Too Far.

Chapter 13

A/N:
Has Strong Language, Mentions of self harm, suicide and suicidal thoughts and actions.

"DICK!" yelled Bruce. Dick turned around to face his father. "How many time must we go over this routine for you to get it right? You're so useless!" Bruce turned away from Dick. "I should have never took you in" Bruce said almost as a whisper. Dick moved closer towards Bruce when suddently he turned around and gave Dick a bat glare.
"Do It Again!" he yelled.

Dick did it over and over and he could never be good enough to make Bruce happy. Bruce then left Dick tired and alone when Alfred came in. He looked down at Dick on the Bat cave's floor and shock his head.

"I wish Master Bruce never took you in as well. You are so worthless! You make everyone'e life so much harder.'' Alfred said and turned and left Dick with tears in his blue eyes.

Dick rushed to his bedroom and slam the door shut behind him. He fell face forward onto his bed and cried and cried.
After crying his heart out for an half in hour he reached for his cell phone and called the one person he thought could help him, his best friend Wally.

"Hello?"
"Wally It's me! I-I..." said Dick as his voice broke.

"Dude are you crying? Man, I am so sick of this! Of you! You are always such a mess, crying over every little things, I hate it. I am so tried of your loser ass bothering me and everyone else. Just grow up Dick. You know what, just go! No one wants you here, we..." yelled Wally.

Dick shock more with tears rushing down his checks as his fragile heart shattered.

"Wally....you're my best friend, my brother, I-I...." began Dick but was cut off by Wally.

"I'm Not Your Friend! I don't care about you! I never did, I only was around you because Barry told me too, because no one else wanted to be by you. Everyone hates you! Your stupid, worthless, piece of circus shit! Just leave us the hell alone. Kill yourself to save us the burden of dealing with you. Gosh!" yelled Wally and hanged up on Dick. Dick threw his phone across the room and cried even more.

Soon everyone came into his bedroom. Bruce, Alfred, Wally, Barbara, Roy. The Whole Justice League and Young Justice Team and last to come in his bedroom was his parents. They all circled his bed and began to yell at him. Telling his that he was worthless, nothing, and that no one cares about him. Bruce then walked closer and slapped him across the face.

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Dick shot up from laying down, his eyes blown wide open. His vision was blurry from all the tears in his eyes. His checks were completely wet from all the sad and pained tears running down his face. He slowly pulled his shaking knees to his chest and wrapped his arms tightly around himself. He shock and cried silently for a moment before he calmed down a little bit. Just then an idea came into his mind. He looked up to see Roy and Wally both fast asleep next to him on the couch.

The voice in his head was yelling at him. He kept telling himself over and over that no one cared, that he should end it right now. And that is what he decided to do. He glanced down at the sleeping red heads and whispered I'm sorry to them before quickly and silently getting off the couch and walking slowly to the kitchen.
As he walk he felt completely numb and empty.

He slowly pulled one of the draws open and stared down at the knifes inside.

He looked over them. He finally found one and picked it up. It looked so fascinating to him as he stared down at it. He turned it slowly over in his hand, feeling the weight of it and looking at how sharp it is. He turned around to the small table and sat down for a moment to write something down real quick.

Once he was down he walked past the couch and straight to the bathroom. He turned the water on and got inside the tub. He sat down in the cold water and he began to shake.

"Alone, worthless, useless, unwanted, stupid, loser, unloved...." were the words he kept repeating to himself.

He held his arms out in front of himself, looking over past marks. Some were very fresh and some years old. He began cutting soon after his parents death.

Dick then brought the blade forward and then pressed it down on his wrist. He pressed down hard and began to drag the blade downwards, blood following his path he made on his wrist with the sliver knife. It hurt but it also felt good at the very same time. Blood rushed from his just as quick as his tears ran from his beautiful blue eyes.
After his work was down, he dropped the blade on the floor and laid backwards in the freezing water. He felt lighthead and tired. It felt good, peaceful. His heavy eyes began to close. Dick sighed and whispered I'm sorry before his eyes closed completely.

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Wally woke up. He stretched and rubbed his green eyes clear of sleep. He got up slowly and walked on the cold ground towards the kitchen. He opened the fridge and grabbed a slice of cold pizza. He ate it and walked around slowly. Just then something caught his eye, a small note on the small table. He walked over, pizza still in his mouth. He turned his head to the side and then picked it up reading it slowly.

I'm so sorry.
I am so sorry that I am a problem and a burden to everyone. I'm so tired, so done with everything. I'm not good enough, I'm worthless. I-I just can't.
I love y'all so much even though no one cares or loves me. This is for the best. After tonight I will be out of all of your lives and y'all can be happy again.
I'm sorry.

-Dick
Robin

Wally's eyes widen and the cold pizza fell from his open mouth. He froze for a moment, not believing what he just read, then everything else rushed back to him, Dick, his best friend, his baby brother crying and cutting. Wally turned and looked at the couch. Roy was there but Dick wasn't. Wally turned around in a circle, running his shaking hands through his red hair. Then he saw a light open in the bathroom.

"ROY!" yelled Wally as he ran to the door. It was locked so he ran into it. The door busted open and Wally stood there completely shocked.

"ROOYYY!!!" yelled Wally as he rushed towards his baby brother's side.

Roy sat up quickly hearing Wally shout his name. He rushed towards the bathroom to see Wally on his knees next to the tub. On of Dick's arms hanging off the side, blood running down it and turning the white floor red and a knife laying on the floor. Dick's head was turned to the side as Wally shock him, trying to wake him up. Dick's face looked peaceful.
Wally turned around to look up at Roy, tears flowing from his eyes.
"Roy?" whispered Wally.

Roy broke out of his shocked and frozen state and rushed into action. Moving past a broken and shock Wally, he reached forwards and pulled Dick out of the ice cold water. He laid Dick on the ground and felt for a pulse. Roy glanced over at Wally for a single moment, he saw Wally's eyes full of fear and also hope. But Roy shattered that hope quickly when he began CPR on little Dick.
Wally Inhaled sharply and began to cry even more.

After a few minutes Roy stopped and looked over at Wally.

"Wally. Wally!" said Roy, grabbing ahold of the speedster's shaking shoulders. Wally looked up at Roy. Seeing Wally like this broke Roy's heart a little more. His heart was so heavy at the moment. Dick was barely alive and nothing seemed right in the world.

"Wally I need you to focus. Wally! You need to run Dick to the closest hospital now.'' Roy said. Wally looked up and nodded.

"Wh-what about the league?" questioned Wally as he moved closed to the still form of Dick on the ground.

"There's no time Wally. Now Go!" said Roy. Wally clearly saw the fear in Roy's eyes because he shock off his emotions for a moment and just thought about what Roy said and focused completely on his baby brother.
Easily Wally scooped Dick up into his arms and ran as fast as he could out of Roy's apartment.

Seconds after Wally was gone, Roy looked around his bathroom and broke down. He curled up into himself and cried.

"His baby brother.'' was all he thought as more tears came.