Narrators P.O.V
Damian wasn't the youngest nor was he the oldest, dick and Kylie occupied those places. But they all tread him as the youngest. Like he was some type of disease. Like a mistake that couldn't be erased! But it gets worse. They would alway blame him like he was the reason for there failure. They would blame him if their hair wasn't looking right, if they failed a mission, if the crime randomly increased even if they were having a bad day and Damian had nothing to do with it, it was always some how Damian's fault. Even if Damian was at school and didn't have anything to do with his brothers and sister they always found away to blame him for there own failure.
But one day when Damian got home from school they took it to a hole new level...
3rd Person P.O.V
As Damian slowly started to walk to the manner front door after walking home from school as Kylie had told Alfred that Damian was staying late to talk to a teacher. He didn't really mind walking home but he just wished the Kylie wouldn't lie about him.
As he walked through the front doors he didn't expect to see Kylie and his father standing right there waiting for his arrival. Bruce had a almost cold hearted look on his face that didn't go well with his black and white suit, while Kylie had the biggest grin on her face that even if you couldn't see it you could smell it, it fitted perfectly with her school uniform. To say the least she looked like the school slut that slept with anyone she could get.
But the two of them didn't scare Damian, after all he was the grandson of ra al ghul himself!
"Hello father" Damian calmly yet smoothly spoke. "Damian.." Bruce coldly spat while giving a batglare to his blood son. "kyle..-" is all Damian could say before getting a cold hard slap to the face.
Damian quickly looked up as his head had been pushed to the side. "Father?!?" I all Damian say before Bruce put his strong hands onto Damian's shoulders and started to squeeze. "Do you know what you've done?!?" Bruce said in a deadly calm voice. Yet the way he was acting did not go with his voice. He was squeezing Damian's shoulders so tight that they could break like a twig. "FATHER!" Damian screeched, as he could feel his bones being crushed under the pressure.
"D-dad! You mustn't hurt big brother! I'm sure he didn't mean to destroy your painting. He must of mistakenly spilled some paint onto the painting of you and nana and papa! I'm sure it was an accident!" Kylie said in her 'I'm the innocent little sister that truly loves everyone! And I will never do anything wrong!' Type of voice. The exact same one Damian hates so much!
Damian's face dropped at what Kylie had. To say he went while, like he had seen a ghost was an under statement! He was as white as the ghost!
"HOW CAN SOMEONE GET RED PAINT HAFE WAY UP THE WALL?!? THEY WOULD EITHER HAVE TO BEEN FLYING AND WENT INTO SOMETHING AND THE PAINT SPILT OR THEY HAD TO BE TRYING TO GET IT ONTO THE PAINTING! AND SINCE DAMIAN CANT FLY THEN HE DID IT ON PURPOSE!" Bruce yelled as rage had completely consumed him.
"I- I DIDNT DO SHIT! LET ME GO FATHER! YOUR HURTING ME!" Damian yelled back while the pain started to double.
"YEAH FUCKING RIGHT! YOU LITTLE LIER! I SHOULD HAVE LEFT YOU WITH YOUR MOTHER! AND NEVER LOOKED BACK! BECAUSE ALL YOU DO IS SCREW THINGS UP! ALL YOU'VE DONE IS TORN THIS FAMILY APART!" Bruce yelled so loud that Superman could hear him loud and clear from the others said of the Galaxy. But that wasn't all he was doing. He kept applying pressure to Damian's shoulders. He was squeezing them so tight that Damian was almost about to cry.
"STOP!" Damian yelled while quickly trying to pry Bruce's hands off his shoulders only to fail. But that wasn't about to stop him, he quickly went to prying one hand off his left shoulder. It wasn't too long until Damian had finally preyed Bruce's Hand off his left shoulder. But he wasn't quick enough to get the other hand off his right shoulder. "CRACK!" Bruce's jaw dropped at the sicking sound of Damian's shoulders cracking while Kylie's face had a mixture of emotions. Somewhat happy but others were pity.
Damian didn't say a word. He only ripped Bruce's hand off his shoulders before quickly grabbed his shoulder and taking a few steps back. "And they call me the monster! When your out here breaking your sons shoulder for something he didn't even do!" Damian hissed at Bruce. " D-Damian.. I-I didn't mean to.. I wasn't trying to hurt you.. I-" is all Bruce could get out before Damian quickly cut him off. "But you did.." is all Damian said before picking up his school bag and disappearing into the hallway by his room.
As he was walking he was about to pass Tim. Who of course didn't like him so Tim went to brush shoulders with Damian but little did he know that Damian had a crushed shoulder, so when he brushed shoulders, Damian hissed in pain and quickly pulled back almost backing into the side table next to the wall. "What the hells wrong with you?!?" Tim yelled while turning around. But when he saw the look on Damian's face he wasn't expecting to see sadness, hurt, disappointment and regret.
"Damian?" Is all Tim could say before Damian quickly rushed off to his room quickly closing the door behind him.
"W-What was that.." is all Tim could say before continuing his walk.
Hello everyone!
Sorry I didn't post sooner! I've just been really tired and studying a lot can really take a toll on some one. But anyways I hope you guys like the chapter!
Till next time my lovely's! 😁👌🤟🤘✌️🤛
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