Failing to be his beloved (Damian Wayne robin x reader)

A mission

———Big warning chapter!!!———

This morning was very different, I was woken up, and told that I don't need to put on my uniform. I'm thankful for that until kori tells me I'm going to be going undercover at a strip club, as a pole dancer. Could this be any worse. Apparently it's because we need recon. She hands me some waterproof concealer. I put it on and she hands me a short dress. I put it on as well. I go to the try out, and I can tell I'm better then everyone else there. One of my only friends taught me while in the circus. I get the job, kori had Richard make a special pair of contacts for me, so they could see what I see, they also put Damian in to watch out for me. The time comes, and I have to preform. I get out there, they didn't let me wear a dress. This is disgusting. I mean this is a dance. It shouldn't be seen only as sexual. I can't believe something so fun, can be destroyed like that. I understand how people want to preform, but for real, like it's a dance. It's definitely not an invitation. A man in the audience tried to grab me, I moved very quickly out of the way. I start performing.

When I finish preforming. I gladly get out of there. When I get backstage I take out the contacts. Richard speaks into the com. "Damian said he say someone headed to your changing room. You need to get out of there. I grab leggings, and a sweater, and get out of there. I'm almost
Out and gone, but as Im about to open the door. Someone else does. I panic, there's a man in his probably about 20-30s "excuse me." I say, he moves into the room, and closes the door behind him. "You're not going anywhere dolly. " excuse me who does this man think he is. "Yes I am." He grabs my arm."GET OFF ME!" I yell he squeazes harder on my arm. "Owe" this hurts...what's he going to do to me...I can't let him do anything to me. I kick him in the shin, he winces, but squeezes harder on my arm. He uses his other hand to try to grab my chest. And brings his head close to my neck, attempting to give me a hickey, I keep trying to push him off. I think I'm crying. I bring my knee up and slam it as hard as I can in his crotch. His hand scratches my chest. But he lets go, now my problem is getting out, he blocking the door. I hear richard in my com, " shadow why aren't you out yet." I don't respond when the man grabs my ankle and pulls me down, I hit my head on the ground hard." Richard's telling me to " come in shadow,"  the world looks fuzzy, he leans over me, he's close to my legs, but I put my foot, on his shoulder, and push him off. Really hard. He doesn't let go like I hoped though. I use the heel and start to try to stomp on his face, I think I broke his nose. Finally he lets go, I scramble to my feet, the sweater is ripped at the collar, I'm bleeding where he scratched me. My arm is bruising, I just want to get out of here, I run over to the door. He had locked it, I fumble with the lock. I get it about a second later. I open the door half way. He's up again, he seems really mad, he grabs my hair, and flings me at a wall. I feel something break, I think it was a rib. I go to stand again, while I'm on all fours he  kicks me in the side, it gets hard to breath, I feel another broken rib. I jump up, and sweep his legs. I'm bleeding in a few places. I open the door with less fumbling this time, and run out. Half way out the door again, and he grabs my hair, I wince , and crouch to the ground. I want this to stop. I turn and kick him in the stomach he lets go of my hair, I am all the way out the door, I'm very much so running. When I get outside to the rondavo  point, I crouch up against a wall, and cry. I hear steps. My head is barried in my hands, i don't want to face that again, I try to scoot away from the steps. "L/n?" I let out a sob, how does he know my name." I hear the steps get closers day crouch down ,"stay...stay away from me...stay away..." I sound pathetic,"what happened l/n" the person says,he leans away,"Grayson , I found her...I don't know...Grayson shut up." I'm still trembling," l/n it's me Damian, what happened.Are you-WHO THE FUCK DID THAT" he sees the bruising on my arm, but hes pointing at the ripped shirt, and scratch."he...he wouldn't get...he wouldn't get off of me. I tried to run...he wouldn't get off of me." I'm shaking and shuddering and hyperventilating." L/n you're in shock, you need to breath, can I touch you?"I don't want anyone to touch me."no...no...don't...don't touch me...please." He seeems alright with that answer," what do you want me to do? Who did this to you?" I don't know what to say,"the man in the...in the dressing room." He looks livid. He stands up... I know what he's about to go do. I don't want him to leave. I don't want to be alone. I grab his arm. He freezes,"don't leave me...please." He turned around, and crouched down. He whispered,"I'll never leave you." I think I was calming down after about an hour, I just held his hand crying, and he let me. He didn't say anything, and it was peaceful. My adrenaline wore off though, and I'm definitely feeling the broken ribs like this. I let go of his hand, trying to stand up. Everything fades to black. I hear my name yelled,"y/n".