A/N: this is a continuation of short fics about Bruce being abusive to Dick.
*Warning-- contains self harm and abuse*
A special thanks to:
Birdflash777 for being awesome and for wanting a part 3! Thanks.

"It w-was....B-bruce" Dick whispered to Wally.

Dick's eyes began to flutter open. The light inside the room was blinding him at bit, so he groan in irritation.
This caused his best friend to step into his line of vision. Very thing was blurry but he could no doubt make out the person to be none other that, Wally West, a.k.a Kid Flash, a.k.a. his best friend in the whole wide world.

Dick suddenly pushed himself  up onto his elbows but Wally's hand on his chest pushed him back down. He could faintly hear Wally say something on the lines of rest, so Dick nodded his head. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking everything in.

That's when it hit him. The cave, the hits, then the mountain telling Wally the truth.
Dick sat up quickly.

His breathing was now ragged, heavy, coming out in quite pants and gaps. His whole body now felt numb and his breath was caught in his throat, preventing from breathing. His whole body began to shake, his eyes were widen with fear.

Wally quickly tried to help him, he could see the fear inside his best friend's eyes. Dick was having a panic attack right before his eyes.

Wally placed his hand on Dick's back, but Dick tensed  up the second he did that, unable to stop himself from reacting that way. Wally immediately pulled back from him, concert bedded deep within his emerald eyes.
"Dickie..." He said but no matter what Dick kept panicking so Wally had to call Black Canary for backup, in hopes she could help his friend out.

"Oh my gosh! I told! I freaking told someone, oh my gosh! He's going to punish me so much. I failed him, I'm a failure. I am pathetic like he said. I'm so stupid, Oh my god? He's going to be so mad at me. What have I done!?!?" Thought Dick as tears streamed quickly down his face. His whole body was shaking with sobs and fear.

Dick was so lost in his panic and thoughts that he hadn't realized Black Canary rushing into the room. He was looking at them but he couldn't see them for visions of his past, visions of past beatings played out in his mind. All the times Bruce hit him were present right now. He inhaled sharply and cried out louder now.
It seemed as if his ears had stopped working too because he didn't hear them talking at all. He didn't hear Wally tell Canary that Bruce was behind this, because he he did hear that he would have bolted out of that hospital bed and disappeared from all of them, especially from Bruce, his mentor, his second father.

Since he couldn't calm down, Black Canary shoved a needle in his arms, breaking Dick from all his thoughts to look down at the needle then back at here.

"It's a sedative" he heard her say before his eye lids got heavy, too heavy for him to hold up. His vision once again blurred over and he was pulled into a blackness on unconsciousness.

A part of him praying for this to be the end.
For him to finally be welcomed back into his parent's arms, to be safe, loved and at home.
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Black Canary dashed to the med bay after ordering the team to stay put.
As soon as she entered she saw a very distressed Dick who didn't seem to be able to breathe and a fearful Wally. She ran over to Dick's side and began to check his vials.

"What the hell happened?!?" She yelled at Wally and he seemed to be frozen where he was.
"WALLY!" Black Canary shouted, finally getting a response from the teen.

"He...he t-told me." Wally said shaking his head as he couldn't believe it but Canary was still in the dark here.

"Told you what Wally?" Black Canary asked as she placed an oxygen mask on Dick's face, she could tell that his eyes were glazed over and completely unfocused, no matter how much talking she did to him there wasn't a way at the moment to get through to the small panicking boy before her.

"I didn't b-believe him at first. Thought he had to be mistaken but t-then I got upset at the possibly." Wally said then turned to look directly at her. "Cause it could happened. It has with me....and Arty. Oh my gosh!"

She sorta caught onto what he was saying, she had been with both of them in therapy for being abused by their parents. Black Canary shook her head, now she was the one not believing this but she looked back  down at Dick.
He was trembling with fear.
She closed her eyes. "Oh god." She thought.

"He started to panic. I think hr realized what he said, that he told me. I-I couldn't get h-him to calm down, I didn't know what to do" said Wally quickly, tears brimming his eyes. She reached over and placed a hand upon his shoulder and looked directly at him.
"It's fine. You did the right thing" she said to him and he nodded his head.

Seeing as there was no way to calm him down, she get a sedative and prepared to give it to Dick.

"What's that?" Wally questioned her.
She shoved the needle into Dick's arm, getting herself a reaction as she administered the sedative.

"It's a sedative" she said as she watch his eyes get heavy, his vision glazing over once more then finally his body relaxed and he fell unconscious.
She signed and ran her fingers through her long blonde hair.

She turned to address Wally, " go sit with the team but don't say anything yet." He nodded his head, glanced back down at his best friend and dashed off.

"This is going to be a long night" she thought. She gently laid her hand upon his shoulder and looked sadly down at him before leaving to go contact most of the league at the Watch tower.
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Hours passed. Black Canary had called for a meeting at the Watch Tower. Sitting there with here was: Superman, The Flash, Green Arrow, Martian Manhunter, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, and the Hawks.

Red Tornado stood by the team at the mountain, keeping an eye on them and would give the league a signal if Batman showed up for Robin.

The Young Justice team knew something terrible was up they just didn't know what exactly.

Little to anyone, Dick had woken up. Sitting all alone in the med bay sent a chilling feeling to him, he hated hospitals.

Dick slowly pulled his knees up towards his sore chest, wincing in pain as he did this. He wrapped his arms his legs and sat there, allowing everything to come to him.
He slowly began to rock back and force as tears fell from his eyes. He was shaking slightly now.

He was terrified. He hasn't been this scared ever.

Suddenly, a thought came to his mind. He quickly squeezed his eyes shut and reached up to pull at his ebony hair, as if that would get the thought out of his mind.

"KF?" He questioned and slid off the oxygen mask from his face, brushing the tears away too. He slowly shoved the bed sheet off of him and swung his legs out and then hopping to the cold floor.
"Wally?" Dick called out again but was only met with silence.

"He left him. He abandon him. He probably was ashamed of me. I'm a terrible friend.  I'm... Pathetic" thought Dick as the thought came back into his mind, a thought to hurt himself.

He slowly walked over to the medical cabinet and opened it, looking for the thing that could ease his pain.

He finally found it, a sharp, shinny scalpel. Dick walked back over to the bed and pulled his sleeves up, revealing all the bruises that Bruce left on him.

His hands were shaking slightly as the held the blade over his skin, his mind racing, trying to figure out if this was the best thing to do. But seeing no other way he brought the blade down upon his skin and made a small cut.

All the numbness he was feeling went away. Hr inhaled sharply at this and looked down at the cut he made, then decided to do it again, but only deeper this time, deep enough to escape the pain, the sadness, escape... Everything.

After a few cuts, he felt lightheaded, not sure if he actually cut enough to end all of his suffering or not he laid down and closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry" he whispered as darkness took him in.

Blood pouring from his wrists, along with a single word he cut into his skin...

Pathetic.

*And this is the end of Bruises. I hoped you liked it! And thank you so much for reading my work*