last week, Artemis had beaten him up when he tried to bully me. He saw me and opened his mouth to say something snarky, but Artemis stepped in front of me and smirked down at him.

"Nice cast you've got there," she nodded towards it, "Would you like another one on your other arm to even it out?" She had her signature grin and her hands were resting on her hips.

Brady's eyes widened and he shook his head. He stepped aside to let us pass.

The hallways were crowded with students studying on the floors or rushing to get to tutorials. After all, finals were only in a week.

As we moved through the hallways to get to our lockers, I felt slightly pained.

All my friends were together, except one. Rose was dead, so there was only four of us, instead of five. There was this melancholy happiness in my heart, but there still resided a painful emptiness.

I felt Dick staring at me from the corner of my eye and I knew that he could tell what I was thinking. He pulled me closer and let go of my hand. Instead, he rested his arm around my waist protectively. I smiled weakly against him and inhaled his familiar scent of spice and a little twinge of musk.

The people at school only knew that Rose had been murdered, but they didn't know the details. It was better that way.

The details of Kelli's "disappearance" was also pretty vague to the other students. They only knew that they're little future Prom Queen had died in a car accident. The news said it was a drunk driving incident, which sounded pretty believable considering how many parties Kelli hosted.