Done missing you

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(Never forget you-Zara Larsson)

WALLYS POV

I stared at the large coffin

I held onto the coffin fear of letting go too soon.

Not wanting Dick to feel alone anymore to be afraid.

Even if it seemed selfish of me.

But without Dick who am I I'm just Wally.

Wally west kid flash.

All these words meant nothing to me and that's what they were just names.

Names people called me things people referred to me as.

And yet it pained me to even say Dicks name.

Still I couldn't believe that was, that was Dick.

A boy who was marvelous in every way shape and form.

Just a little boy who didn't know where the edge was.

My best friend, probably the only one who understood me and now it seemed too real no it feels too surreal we were burring him.

Every news station was blasting with the fact that Bruce Wayne's son Dick Grayson had died.

(Ps I know he's not really his son)

Everyone seemed to not care as they probably guessing that Dick was a spoiled brat only some people knew what he was really like.

It's not like anyone wanted to try to know him none of them knew anything about Dick none wanted to make an effort.

A lot like me.

They didn't want to know Dick no but everyone every kid child everyone of them wanted nothing more than to meet Robin ... or Nightwing with his selfless acts of truth.

The Justice League seem to be suffering with recent events not to mention the fact that I had barley seen Batman since what happened to Dick.

I don't know what's going on with Bruce though, I don't know if he's over working himself or if he's gone and hung the cape up.

Not gonna lie I almost hung the cape up but decided against leaving the people who needed me just as much as I needed Dick.

And plus Dick would probably have want a peaceful enough place so why not try give it to him.

Or at the most die trying.

That's all he wanted before.

I looked up and saw the now closed casket I frowned at the thought of waiting so long to be with Dick tears going down my cheeks in pain.

I can't do this without Dick.

He's my rock and without him what am I going to do.

Everything seemed pointless now.

Just to think of it of all the things I have to now do without him.

Places I have to go without him.

Words I can't say to him.

Things I held back from saying.

I tried whipping my tears away but they kept coming rolling into a ball I didn't care any more if I cried my eyes out nor did I care if the tears wouldn't stop.

I need him and he isn't here.

Why isn't he here.

Why did I ignore him when he was here.

Why was I so stupid.

How could I do that to him.

All he ever did was care.

He was mine for the only a few minutes.

Those few minutes were all I needed.

But Dick was still gone and he's definitely not coming back.

I now had placed his coffin down

Not anytime soon I once again could feel the now stinginess to my eyes as tears tried to break free.

I quickly tried to blink to push them away with no success in doing so.

The tears winning as I ran onto the building hiding myself from everyone.

If everyone were to see how weak I am how weak I am without Dick.

Without him by my side.

Without his company.

TIME SKIP

I looked at all I had of him a picture I now had framed as I sat upon the building from before.

The one the night of his viewing.

Frowning at the all to familiar face in my hand I could feel the pain coming again.

Tears starting to pour out my eyes.

As my heart started to break.

And my voice started to wobble.

"You showed me life is far too short, really at any moment it could end. But I want you to know no matter where you are, you will always be my best friend."