Stood Up (Tim Drake/Red Robin x Reader)

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You waited at the coffee shop for a while. Actually, you waited there for two hours. See you had a date with your current boyfriend named Luke. Well Luke was known for skipping out on dates and coming home very late. You suspected him cheating. So, this date was to see if he could prove that suspicion wrong.

You drummed your fingers on the table and stared out the window. You got even more bored and started to stream some videos on your phone. You got halfway through a movie when you received a text from Luke saying: "Sorry babe. Work has me piled up."

You knew that was a lie, but you texted: "That's okay. I need to go pick up my brother to drive him to my mom's place." You texted back. You didn't have a brother but you wanted to see what his response.

Him: "Okay."

You slammed your phone on the table, thank god it didn't break, and grabbed your purse. You had caught a lot of people's attention from how angry you were. You gave the barista a tip and walked to your car. You got in and drove home. You saw Luke's car there. You got out and saw that the front door was slightly cracked. Your nostrils flared. You pushed the door open and heard giggling.

You tossed your purse on the kitchen counter and opened the bedroom door. Luke was there with some stranger, a girl, and both of them were naked. You were shocked, but wore a calm face. Luke gasped and the girl shrieked in surprise.

You pointed to the girl. "You. Out." You said calmly. You then pointed to Luke. "Get decent. I want to talk to you about something." You walked into the kitchen and decided to wash some dishes. Luke was delayed to get dressed because he was scared. The girl got out first, you looked at her. "I never slept with him, but apparently Luke has HPV. He told me that a week ago. I would get yourself checked out if you didn't use a condom." You lied to her.

The girl gasped in horror and actually believed it. She ran out the door. You were so angry at the moment that you could care less how mean you were being. You heard someone slowly walk into the kitchen.

"(Y/N) I'm sorry." Luke said all nervous.

"It's okay." You said in a calm tone.

"Wait. Aren't you mad?" He asked.

"No I'm not mad." You said.

"Oh good I-"

"I'M PISSED!" You took a plate and threw it at him. It barely missed him and shattered against a wall. "Get the fuck out! I will have your shit sent to you!" You yelled at him.

Luke freaked the fuck out and grabbed his shoes, stepping on some glass on the way out, and putting on his shoes. He ran out of your apartment. You locked the door and stared at the broken plate. You pressed yourself against the door and stared at the shattered plate, the shards of glass everywhere. You began to cry and slide down the door. Right now the plate felt like your heart. You didn't deserve this shit. You didn't want to be looked at as the crazy ex, but when you are hurt sometimes you do things you don't mean to do. Everyone does.

That night you spent cleaning up the plate shards, you called 3 days off of work, you stuffed Luke's shit in trash bags and his duffel bags, and tossed meaningless shit into the trash. You even threw the sheets away, the blankets he used too, because you weren't laying in a bed that he slept in with a random woman.

The naps had turned you into a zombie because you would see Luke with that girl in your dreams. So now you were living off of coffee to keep yourself up. You looked like you should play a part of a Nightmare on Elm Street role, when the kids were drinking coffee to keep themselves awake. One day you managed to get a shower, put on some comfortable clothes, and go out in Gotham. You took a walk in a park, bought a few candy bars, and decided to go see if that one coffee shop was open.

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