[TOO FAR GONE] - DAMIAN WAYNE - DC COMICS

how long?

I didn't want to be mad, and truthfully I wasn't but I just needed some clarification. It really didn't make sense to me, and not just because I still couldn't remember everything. But there was no way I'd forget about Grayson's disappearance.

"You wrote that letter?" I ask again, feeling as if this was some kind of joke.

"Yes." He admits, taking a deep breath.

"So everything that I followed in respect for Grayson was truly out of respect for you..." The inspiring words of the letter float around my mind and it just didn't make sense.

"He was our brother. I knew he was leaving but he refused to tell you. He didn't want to hurt your feelings, but I knew because he didn't have any quote unquote final words that you'd drown in the curiosity. So yes, I wrote that letter, and though it was wrong I think it was the coverage you needed because it was all true. He was starting to act suicidal and he wouldn't shut up about going to find Wally. So like it says in the first paragraph I, as in Jason was stating simply what I was observing." I nodded trying my best to comprehend at the late hour.

"He was suicidal?" I question, that one of the only statements that stuck.

"Very." I inhale, upset that I never realized it. Suddenly the look on his face dropped, and I didn't like where this was going.

"When he left, he told me ten days. If I didn't hear from him in ten days, it meant he was gone. Not lost in the woods, or wandering through the snow covered mountains, but lost wandering in the abyss of death. It's been 907 days Dami. That's a lot more than just ten but I can't deny that I'm still waiting." He has those crazy eyes again, and I truly feel bad. Not just for him, but the slow reality that was starting to surround me strangled me and I didn't like it.

"Jaybird I think maybe, you know-" He didn't like where I taking this.

"No I don't know... But either way, I've lost him. I used to vision me going out to find him, and I'd start climbing up these snowy mountains to see him passed out in the white blanket. Then I'd pick him up, and bring him back home. And you know what I'd do then?" He looks to me, his eyes softer than the tone he just spoke with.

"I'd share the same song I did earlier." He has a light smile and I can tell he's deep in his vision. "Sounds like you've got it all planned." I respond, my voice shaky.

"And I shouldn't. I've lost him babybird, but I refuse to lose you. I won't let you down again Dami I promise." He banters, sounding like some sickening campaign commercial that is constantly on repeat.

"You keep saying that, and I don't want to hear it anymore. You didn't do anything wrong!" I rebuttal, my eyes speaking nothing more than the truth.

"It's because you don't remember anything but when you do-" I shake my head.

"That's just it Jaybird, I forgot. And it's about time you do too." I give him a reassuring look and in return I receive a defeated nod. I was content. Everything felt like it should. My mind was still somewhat clouded but from what I could piece together this was the kind of ending I wanted. It was perfect, and prior to this stormy night I had only imagined in my head the mending of our broken relationship. But laying there still somewhat paralyzed, I was content.

"Jason?" I wonder aloud.

"Jaybird..." He tries to correct.

"No I'm serious." I state, this question swimming through the my mind hard to avoid.

"Alright shoot, but aim for the leg, please have some mercy." He jokes, leaning up against the headboard. It takes me a while to gather what I want to say and though we had just my conversed for hours, this was the first question that felt real. I can see the concerned look on his face and I know he's waiting for me to explain myself.

I felt lost. Like perhaps I myself had been wandering through some sort of abyss. A loud thunder crackled, nearly shaking the house... Shaking reality. And that's when it cracked... Right down the middle.

"Damian?" I hear, and I almost didn't answer... I hadn't been called that name since I first arrived here.

I was being addressed as babybird... Or maybe Dami? It was one of the two... Right? I felt lost.

"You seem frazzled are you alright?"

I slightly lifted my head, the voiced concerns sounding somewhat automated. But as I sat up a bit more and rubbed my eyes due to the white that was piercing the night sky, I felt more awake. We had just cleared everything up and I knew much was said but this was the first statement- the first question that felt like it actually rolled off my tongue.

"How long was I in Arkham?" I ask, wondering the amount of years I suffered in that white yet seemingly dark hell hole. I wanted his honest answer.

"You mean how long have you been in Arkham?"  She responds, and I swallow the blue pill.

----Authours-Note-----

Well there ya have it.  I hope everyone who stuck with the story enjoyed it.  Leave a comment letting me know if you liked it, or maybe even if you want more.  Until then feel free to check out one of my other two stories; In The End, or my latest fic, Addicted to Temptation, which will be a four part work.  Thanks loves <3