how it all went down {batfam}

nine

Cam was excited. It was Friday night and she was finishing her make up. She bought a dress she knew Bruce wouldn't approve of that day at the mall. But she didn't care. She was pissed at him this whole week so she decided to get back at him. That and she wanted to show off her figure. She was proud of herself. When she got downstairs all the boys saw her and their eyes practically popped out.

"Jesus, Cam," Dick said looking her up and down.

"Ew," she automatically responded. Dick rolled his eyes.

"Can't take a compliment?"

"That was not a compliment," she said pushing past him to look in the mirror. She put on her earrings and checked her make up one last time.

"Dick, you better stop before Bruce beats your ass," Jason said putting a knife in his sock. He rolled his eyes and hit Jason.

"Dude," he said shifting uncomfortably. Jason saw him and looked down. He laughed so hard that he got out of breath. Dick started blushing then left the room to go up to his room.

"I don't think you have the time right now!" Jason shouted at him.

"Shut up!" Jason was still laughing while everyone looked at him weird and not knowing what the hell happened except Cam. She saw the whole thing and knew every boy at this gala was going to look at her and do that same thing.

"Okay," she said coming back to reality, "Who's riding with me? I'm leaving before he sees me in this." Cam was antsy. She wanted to see Andrew. She knew this dress what sure to drive him crazy after what just happened,

"I'll go," Jason said straightening his tie, finally calming down.

"Me too," Steph said descending the stairs. "Cassie & Barbara are most likely joining us too."

"Okay. I'll be out in the car. Come on, Jay," she said grabbing her keys and walking out the door.
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Jason rolled up with Cam and Cassie on his right side and Barbara and Stephanie on his left side. Cameras were snapping everywhere. The girls were smiling. Cam patted his back and parted ways with them. She was about to walk in when Bruce stopped her.

"Camilla, you didn't leave the house with that on," he said.

"I did. Why? You don't like?"

"All the newspaper outlets are going to have fun with this."

"C'mon Bruce. Lighten up. You know I look great."

"I am not complimenting you when you're in a dress like that."

"Well...too late," she said smiling. He rolled his eyes and watched as she walked away inside. When she saw the inside it was beautiful.

"Jesus," she muttered under her breath.

"Almost as beautiful as you," she heard someone utter behind her. She turned around smiling but when she saw his face it immediately turned upside down.

"Derek." His face was someone healed from the beating Cassie gave him.

"Camilla," he said smirking. "May I have this dance?" She heard Bruce's voice saying don't mess this up and don't give me bad publicity. She kindly accepted his hand that was reached out towards her.

"What are you doing here?" she whispered in his ear. She was pulled close to him and she felt uncomfortable.

"You know this is a fundraiser so Bruce invites a lot of people in Gotham. Especially his biggest clients. Y'know like my parents." She looked at him. "You think you can escape me? As long as my family has money and power we'll be at these events." He leaned in and whispered, "All of them." She felt annoyed but above that she felt angry.

"Thank you for the dance, Mr. Howard." Cam let go and so did he.

"No. Thank you Miss Wayne." She rolled her eyes and walked away to get a drink. She went straight to the bar. She flirted with him and gave the man a very generous tip to keep the drinks coming. By her third she was a little woozy so she stopped but told him she'd be back later.

"Damn, Cam," Jason appearing next to her with his tie gone and first two buttons undone. His hair was a bit ruffled and she saw the lipstick stain on his collar.

"Who did you bag? A desperate housewife?"

"Why are your panties in a bunch?"

"We're two hours in and I've had to dance with my rapist who will most likely follow me for the rest of my life." Jason's eyes went wide. He grabbed Cam by the arm and dragged her to an empty hallway with some very expensive artwork.

"Ow! What the hell Jason?!" she said yanking her arm away. She rubbed the area and looked down.

"What do you mean you had to dance with your rapist?" he said lifting her chin and making her look into her eyes.

"I don't want to talk about it," she said turning her head so he wasn't holding her chin.

"Tough, now tell me."

"No."

"Cam," he said getting impatient.

"Jason," she said in the same tone, mocking him.

"I am not leaving until you tell me. Hell, I'll even tell Bruce."

"I'm not supposed to say anything. I promised them."

"Who else knows?"

"Only Cassie and Steph. Barbara has a story but it's fake."

"What's the story?" So she explained the night of the party to him where every minute of it he was boiling with anger. She saw and tried to walk away by slowly stepping back but he saw and grabbed her arm softly.

"I'm going to ask once," he said calmly. "Who's the guy?" he said through clenched teeth.

"Jason it's no one."

"Well it takes two to tango."

"Jason, I can't."

"Tell me his name or so help me god."

"Jason please don't make me tell you," she said crying.

"There you are," Dick said rounding the corner. "Bruce is about to give his speech and he wants everyone with him. And Camilla beside him."

"Dick-," Jason started but Cam immediately cut him off.

"Don't."

"He needs to know. Hell everyone should know," he said waving his hands around.

"Know what?" Dick asked confused.

"That asshole doesn't deserve to get always with what he did."

"Who did what?" Dick asked more confused.

"Dick, it's nothing," Cam pleaded looking at Jason. "Don't do this to me, Jay. Bruce doesn't need this right now. I can't ruin his night."

"To hell with Bruce. This is important."

"Jason tell me."

"Jason, don't." Jason looked at both of them. A brother who was very confused and a sister with mascara running down her face. At that moment he decided.

"Cam was raped."

"Dammit, Jason," she said practically yelling.

"What?!" Dick screamed. He turned to Cam with a shocked expression. "Who did it?!"

"Dick-," she pleaded

"WHO?!" he said grabbing her by her arms.

She hung her head low. She was about to break. "Derek Howard." She may have whispered it but both boys heard and ran out.

"GUYS! DON'T!" She followed close behind. The doors swung open in the middle of Bruce's speech. Everyone's eyes were on them. Cam had mascara running down her face and the boys looked furious.