Chapter 3: I'm Not Him

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~ Damian's P.O.V. ~

Y/N and I took a seat. Grayson came in seconds later and sat in his spot. Todd came in bursting with laughter.

"What's so funny, Jay?" Grayson asked.

Todd caught his breath before he spoke, "T-tim told Cass that her hair looked horrible. And Cass just . . . She . . . She pushed him!"

I looked at Todd with a confused look, "how the hell is that supposed to be funny?"

"No, you don't get it. She pushed him and the fucking idiot got his hair stuck in the gate. So Cass took her knife and cut his hair short!"

Grayson smiled, "that's what he gets."

Todd laughs more and sits down in his seat, which is to the right of Y/N. Soon Brown enters the room.

"Hello, you must be Y/N. I'm Stephanie Brown."

They shook hands, "nice to meet you."

Cain came followed by Drake. I watched as he introduced himself. Y/N looked scared.

"Hello, my name is Timothy--"

Before drake could finish Y/N got up and ran for the closest bathroom.

Drake stood there, "um, what happened?"

I stood up from my chair. I told Drake to sit his ass down, "I'll take care of her."

I walked to the bathroom she had gone into and knocked at the door gently.

~ Your P.O.V. ~

Tim walked into the room and I thought I could take it, but I couldn't. He looked just like him, the way they talked was the same, and Tim's hair was cut similar to my father's hair.

I ran to the nearest bathroom and locked myself in.

But then I heard a soft knock on the door. I simply hugged my knees, in hopes that whoever was on the other side of the door would give up. I was too embarrassed about running off like that to see anyone.

"Y/N, it's me. Can you unlock the door?" He asked.

"N-no!"

He sighed, "I know he has the same name as your father, he might also look and talk like him. But I can assure you that Tim would never hurt you. He's a good man. So please, come out."

I got up and unlocked the door. I look at him and then look down as tears roll down my eyes. Damian took me in his arms, he hugged me. I cried onto his chest, "I'm sorry, I just . . . I'm scared."

"I know, but there's nothing to be afraid of."

~

After minutes of Damian comforting me we finally went to the dining room. Bruce, Selina, and Barbara were now here. I apologized to Tim. He smiles and hugged me.

"It's ok! I know about your . . . I just need you to know that i'm not him. In fact, I'll protect you from any harm."

We all ate dinner. Conversations started and laughter was all around the room. I laughed too, but I noticed that Damian didn't, he was the only one who was silent the whole time.

Is he ok? He seems like he's sad or something.

I decided to save my questions for later and instead focus on the great family I had just gained.

And Damian, he was so nice to me. He makes me feel safe. I feel good when I'm around him.

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