I had to walk at least thirty minutes before being able to catch a cab. I was exhausted but what Ivy told me gave me some hope to finally find answers. I felt asleep in the cab and the driver had to wake me up when he stopped in front of my house. I paid him and walked out of his car. I watched it driving away before turning toward the entrance of my house. I saw that one of the lights was on. Robert must have wait for me to return. I felt awful for making him worry. He was like my grandfather. He had lost my parents and my sister as well as me.
I walked inside closing the door behind me. The light was coming from the dining room.
"Robert? I'm back. I'm sorry I came back late, and I didn't tell you before leaving." I said walking in the dining room.
I looked around. There were no one.
"Robert?"
Did he go to bed and forgot to switch off the light? I walked toward the door leading to the kitchen, when I was hit by the smell; a smell of iron. I gulped walking faster to the kitchen. "Robert?!"
The room was pitch black. I switched the light on.
The scenery made me want to scream but the sound stayed blocked into my throat as I felt the tears gathering at the edge of my eyes.
The lifeless body of Robert was laying on his stomach on the kitchen ground, in his own blood. There was too much blood, too much blood.
"Robert!" I finally screamed, but of course he didn't answer.
I ran to him, kneeling on his blood. I grabbed him and turned him around. His head turned too, and his opened eyes looked straight at me.
"No, no, no, no" I whispered as I was shaking his shoulders lightly in a vain hope to wake him up.
There was so much blood that I couldn't see where it came from. I looked into my jeans pocket and found my phone. I dialled the emergency number.
The voice of a woman answered.
"Gotham Emergency, I'm listening".
"I ... My ... He is hurt ... there is so much blood and ..."
"Ma'am, please take a deep breath and try to stay calm okay" the woman said.
I felt my tears running down my cheek. I tried to wipe them, but I covered my face with Robert's blood in the process.
"Ma'am are you still here? I need you to tell me what happened" the woman voice made me come back in the present.
"I was out and when I came back, I found him here. He ... I don't know how ... I don't know. But he lost a lot of blood. There is blood everywhere. He didn't answer. He didn't answer. "I said panic as I looked at his chest where I thought I found a deep wound. I automatically pressed my hand on this wound as if I could stop the bleeding. But deep inside I knew that there was no more blood to escape the wound.
"He ... he ... he doesn't breaths.... I ..." I sobbed.
"Alright ma'am, I need you to calm down and to give me your address, okay?"
I was giving my address when my phone was snatched from my hand. I turned around, slipping in Robert's blood, finding myself face to face with a tall silhouette of a man.
I jumped back in surprise, bumping in Robert's lifeless body in the process. I stayed silent as I watched the man listening to the woman who was asking if I was still here. He looked at me or I thought.
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The Masked Doll (Damian Wayne x reader)
Fanfic"I just want the truth" You would have never imagine that one day, you would ask yourself that question: What is better: Life or Death ?