The Soulmates Who Aren't Soulmates

Chapter 9

A/N: this one is a bit longer than the other chapters

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Hot air was against his skin and his hands were pulled in an uncomfortable way, except for that Tim could feel anything. His tongue was heavy in his mouth and all he could taste was iron and he couldn't feel his legs. His head hurt and he was struggling against the drugs in his body. He was fighting to open his eyes but they felt like they wegihed at least a millions tons at the moment.

He tried to make his eyes open by thinking about awful things but it didn't helped, the opposite actully, every thought that run in his mind made his eyes screw more. So he let himself relax. It was hard but he has to, it could be the thing that will make his eyes open so he would be able to look at his sourrondering.
And that's what he did for the next 15 minutes. His head hurt less and he started to feel his legs again but his hands still were in an uncomfortable and he still tasted only iron in his mouth and then he found out that his sense of smell didn't exactly worked and now it dose.And that was what made his eyes open wide and he almost puked.

The strong, disgusting smell of pee made him open his eyes and almost empty everything in his stomach.

He tried to breathe only from his mouth while he looked around.

Everything was dark so Tim waited until his eyes Get used to the darkness and when they did he was in some kind of basement, he still had his suite on, his hands were tie above his head and he was on a ruined mattress. Next to him was a sleeping guy with brown hair and he was in a suite.

'It's Shawn Stefan.' said the voice in his mind. And made Tim think about what the hell happened.

He remmbers the meeting. It went kind of well, Shawn was diffrent from his father, he knew that: "No" dosen't mean: "Yes, I will tell you about what we are working on right now in WE even if that's secret right now." Which is a really nice thing.

So they talked a bit and when they were about to leave... That's when everything start to get fogging in his mind but he could guess what happend: They got drugged and kidnapped.

And the kidnappers were nowhere. At least nowere Tim could see.

He looked up at the ropes around his hands and he knew that he could run away at any second but: 1. He isn't red robin now, he's Tim Drake-Wayne (Even through he dropped the Wayne name long time ago.) and 2. He would have to help Shawn as well. But he can't trust the bats to come for him. And superboy or kid flash can't come to Gotham just to save him. But maybe the bats will come to save Shawn. And then Tim would have to explan how he got himself kidnap and he already heared Damian's voice in his head' Insulting him for getting kidnap, something he didn't even had control on.

He closed his eyes and slowed his breath, wishing it would dim the horrible smell a bit.

He tried to think about everything but his mind always run back to the first time he was kidnapped.

He was seven years old then and his mom was so disappointed in him. Although it took him couple of years to understand that she wasn't upset with the fact that he was kidnapped but by the fact that he let that happen. Which was a horrible thing but he expected that. After all he was what she called: "A rotten child" and he got that. He still think he is rotten, not as much as in his childhood but enough to make his so called family hate him and replace him without thinking about it.

He understood that. He isn't good enough to be one of them. He is the stand in and the replacement and the pretender. They expect from him love but he can't expect it back. He did it once and he can't do it again. It was a really big mistake to think that he would be part of their family.