A/N: Contains self harm and depression.

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Dick climbed into the very large bed and slowly pulled the blanket up and over his head. He was feeling down and numb in a way. He closed his eyes tightly as he began to shake with tears forming within his blue eyes.
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Dick laid in the bed for hours, both Alfred and Bruce would come in to check on him but he wouldn't move, wouldn't speak or eat. He could see on their faces that they were bother worried about him but he just couldn't get up, he just couldn't feel anything but numbness and empty.

He wanted to be comforted, he wanted to he held and to feel warm and safe but he just couldn't. He was still fearful of touch. He was still afraid of being hurt again. He could remember all the cuts, the hits and kicks. He could remember all the pain from the torture, from being chocked, electrocuted, all the needles and fear that twisted his mind and made him relive every second of his parents deaths over and over again.

Dick squeezed his eyes more tightly shut. His hands went up to his head and he yanked at his hair and cried out in pain and frustration.
He felt like he was drowning and that he was slowly being dragged down deeper and deeper. He felt like he was never ever going to be happy again, that his life meant nothing.

Dick got up from the bed and began to look around the bedroom, the only thing that he found that could maybe help him at this second was a pair of scissors. He walked slowly back towards the bed and sat crisscross applesauce on the bed, he yanked the bandage that was already on his wrist and inhaled sharply, looking at what he has already done to himself, but no matter what pain he inflicted on himself it could never match up to the pain he was put through with his captors and the loss of his parents. Dick knew that the scissors that he held tightly within his small, shaking hands no way compared to the extremely sharp blade he discovered within the batcave but he just desperately needed to cut, needed to feel something other than this horrible numbness that was drowning him, making him lose anything about himself.

Dick brought one of the blades of the scissors down upon his wrist. He closed his eyes and held his breath as he pressed harshly down on his already bruised and scared wrist. He dragged the scissor blade across and he gasped a sighed of relief at the feel of something. Right at this moment it didn't matter that it was pain from cutting. He was just relieved that he was feeling something, and by actually feeling something right now besides the constant emptiness became a sense of wanting, an addiction.
Dick cut and cut until he was broken out of his state by a knock upon the bedroom door.

He quickly hide the scissors under the blankets and yanked down the sleeve of his t-shirt and laid down quickly. There was another knock on the door and he figured that he could no longer be silent, that if he kept this up Bruce would surely get tired of him and send him away, and then he would be all alone once more. A tear rushed down the side of his face as the door open, revealing Alfred standing there with a tray of food in his hands.

"I brought you up some lunch, it's been awhile since you have last eaten. I do wish to apologize though to you young sir. I-" said Alfred.
Dick sat up and brushed tears away from his face.

"It's o-okay Alfie. I-It's my f-fault'' whispered Dick and Alfred tilted his head and slowly walked towards him. He sat the tray of food down upon the night stand and sat beside Dick on the bed.

"Now, listen to me Master Dick. Nothing is or has been your fault do you understand. Now please, calm down sir and try to eat something while I go and get some new bandages for your arm'' said Alfred as he stood up. Dick quickly looked up at him with wide as, he didn't understand how he knew. Alfred smiled down at him and patted his shoulder.
"It will be alright sir in due time, you'll see. Now eat before it gets cold'' said Alfred who reached down beside Dick and grabbed a hold of the scissors and left the room silently. Dick watched the older man leave then he looked down at his arm, pulled the sleeve down and stared at the 6 new cuts he had put there.
Tears began to stream down his face as he cried out. He felt so lost. He was confused and felt abandon within the world that was once so warm and bright that was now cold and dark.

Alfred returned shortly and fixed up his arm and sat beside Dick the whole time while he began to eat. He didn't eat much but some was better than none. After Dick ate Alfred lead him downstairs towards the living room and placed a movie on the screen to try and held him relax and take his mind off of everything.

After seeing Dick settled in the living room watching the TV, Alfred made his way towards the cave to find Bruce.

"Master Dick is resting in the living room watching a film. He informed me that this was his first time watching a movie'' said Alfred who walked over towards the computers and sat down a cup of coffee for Bruce.

"Thanks Alfred'' said Bruce as he slowly took the cup and drank some, but never taking his eyes off the screens before him. He was still looking for whom took Dick and why.

"He's seems to be doing well for the most part'' said Alfred and Bruce nodded his head. But before he could say anything, a small screen popped up on the computer. Bruce quickly glanced over at Alfred before clicking on it.

The little screen opened up and inside was 4 pictures of Dick. Anger filled Bruce up as he saw them then saw the small message at the bottom of the screen.

Bruce's eyes were glued on the message at the bottom:

"He is mine, I am his master. He belongs to The Court and I will have him back. I'm coming for him!''

-S.

Just then the sound of glass breaking shocked them to turn around quickly to see Dick standing behind them with wide eyes. Laying by his feet was a broken bowl of popcorn.

"Dick?" Bruce said as he slowly rose up, sadly making it now more clear for him to see the last image and message on the screen.

Dick's blue eyes widen and he began to shake with million of tears streaming down his face.

"Dick-" Bruce took a few small steps towards him but Dick jumped backwards. His blue eyes dashed over towards Bruce and widen even more.

"n-n-no" whispered Dick and quickly turned and rushed out of the cave with Bruce yelling his name.