Who We Are [Damian Wayne x Reader]

Chapter 37

Blood.

Yes, you guessed it. My blood.

This stupid psycho clown had only hit me 10 times and I was bleeding already.

Yes, I've been counting. That'll be how many times I'll shoot him with my arrows, once I get out. He better be alive so he can feel the pain.

I didn't know that being hit 10 times with a crowbar could hurt. Actually, now that I think about it, I should've known.

My body was numb. I was laying on the cold floor. I could move, but barely.

However, my hands were tied behind me.

Funny thing is that, he untied me from the chair to hit me. But, when I was about to punch him, he aimed for my leg.

He wanted me not to be able to stand up or walk. And he got it.

He only aimed for my stomach, leg, or  arm. This meant that he wanted me alive.

Probably to spite Batman.

I groaned as I moved through the floor to sit up. He left with that psychotic girl of his. I figured out her name was Harley.

How? Because he called out her name and asked for her to give it a try.

As I sat on the floor, my body kept trying it's best to balance itself.

"I'm going... to kill you" I muttered as if he was in the room, listening. I tried my best to hold on, but my body fell to the right.

More pain spread through the cuts I had. Somehow, that crowbar was able to go through my suit.

I have Joker's laughs stuck on my mind. I just want to scream, punch, kick him!

How long have I been here? I don't even know.

What I do know, is that it's probably night.

I couldn't tell because I was stuck in this dark room with only one dim light.

Only one light source...

Great.

I decided to just stay on the floor. I couldn't do anything else. Why have I been so weak lately?

I've always felt strong, and suddenly, I feel defeated.

A tear slipped off my cheek as I hoped to see my father again. My new friends, (G/B/F), Luke, Dick, Jason, Tim, except for (G/B/F) because she's already been my friend. And Damian...

I sighed as I layed on the ground and faced the wall.

I got to say that I'm feeling a lot better now. Yea it still hurts, but not as much. Or maybe it's just because my body is so numb and I don't feel it anymore. I'll just pretend that I'm weak, just to see what Joker is up to.

That is if he ever comes back to this roo-

"Having a blast with the floor?" I hear the clown say after shutting the door closed with himself in.

"Why'd you record?" I asked quietly as I turned my body to face him, ignoring the pain.

I remember him recording as he gave me the first 3 hits. He was speaking but I wasn't listening.

"Why for Batman, of course!" He exclaimed before he let out a few chuckles.

Oh god, they're probably looking for me now. But they don-

Wait a minute.

"Did you do it live?" I asked a little more desperate to hear his answer.

"Yes, it makes it more... intimidating"