Chapter 7

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Robin was walking alone. He skipped going to Gotham, knowing that Bruce would most likely be looking for him there. He found himself in Central City. He really didn't know why, maybe because he felt lost and the last time he felt like this Wally, his best friend was there for him. But now he was all alone, walking around stuck in his head and feeling down.

''I want them to know but I don't, maybe from the fear of how they will see and treat more or maybe I am scared of the reality of it all, that I am not as okay as I pretend to be. What would Bruce think of me if he learns the truth? He probably make me stop being Robin, but then what else would I have left in my life?" thought Robin.

He continued to walk but then stopped in an alley way. He pressed his back against the cold and hard brink wall and slid down in, bringing his knees to his chest and resting his arms on top. He leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes behind his black mask. He wanted to shut out the world, to disappear.

"I'm not good at expressing my feelings, maybe that has something to do with Bruce and how the Batman has trained me to be. Emotions are a sign of weakness, a distraction. They get in the way. So why am I letting them cloud my mind now? I am so weak and everyone probably will be way better off without me. Bruce deserves a better partner, a better son. And the team doesn't need a weak and broken child getting in their way. And Wally, he has been an amazing person and has seen too much, he cares too much and doesn't need to be bothered with the likes of me. I am just so done right now. Why is everything I do wrong?
I don't know how much longer I can keep this up. I know Wally just wants to help but what will happen when he knows everything? I have been feeling this way for years and cutting to stay alive and to feel for so long, I don't know how to stop at this point. What is Wally truly hates me but just hasn't shown his true feelings of hate towards me?"
  Robin thought.

Just as he was lost in thoughts, he heard Wally's voice through his com in his ear.

"Dude, where the hell are you? Everyone is worried about you. What's going on?" said Wally.
Robin sighed before he answered his best friend.

"I...I just had to get away. It is all too much!" said Robin, his voice breaking.

"Robin....Dick where are you?" asked Wally.

"It doesn't matter. I am better off gone KF." Robin said pushing himself off the ground and walking down the street.

"What are you talking about Rob? Dick, just please tell me where you are and I will come meet you. You don't have to be alone right now, let me help you." Wally said.

"He sounded worried but he really wasn't. Why would he be, I am nothing and no one really cares about me." thought Robin. As Robin thought he was silent for awhile, blocking out Kid Flash's worried voice until he yelled his name through the com in his ear.


"ROBIN!!!" yelled Wally.
"What?" he questioned his best friend.
"Dude, I really need to know where you are at. Bruce went to Gotham to look for you. And..." Wally was cut off by Dick.


"No he's not. I'm not good enough, Bruce hates me, he doesn't care about me. No one does. He has been even harder on me to do better. I am at my max, I don't know how much more I can take of this, of everything. All he does is yells at me about how i'm not getting better. I don't understand why he doesn't like me anymore, has he always hated me? Have I just been too stupid to realized that and the fact that I am the least of any of y'all on the team!
I'm a disappointment to him and the team, I know it. Me being around is a danger to everyone, I just....I just can't do this any more, it is all too much Wally! I hate everything!! I feel so numb and I-I....." Robin cried to Wally.


"Dick stop right now! None of that is true, okay man! You are the best on the team and Bruce cares about you. Just tell me where you are and I will come to you, okay? Just you and me, no one else has to know. Robin, you are my best friend." Said Wally.

"okay....I'm in Central City, on fifth avenue." said Robin, he felt defeated but he also didn't want to be alone at this very moment.

"I'm on my way!" yelled Wally.

Robin sat down and looked at the ground surrounding him, a broken mirror laid near by, he moved closer towards it and looked at himself. He took his mask off slowly, not even recognizing the face starring back at him. He has put on this mask and the mask of being totally fine and cheerful on too long.  His eyes were puffy and red from crying all evening. He took out a glass shard and started to cut. He felt the need to cut and he knew that he had to do it before Wally showed up. He just thought one cut, just one little cut, to just feel something for a moment.

But one cut turned into many and time seemed to slow down as the blood ran from his newly fresh cuts lining up his wrist.


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