Batboys Preferences and Imagines

I'm So Sorry (Damian Wayne x Suicidal!Reader)

Warning - Suicidal thoughs and mention of suicide Requested by LunaMysteria "Ok, well I'd like to request a oneshot where the reader and Damian Wayne are friends and the reader is suicidal but Damian doesn't know and one day, Damian is so busy he has no time to spend with the reader, who gets sad and feels like she's a burden on Damian. She texts him to say that she really loves him and that she doesn't wanna be a burden on him any longer. Then she trys to kill herself by overdosing in her bathroom and at that time Damian has just finished his important mission and checks his phone and sees the message and then understands the situation and rushes to save the reader. He finds her in the bathroom and takes her to the hospital but she dies a day later. Then he announces at her funeral that he did love her but was too afraid to tell her and that he wishes he had just stayed out of the mission so she could have survived. It goes with the song Hold On by Chord Overstreet."
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Damian pulled you through the woods

You hadn't known him for long. In fact you had only met about a month ago in Gotham Academy, but he had become your best friend. You did everything with Damian Wayne. He did his best to keep the press out of your relationship since it was his experience that they ruined everything. You guys hung out all the time and pretty much anywhere. You guys told each other everything.

Well, maybe not everything. There were a couple of things he didn't know about, such as your huge crush on him or your severe depression and anxiety which often made you suicidal. However you haven't heard from him in a couple of months. You guys texted back and forth until suddenly he stopped texting a couple of days ago. It worried you and more importantly, there was a negative decline in your mood. You were either sad or angry all the time.

You stopped eating and your family coughed it up to hormones or lack of sleep. But you hadn't slept in 7 days and sleep deprivation affected you greatly. It was your third day of not eating and you were exhausted. You picked up your phone and tried to call Damian again. It rang, and rang but he never answered. It always went to voicemail.

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Tears streamed steadily down your face as you held the bottle of medicine in your shaky hands. You sat in a corner in your bathroom and cried. You cried for hours thinking about this, but you were pretty sure nobody would miss you anyways. You spilled a handful of the little red pills into your hands and threw them in your mouth.

It didn't hurt and you thought dying would be different then this. But it was simple. One moment you were crying and in so much emotional pain and the next moment, you were gone.

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Damian got back to the Manor after his mission and threw his mission bag onto his bed. He picked up his phone that he had ignored during his busy work and noticed 56 missed calls from you and 72 unread texts. His eyes widened and he ran back outside after changing and onto his bike. The pain in his heart increased as he sped through the streets of Gotham and realized he had ignored the love of his life.

He knocked three times on your door before he kicked it in. He found your house a mess and noted that your parents had clearly not been home in a long time. He called for you and upon hearing silence he searched your house. He found the bathroom door cracked with saw a figure on the floor.

Damian rushed into the bathroom and his heart clenched. At first he thought you had just fallen asleep but the empty bottle of pills informed his otherwise. He looked for your pulse and found it faint and fading. He picked you up and raced you to the nearest hospital which thankfully was Gotham General Hospital. The Batcave was too far away.

He got into the hospital and they took you from his arms. He wasn't allowed in the room with you until you woke up. If you woke up. The nurse came out of your room and into the waiting room where Damian paced. She stopped in front of him and shook her head. And for the first time in years, Damian Wayne cried.

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Bruce paid for your funeral and you parents couldn't even be bothered to show. Others from your family came, and they cried. But nobody seemed to be as sad as Damian. Tim, Jason, Alfred, Dick, Bruce, and even Dick's wife Zatanna, came to support him. For a moment there wasn't any family drama between the boys, just them being there for their youngest brother. Damian stood at your coffin and kissed your picture on the cheek before they lowered the coffin into the ground. "I'm so sorry." Damian whispered.

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For a long time after your death, Damian's mind remained clouded. He left Gotham for a long time. Every year people would see him place flowers on your grave and mutter small apologies. Five years passed. Then ten. Damian Wayne was now 25 returning to Gotham city. But even ten years wasn't enough for Damian to heal and he remained broken, always being heard saying the same thing. "I'm so sorry."