Damian's pov
We reach the Batcave. Y/N look up at us but don't move a toe.
"You'r a intresting person Y/N " my father said.
She raised an eyebrow.
" We want to help you. He followed. I'll take your ropes and you'll change of clothes and Alfred prepared a room for you in the Manor."
" I don't need of your pity Wayne."she responded.
"It's not pity, I said, I just want you to be happy and I will help you even if you don't want it."
She sighted.
" Alright"
it's the only word she said.
Y/N pov
Bruce took off my ropes. I stand up under the gaze of the Wayne.
Damian gives me a hoodie.
" Change your hoodie. Yours is dirty."
I take it and turn around.
I throw my dirty hoodie, living myself only with a shirt with short sleeves.
BIG MISTAKE !!!!!!!!!!
I heard the gasps of the two Wayne.
I'm so stupid. They face my back and can see all my bruises and scars, even the scars that I did by myself on my arms.
I quickly put my new hoodie and cross my arms above my chest, protectively.
"Can You show me where is my room ?" I ask without turning around.
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Who is the monster ? (Damian Wayne X Reader )
FanficYour life is a complet mess. What happens if Robin comes in it ? Warning: can have scene of violence and sex. Talk also about suicide. If you are uneasy with the kind of subjects don't read it. no characters belong to me no pictures belong...
