A Dark Secret

Chapter 5

For a few seconds, Wally lay on the floor. It was cold. He liked it. But he could feel Robin's eyes on him, so he pushed himself onto his feet.

"Sorry," Wally muttered, looking everywhere but his friend.

"Come here, now," Robin growled, stalking off to one of the private rooms B.C sometimes held meetings in.

Wally followed slower, dreading every coming moment.

Robin's POV

"Sit" I growled.

Wally peered suspiciously at the small plastic chair I had pointed to. Reluctantly, he sat down with a small wince.

"Care to tell me what's going on?" I asked.

"No." He deadpanned. I rolled my eyes. Ok, so he was going to make things difficult.

Ok...

"What about your wrist?" He suddenly looked uncomfortable.

"W-what about my wrist?" Wally stuttered, suddenly finding his sneakers very interesting, and not so secretly hid his right wrist deeper into the sleeve of his dark green sweatshirt.

"Wally," I said, softer this time.

" I know it's broken, and I know you didn't trip, and we haven't had a mission since forever. So what happened?"

"Nothing," Wally whispered.

I knew right then that he wasn't going to talk, and I knew whatever was going on was really bothering him.

Wally stood up. "I'm going home." He said. As Wally said the word "home" he had the slightest flinch and a flash of fear lit up in his eyes. Home. Something was going on at home. Why hadn't I seen it before?

Before he walked out the door, I said, "Wally, you know you can trust me. Right?"

"I know." He murmured.

Wally walked slowly home, dreading every step. He unlocked his door, walked in, and locked it back before he could turn around, someone hit him hard in the head.

Wally heard someone say,"Ha! My son will pay for what he did!",

Another voice chimed in, "Yeah! The little brat will pay!"

Then darkness.