Blood Stained Hands {Lilith Todd}

Alone

Lilith is alone, and that's how she wants to be.

Locked away in a room to far for others to reach, to far vanished to see, to far gone to care.

Could you blame her? She trusted someone and they couldn't save her. Their promise was a waste of breathe.

Her eyes where tear streaked and her hands blood Stained. Stained with her blood.

She had scars on her ears and arms and legs, but the most painful is her mind. She can hear his words and they illuminate in her mind in bright green letters

Lilith hadn't left her room for two days, the only one she allowed in was Alfred to bring her food, food she rarely ate.

Lilith could hear Harley Quinn's insults over and over again, "Fatass. Ugly. Bitch. Whore. Slut. Fatty. Pig." And those words stung.

Then she thought of all the girls sizes. They where all so skinny. And she wasn't. She decided the only way to be pretty was to cake on makeup and get skinny.

But right now she didn't leave her room, so the makeup was unnecessary. But the weight was.

She heard a small and quiet knock on the door but ignored it. She looked like a mess, she looked inside the mirror.

Her hair was laying flatly against her shoulders and her outfit was and oversized t-shirt and gym shorts.

The knock grew louder and she begrudgingly opened the door so the person could only see her eye.

"Lilith it's Damian," he whispered and gently opened the door. It was at leasts 3:00 o'clock a night.

She gently let him in. He had visited her nightly and calmed her down and talked things over.

Damian sat on the bed and she laid her head on his shoulder, "Damian I'm scared." She whispered softly.

"Listen Faye," that was what he called her. He wanted their relationship to be different so he called her by her middle name instead.

"Yes?" She asked holding onto his broad arms.

"Faye you need to do something for me, Can you do that?" He asked and she nodded. He was about half a year older.

"I need you to let others in, and before you argue look at me," He gently tilted her chin so they made eye contact.

"Jason loves you,  and I know he let you down but in bing honest he never slept while looking for you, and these scars. He traced the one behind her ear and whispered breathily into it, "And you are allowed to hurt and feel pain,"

He moved back, "But you need to stop making yourself look weak because I truly believe you are not." He grabbed something out of his pocket and gave it to her.

It was a necklace with the words LR engraved onto it. She looked at him questionably

"I have an idea how you can get your anger out." He smiled and traced her neck with the letters little Red.

She smiled. Damian had told her all about their vigilantes lifestyle. "I want you to become a hero like us, we won't have to tell anyone but I could secretly train you and you could become a hero. And the I think your name should be, Little Red," she smiled and hugged him

"I will," she tucked the necklace inside her drawer as Damian went back to his room and came back with a bag.

"I got this for you," he blushed showing her a costume.

It had a black catsuit with multiple pockets and holders. It had a cape with a red hood and a black scarf to cover her mouth. It had a black domino mask and red combat boots. The gloves had cut outs in them and the last feature was a red knife.

She jumped onto Damian as he held her up and smiled. Lilith thanked him quietly over and over again.

"Here now make sure to hide it somewhere no one will find it, and training starts tomorrow at 4:45 before everyone wakes up at 7:00" she smiled and nodded.

"Thank you Damian, your right. I'm not Alone."

She wasn't alone

And that made her fine.

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