*Cutting and depression and a lot of blood*
Dick sat at the edge of the roof in the Gotham rain tears slowly making tracks down his face.
Was the team right? Did he need to...
Did he need to kill himself?
It's not like he hadn't tried before. But Batman or rather Bruce came and 'saved' him. It couldn't hurt to cut himself a little more. Just a little.
Plus it's not like Bruce would care. After all...
He was just a charity case.
He slid off the roof and into Wayne manor with a mission. Maybe more than a few cuts would be better.
Maybe death would be nice.
He walked into the bathroom at Wayne manor that was now currently empty.
He looked in the mirror and stared at his reflection. His black hair stuck to his forehead. His normally bright blue eyes were dull. And he just stared at his reflection. The redness of his eyes standing out.
He then reached down to the small drawer on the sink and pulled out the small silver blade that laid in the cubby.
He didn't bother hiding it. Maybe be wanted, someone to help. But that would never happen. The people closest to him simply didn't care enough.
*CUTTING*
He picked up the blade and rolled up his arm selves. He then harshly brought the blade down onto his arm.
"I'm sorry Mami and Tati"
He did it again.
"I'm sorry Bruce"
He brought the blade down harder.
"I'm sorry to everyone that's going to mourn. It's probably a false hope seeing how not even Bruce cares."
Oh, how he enjoyed the sensation of being able to cut again.
"I'm sorry I was born into this world."
He set the blade down not noticing the white tiles that were now covered in blood.
His blood.
He walked over to the plain white medicine cabinet that seemed to be begging him to open it.
He opened the small door blood still gushing down his arm.
His eyes were trained on the strongest bottle of sleeping pills in the cabinet.
He grabbed the bottle opening it about to pour into his hand when he stopped.
"A note. I need a note."
He blindly reached for a paper or pen but found none. Then he stopped and looked at all the blood.
"That could work."
Sorry for the dark and twisty stuff. I swear I'll try and post something happy tomorrow.
If you have any requests, please let me know.
Also the reason there was no bold this chapter is because I'm saving it for part 3.
Bye!
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Dick Grayson One-Shots
FanfictionA bundle of one~shots that will make you laugh and cry. And they're all about the best Robin! Dick Grayson!!! (They get better the farther you read I promise. The first few suck.) //This work is old and not the best but it was fun to write so... Enj...
