My life as a Cab Driver (Batfam fic)

hello so this is my first attempt at writing a fan fic so plz be kind when reading. if any information is wrong or slightly off, please let me know and ill either fix it or it will have to stay as is in the story. i started writing this because I want to read this story but I haven't seen anything like it on Wattpad or ao3. this is based on a tumblr post prompt and obvs the characters aren't mine but apart from that its my own story.

Living in Gotham is hard. This place is a shithole and everyone knows it. You grow up with a gun or knife in your pocket, stance ready to attack if you need to. If you're rich, your able to leave this hellhole, but for us poor people, we have to stay and find a way to live. Even as a poor kid, I was lucky. My father might have been a piece of shit but my mom is the best person on Earth. She's a breath of fresh air and everyone who meets her can't help but like her. My shit father might have taught me how to be tough and not let others push me around, but my mom kept me grounded and sane. Even after the bastard left, I kept working out and staying fit so that others could leave me and my mom alone. I didn't want to get tangled up in messy business in Gotham so I lived my life quietly and was fortunate to get a stable job. Well, as stable as a cab driver can be. No one tries to mess with me and after the first time someone tried to rob me went bad, no one tried a second.
I've managed to live my life nice and quietly for the past 6 years but that all suddenly changed when a certain group of "heroes" crashed into my car.