Secrets Of His Origins / a Damian Wayne story

~11~ Ready? Go! ~

Damian came back to the Tower to pack his suitcase.

He is worried already, with all moving so fast...

He got to his bedroom and started storing weapons, clothes, money and some books in the bag.

The boy secretly packed a framed picture of him and his family. 

The current robin was done in no time.

Knock, knock.

"Hey Damian? can I come in?" 

Conner.

Damian opened the door glancing at the one behind it, he had a nervous smile.

"What do you want Kent?" 

Conner's POV 

I can't believe Kori chose me to go check on Damian! 

Even Donna is better at this! 

And here I am, standing in front of Damian... Wale? Wate? no! no... it was... Wayne! right...

"What do you want Kent?" he asked me in his I-hate-everything voice.

"Kori asked me to check on you?" Maybe this sounded more like a question than a statement...

He was glaring at me... I swear this boy is terrifying...

Even tho I have proved myself trustworthy and a good teammate, Damian still doesn't trust me. For some reason... 

I think he is just jealous, since I am so much more attractive and handsome and-

"Well then, tell her I am perfectly fine!" he rudely interrupted my thoughts.

"I might not be an Empath, nor a wizard, but I can easily tell you are lying." I spoke.

It's not like I am worried for him... I was just trying to irritate him. 

"get out Kent!" He shouted, 

How rude... 

As a matter of a fact, I have never seen his room before.

He is very rude to me sometimes- all the time. I wonder why? Clark said Damian was a nice person deep inside. Seems like it's too deep.

But all I see is a scary, insecure and spoiled teenager.

I don't hate him... But I don't like him either.

See, I have my own issues, more like daddy issues-

"Kent!" HOLY SHIT- And again, I was rudely interrupted. 

"WHAT!?" 

"I TOLD YOU TO GET OUT! YOU HAVE BEEN STANDING HERE FOR 5 MINUTES TALKING TO YOURSELF!" 

... woops?

"In my defense, I didn't know!"

Classic excuse.

And now the boy no-wonder stood in the doorframe glaring at me.

It's not like I fear him- no not at all- maybe a little- Maybe more than just a little- ok... ok he is scary... 

"I SAID GET OUT! ARE YOU DEAF?"

"HEY- WELL NO! I HAVE SUPER HEARING!" 

"NO YOU DON'T! YOU ARE JUST A CLONE!"

that hurt...

I winced angrily as I left his room, heading to mine.