Mixed Messages ~ {d.w}

➵Fifteen

INCOMING MESSAGES
10: 43 am

Echo:

"Hey hey hey Babbby"
"Honey boo?"
"Sweety pie?"
"Bae?"
"Boo Bear?"
"Kitten?"

Damian:

"What do you want?"

Echo:

"Okay... so you're more of a kitten person, gotcha"
"I'm really bored"

Damian:

"That is not my problem."
"Would you please stop texting me during class."
"And do not call me such names."

Echo:

"Can't do that kitty!"
"I love ya too much :("

Damian:

"Why would that make you sad?"
"You honestly do not love me. You manipulate me."

Echo:

"What?"

Damian:

"You manipulated me into talking with you and being your servant."
"I never would've said yes and agreed to keep it a secret if you hadn't blackmailed me with my identity."
"Got nothing to say?"

Echo:

"Come on"
"Don't say that. It's not true"

Damian:

"Face it, Echo."
"I never liked you to begin with, and still don't."

Echo:

"Come on... if your testing out your new knowledge of jokes on me, it's not that funny"

Damian:

"I am not joking."

Echo:

"Thanks for making me want to die"
"Bye"

It had been 10 minutes without response. The class bell had rang and Damian had headed towards the lunch room. It wasn't unusual, considering Damian had seen her reply. It wasn't the last part that startled him, it was the part where he felt bad. Damian Wayne, felt guilty that he'd maybe hurt her feelings. He sat in the lunch room, ready to swallow a part of his pride.

OUTGOING MESSAGES
11:05 am

Damian:

"Echo..."
"Are you alright?"

Another while passed, Damian had heard nothing from her. His messages hadn't been read, she could've made it so he couldn't see that. There were a number of possibilities that could have happened, but the only scenario that Damian could really think of was, she died. Surely that wasn't the case.

OUTGOING MESSAGES
11:17 am

Damian:

"Echo. Are you alright?"
"I'm very serious."
"Tell me you're alright. I know you could've been joking but this is honestly not something you would even joke about."

Another long wait. There were no messages from Echo. One from Dick, which didn't make him smile. It just made him frown. The bell had rung, signalling that lunch was over. Damian didn't want to leave without knowing that Echo was okay. Reluctantly he went to class, checking his phone every chance he got.

The teacher's lecture wasn't that interesting to him, all about the cell structure. She was in the middle of running through each cell, what they did, their creators, and the parts of the cell that helped the cell live. One kid was asleep in the corner of the lab, others were doodling and some were hopelessly trying to take notes and follow the lesson.

He couldn't help but keep checking his phone every time the teacher looked away. He'd just checked, tucking his phone into his pocket as best he could. That's when his phone went off. Damian rushes to open it, but got caught in the midst. Some girl next to him, snitches to the teacher.

INCOMING MESSAGES
1:54 pm

Echo:

"Okay, first thing first, I'm not dead."
"Second, I'm gone for a few hours and you're freaking out and in detention."
"What the hell?"
"I thought you were a goodie goodie, not a bady"
"This just proves you were worried about me and that you do care if I died."
"Aww!"