Damian Wayne X Reader [ 1 ]

Part Thirteen

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The phone rang it's jolly little jingle and you ran to pick it up. You pressed the phone to your ear.

"Hello?"

"Hello is this y/n l/n?"

"Yes it is, who is this?"

"Keystone city ambulance, Kenneth Bater, I'm sorry to in form you that y/m/n (your moms name) has been in a car accident caused by an impaired driver. She died on the scene, I'm sorry."

With that you dropped onto your knees sobbing, the only person who truly ever loved you was gone forever, you never even got to say good bye.

Damian rushed to you side, as a person who didn't like physical contact you were surprised when he hugged you as tight as he could.

You ignored the fact he was trying to comfort you, screaming to god (or whatever you believe in) why everything bad happened to you. But of course through your sobs and sniffs it all sounded like a high pitched gibberish.

"What wrong?" Damian asked. You just kept crying.
"My..... mom.... GAH!!!" You sobbed into his shoulder. Damian got the message.

You brought your arms around him and hugged him until your arms hurt. He kissed your neck faintly, not in a sexual manner though, more like a 'it's going to be okay' gesture.

You didn't stop crying though, your eyes were bloodshot, and your insides felt like they were turning to mush. This was defiantly your darkest hour.

Damian rubbed circles in your back, whispering words of encouragement into your neck.

But you knew that in the end nothing was going to be okay, because you knew the only person who really loved you was gone.

You calmed down, but hot tears still poured from you eye sockets. You looked at Damian through your shattered e/c eyes.

"I want to go to bed" you told his. He nodded and picked you up like a toddler and started walking out of the kitchen.

Damian traced up and down you spine as you nuzzled yourself into his neck.

You wrapped you legs tighter around his torso and waited to go to your bed.

Damian didn't need directions to find your room, since your door was open.

He walked into the f/c room with pictures on the wall of different places in the world you wanted to travel to.

He saw your bed in the corner of the room and slowly eased his way there.

He placed you gently on your bed and sat right beside you. Your body just gave up and flopped on your back.

You turned to face the wall continuing to sob.
Damian saw on your nightstand was two picture frame. One of a five year old y/n, standing in a yellow rain jacket in Central City Park, smiling at the camera.

The second was a picture of y/n and her mother the day they moved from central city to Gotham.

Damian gazed at the poor girl sobbing, he thought about it twice but he realized she needed it.

Damian lay down next to you and slowly wrapped his arm protectively around you.

You turned to face him your hands were scrunched up on his chest and you just felt crying.

"S-she's gone..." your voice broke.

"It's going to be okay y/n I promise" Damian cooed. But you couldn't find the energy to agree.

"Okay? Damian I'm an orphan.... no body loves me any more" you screamed into his chest.

"That's not true" Damian said without second thinking it.

"W-what do you mean?"

"I love you y/n" he said, and right at that second he expected his feeling for the girl who lay broken beside him.

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Word count: 618

Wow, I cried writing that, I hope it's not to cliché. I just felt the need to make it sad so Damian could except his feeling so BAM 💥 sadness.

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