Saving The Heart

Part Five : Chapter Five

Oof this is late but I'm honestly just trying to stay alive right now. Anyway, would you guys like it if I wrote another fanfiction for a different ship? It'd be adding another thing to my plate but it'd also probably make me a lot happier. Enjoy this chapter guys, although I'm gonna say sorry in advance...

"Stop dodging and fight me!" Talia screamed. She threw punch after punch, kick after kick, but instead of fighting back, Damian just dogged all of her attacks.

"No!" Damian yelled back, flipping over her to avoid a jab.

Meanwhile Jon say on the floor feeling useless. Not only could he not help in this situation, but the situation was over him. Not to mention he couldn't even see! He could hear Damian and his mom grunting and yelling at each other, but it was more like background noise. Instead, his mind was flooded with his thoughts.

He knew Damian had meant well, but this date had been an absolute disaster! Jon had really wanted to talk to Damian about how he'd been feeling lately but instead got dragged around and he kind of felt... used. And then, when he thought he'd finally be able to really speak to Damian, his mother came and kidnapped them and made everything about Damian, to the point of making Jon useless in the situation!

Jon hated this. He hated not having a voice. He hated being useless. He hated being blindfolded. He hated high school. He hated this date. He hated being a part of the Teen Titans. He hated his date. He hated Damian. He hated Talia. He hated everything!

"AAAAAAHHHH!" He screamed, struggling in his restraints and jerking around on the ground, desperate to get out of here. Damian and Talia stopped fighting for a moment in surprise.

"See, Damian," Talia urged. "Your pet is getting impatient!"

"I AM NOT HIS PET!" Jon screamed at her. Damian was taken aback. He'd never seen Jon so angry before. Jon was supposed to be the cheerful one, the one who kept him sane. What would he do without Jon's constant optimism canceling out his cynicism and making them whole.

Talia clocked him. He dropped to the ground and back into the present. "You'll fight me now, won't you, Damian?" Talia laughed.

"No, no I won't!" He spat at her and stood back up, feeling a little dizzy. Before Talia could respond, one of the walls was burst into, sending bricks flying.

"He won't, but we will." There stood Conner and Tim in costume as Superboy and Robin, respectively.

"Ha!" Damian laughed, swaying a little. "They're gonna kick your ass." He fell to the floor, knocked out.

"Superboy, you take Talia and I'll untie Jon before I come to help you," Tim said.

"As if I need help," Conner said, smiling and cracking his knuckles.

"Trust me on this one."

Tim ran over to Jon and cut off the blindfold and hand restraints using one of his gadgets. "Jon, are you okay?"

Jon stood up and rubbed his eyes. "No, I'm the opposite of ok!" He looked over at Damian, who was lifeless on the floor. "Tell Damian to go to the Fortress of Attitude when he wakes up."

"Wait-" 

But Jon flew out of the building before Tim could ask anything. There was something he needed to get off his chest.