Finding The Piece (Batboys x Reader)

Chapter 10

*previously*

I turned around, towards the other boys, setting down the coffee in hand. The smile on my face fell as I walked up to Dick, worry and fear filling me with each step, "Dick, I have to ask you a favor, for when we don't have the cure yet,"

He nodded and I took a breath in, thinking this over once more before letting it out,

"Can you keep me locked in the cage just in case?"

_______1st Person POV_______________

  I sat there in the cage, leaning up against the clear side, pondering over the events unfolding. My mind seemed to wander off into a void and abyss as I became enthralled in my thoughts.

  Liam and Hayden had lied to me all those months, or at these that's why is suspected, but not only that, they were the ones the helped get me crazy. I trusted them and they just pushed me aside like an old stuffed animal you trashed and don't want anymore.

  But just thinking over their betrayal seemed to match up so well with everything; Hayden always wanting to get close to me at school, Liam taking me to the Court of Owls, them both wanting me to murder innocents, planning with Joker, Hayden disappearing most times. Maybe he didn't actually have a family, but instead it was Joker who he was seeing instead.

  It all seemed so bizarre yet expected upon. It was probably only a matter of time for them to figure it all out.

  Letting out a sigh, I flung my head forward before bringing it back against the wall behind me, a bit of frustration taking over my nerves. I was so engaged in my own head that I didn't even hear someone sit down next to the cage, their hands sliding under a small opening in the wall pushing a plate of hot, good smelling food my way. I looked over and down to the floor, seeing the plate with silverware. Reaching over, I picked up the plate and set it on my lap, the warmth from it burning my legs slightly yet giving me a nice source of heat.

   "You know, he missed you," I heard the familiar sound of my brother's voice say, "Father that is,"

  I nodded and continue to eat,

  "His crying would wake me at night, but so did Drake's loud footsteps," he chuckled slightly at the end, trying to add a bit of an uplifting ending to his words. I let out a sigh, not exactly realizing the affect I had on my family.

  I always knew as a kid that running away wasn't a good decision. You'd leave your parents alone, all by themselves, lonely, without their blood and love to be with them, to take care of anything. It hit most parents hard when their kids disappeared, I know. I had a friend in 7th grade who ran away and before she was found, her parents become a mess. They looked tired, thin, almost corpse like without their daughter, but the aftermath of her being returned changed them drastically again. They went from okay to bad back to okay.

  But running away from Bruce, I didn't even think twice about how he must've felt,

  "The more I keep thinking about it and keep telling myself that it was the right decision to leave," I looked over to Damian, a bit of a warm small smile formed as my eyes looked into his maskless ones, "The more I realize it wasn't the right decision,"

  "It was a poor decision on your part," he smirked and I shook my head, understanding his sarcastic/joking tone,

  "Shut up, at least I didn't ditch everyone because I wanted to be alone. I did it because I thought it was what was best," I argued, taking another bit of my food as a small smirk was forming on my face from the silence between us. I glanced up to his face, seeing him holding a straight face before shaking his head, unable to come back with something,

  "Whatever,"

  I giggled a bit at him before swallowing my food I had in my mouth and looking across the cell, seeing how boring it was. There wasn't much in it, which was a good thing but it caused me to be bored greatly from the lack of entertainment. All I had was talking to one of the boys of the house, or if Barbara was to come over as well.

  I looked down towards the floor of the cell as I hesitated to take another bite, my mind shifting into a different thought that mad me let out a chuckled sigh, "Its honestly crazy," Damian hummed in response, not fully understanding what I was going on about, "To think how drastically my life has changed with the last year or so... I mean think of it-"

  "You discovered your secret father and brother, get involved in crime/hero business, find out your life is a life, suddenly have powers, go insane from a virus, run away, and now are locked in a cell, looking completely different next to your twin brother. How is that so crazy?" He joked and I just shook my head, waving my fork a bit at him,

  "No, but for real- my life has changed so much! I mean, if you guys wouldn't have found me or anything... I might still be at school, hanging with my friends and living with my lie of a family," I answer rather depressing towards the end, realization sinking in of how I could still be normal if it wasn't for Dad and Damian.

  I'm not angry though of that fact, as I'm glad I found my true people and family. I've found my true self as well, besides the crazy crap.

  They screwed you over (Y/N)

  Don't listen to yourself.

  You're crazy, remember???

  They forced you out of being normal!

  I moved a hand up to my head as I gripped onto it, a small headache sinking in as I let out a small groan. The voice of Him was echoing within my head, which made me feel angered, but I know it was just the side effects of the virus. It wasn't real, and it's just my mind's insecure lies. I know it can't be real.

  Taking a deep breath in, I let it out, my forced closed eyes relaxing a bit as I felt a little amount of the pain leave my head. I kept my hand on my head, rubbing circles into my forehead as it soothed a small bit the pain away. I tried to keep the conversation flowing on between Damian and I, trying to distract myself, but it seemed a little too painful to keep talking. I couldn't hold a conversation anymore as my head hurt with every word Dami spoke, which made me feel bad to bring the conversation to silence, but a girl was in pain.

  Letting out a sigh, I pushed the plate of half-eaten food towards the small hole in the wall, making sure Damian caught my hint that I was done. I wasn't full, but I knew I wouldn't be able to eat anymore. My headaches, if worse enough, made my stomach act up as well and I usually would throw up, so probably best to stop eating now.

  Watching Damian pick up the plate, he gave me a small nod as he stood up and headed out of the little cage area, off to take the plate elsewhere. I say there lonely, left to be wherever I am.

  It was quite boring, honestly. I didn't have much to do besides sit here, listen to the radio, hope dad brings me a TV or some form of entertainment, wish one of the boys would show up again, and pray for (ice cream/slushie/smoothie).

  I know this will be boring...

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  Yeah yeah, it's a boring chapter. But I'm trying to get back in there, so please don't judge and if it's bad or seems slow. It'll get better...maybe-