What happens when Gotham's superhero has a secret? And not just a small one. One in the shape of a pale-fake-red head. ................................................................................... "Why must you keep me a secret?" I screamed at him. He looked at me. "I'm-." I cut him off. "Save it. I can't handle this stress and abuse anymore. We're over." I sobbed. "You don't mean that. I'm just trying to protect you. What would they do if they found out about us?" He spoke softly. "They won't because there no longer is a us." I walked away ignoring his pleas. I sighed. Yeah, I thought, I just broke up with a superhero.... .................................................................................... DISCLAMIER: I DO NOT OWN BATMAN. OR ANY OF HIS FRIENDS. I ONLY OWN THIS STORY PLOT AND OTHER CHARECTERS. COPYING OF THIS STORY WILL RESULT IN FINES UP TO 1,000 DOLLARS. ©2016 smylie228
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