The Robin I needed

Beaten

Damian's POV:
I saw her at her locker and was tempted to walk over but then a group of girls walked over to her and started to push her around and beat on her. After about 5 minutes they left her sitting curled up in a ball with bruises on her face and a bloody nose.

"Hey. Do you need help?" I stretched out my hand to her.
All she did was look up at me with what looked like tears, but looked back down as if I wasn't there. I sat next to her and waited for her to talk.

"Just leave me alone. Stop being nice to me when you don't want to." She got up and slammed her locker shut. She walked away with blood dripping from her wrists and nose.

Demona's POV:
"Why was he being so nice to me? I just don't understand." I walk to my next classes and avoid Damian at all costs. It was kinda hard tho because he is in every single one.

Lunch (Damian's POV)
I look around to see if I can find Demona anywhere but she is nowhere to be seen.

"Hey Damian over here!" Gar yelled across the room. I sat down with him, Raven and Jaime.

"So how do you like school so far?" He asks shoving food in his mouth

"It's good so far... What do you know about Demona?" I asked unknowingly.

They look at me as if they were shocked to hear that name.

"Um... Idk I don't talk to her and I heard that she is really strange." Jaime said playing with his fork.

"She is more like a soul that is lost and dark. She acts as if she doesn't want to be found. She reminds me of myself." Raven answered staring at the cafeteria doorway.

I follow her gaze to see a girl the age of 16 with dark brown hair and deep green demon eyes with black bruises around them. Our eyes met and I couldn't look away. Demona shook her head then ran out.

Demona's POV:
He looked at me in my eyes and I couldn't look away. His deep blue eyes captivated me as if I longed to see them all day. "I can't stare at him" I whispered to myself shaking my head and running out of the cafeteria. I need to get out of here, but before I could get anywhere Brittany and her friends can over and surrounded me. They pushed me, punched me, kicked me, and spit on me. I tried so hard not to fight back.

There was a faint sound of footsteps heading toward us and they ran away but Brittany turned around and said, "Don't tell anyone that we did this, understand?" She ran away like a coward would. I look down the hallway to see Mrs.Foley come running my way.

"Demona?! Are you ok?" She knelt down and examined my face. By the way Mrs.Foley is my art teacher and understands my drawings shoe how I'm feeling.

"I'm fine." I lied to her and got up with a sharp pain under my rib. I walk away from her and finished the rest of the day.