Robin

Distrust

Robin's POV

I ran through the alleyway after the shooter. The team and I had showed up too late. The man had already shot into the crowd killing god knows how many people.

I chased him to dead end of the alley. "Take another step... and I'll shoot!" The man said holding up the gun aiming for me. His hands shaking.

I had to fight the urge to laugh. When would they ever learn? I used a batarang to knock the gun from his hand. He bend down reaching for the gun and I dove too grabbing it before him. I pointed it at him.

It had been nearly two years since I shot a gun. It felt almost alien in my hands now. Almost.

"Hey look man, I- i didn't want to do it- this guy he- he threatened me. Yeah ok-" the man was trembling. Threatened? I thought, who would-

"Robin! Put the gun down!" I heard Wally call from the end of the alley. Not this again. I lowered the gun turning to face him. Forgetting all about the man in my fury. The man snatched the gun from my hands and aimed it at Wally. Shit. I threw my arm in the path of the bullet.

The man's surprise was all I need to finish the job and knock him out. "What were you doing?" Wally demand. Still pissed that he had found me with the gun in my hand.

"I just took a bullet for you!" I said in disbelief. "And you almost put one into him!" Wally snapped back. I curled my hand into a fist. I would have never shot the man.

The rest of the team must have heard the argument cause they rushed in the alley way. "Everything alright?" Artemis asked. Before we could answer Megan gasped, "Robin your bleeding."

I rolled my eyes, "I'll be fine." I said glaring at Wally. "Let's get back to the mountain and we can discuss what happened," Kaldur said. We all just nodded following him to Megan's ship, Conner picking up the shooters body.

When we were on the ship I pressed a cloth to my arm to stop from bleeding out. And I fought not to look at my arm. I still couldn't stand he sight of blood. I thought about how Wally sounded back in the alleyway; scared, unsure of what I would do, distrusting.

I had been with the team for almost two years now. And at first it was good. Nice to have people watch over me, trust me. That was till I realized it was more like they were monitoring me. And that they only trusted me about as far as they could throw me.

Well that wasn't completely true about all of them. But I was getting sick of it. Sick of them holding their breaths around me just waiting for me to mess up. But what I what most sick of was having to act like I was fine with not having their trust. No matter how many times I proved myself worth of it. No matter what I do to try and atone for everything I've done.

It was times like this I found myself missing Roy the most. I couldn't wait for Roy to come back. He been of doing some secret mission in South America for the past few months. He was the only one that really trust me.

When the ship landed and I was the first one off. I walked straight to the medbay and glanced a look down at my arm. The cloth was soaked in blood. I sat on a medical bed unwrapping it. I set it aside and reached for the medical kit that had what I needed for the stitches.

"Do you need some help?" I heard Wally's voice ask from the doorway. Part of me wanted to tell him to shove it where the sun doesn't shine, but I knew this would be easier with help. "Yes." I said and Wally came over.

Wally got to work take out the bullet and I did my best not to look at him or my arm. Though the white medbay didn't give me much to look, it wasn't long before I found myself slipping into an old memory.