Chapter 15

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"He what?!" I slammed the counter of the lady out of anger.

He was just put behind bars. I just saw him yesterday evening. What the hell!

"(Y/N)..." I hear Damian put his hand on my shoulder.

I close my eyes as I concentrate on my breathing pattern to calm down. After a few seconds I open them and I faced the officer,

"Sorry" I gave her a smile as if I didn't just hit her desk while she gave me a nervous one.

As I walked outside, I knew Damian was following me.

Especially when he spoke behind me,

"(Y/N), what was that?"

"I'm sorry, Damian" I stated before walking away with my hands crossed.

"(Y/N)!" I hear him scream behind me.

"Just let me be, please" I yelled back.

I lied. I wanted to talk out what I had in me. But what did I have?

Just when I try to understand my father, he escapes.

All of a sudden, I felt arms wrapped around me and a chin on top of my head,

"No"

The voice belonged to Damian.

"When I'm mad, I need someone to talk to. Just like you need one. And I believe that I told you that I'm here for you. So no, I'm not leaving you"

His grip got tighter as if I were to run somewhere. I blushed at his words. The way he said it. He really mean't it.

"Gracias" I stated in spanish. When I really want my words to come out with emotion, I state them in spanish.

"Gracias" = "Thank you" in spanish

In spanish, if you have the right accent, the words are filled with emotion.

"De nada, y no eres la única que sabe español" I turn around to see him with a smirk.

"De nada, y no eres la única que sabe español" = "You're welcome, and you're not the only one who knows spanish"

I giggled as I wrapped my arms around his waist and he wrapped his around my shoulders.

Now I was really sure that I loved him. He's someone I can trust.

He really is a great friend.

However, my heart was telling me something else. It was beating so fast, but I don't speak it's language. So, I don't understand what it's trying to tell me.

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"Thanks, Dami" I stated with a smile as we walked through the park.

We decided to walk inside the park and walk to my house from there. But this would be a lot farther for Damian to get home. And he just sent Alfred home.

"Dami?" He questioned.

"Like your new nickname?" I said sarcastically.

"-TT-, I prefer Rich Boy, than Dami" He spoke the word 'Dami' with disgust.

That '-TT-'...

Robin says it too. It can't be that...

Damian Wayne is Robin?

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