A/N: This chapter isn't based off of an episode. This chapter deals with bulling, self harm, strong language and depression. 
*Thoughts about suicide.*

Gotham City| Wayne Manor| 6 A.M.

Dick forced himself up from his bed. He had been laying awake almost the full night. He was tired after a mission with the team, then patrolling Gotham with Batman but for whatever reason he couldn't seem to be able to fall asleep last night. 

He got up slowly and threw his clothes on, he was not looking forward to going to school today. It had nothing to do with tests or anything, but rather than the bullies. Dick was constantly bullied every single day at school and he was growing very tried of it. Tired of the pain and stress his life continually offered him. He thought about texting Wally and the both of them skipping school and doing something fun but, he felt like if he texted his best friend that he would just be bothering him and Dick didn't want to bother him. So Dick sighed and sat down upon his bed. 
He was suddenly over come with a wave of sadness and he looked quickly from his arms to his night stand, which held his razor blade. Dick itched to cut right now, but before he could do it or not a knock upon his bedroom door broke through the silent room. Dick exhaled and quickly made his way to the door. He threw it open and saw Alfred standing there before him.

"Morning Master Dick, is everything alright?" asked Alfred. Dick who was tired and felt as if he had no energy whatsoever just nodded his head instead of signing. Dick looked down at the ground and could hear Alfred sign. Dick closed his eyes tightly, he hated to upset Alfred in anyway. 

"Well would you like to accompany me in the kitchen, sir?" said Alfred. 

Dick fully well knew what Alfred was saying, he wanted Dick to help with breakfast and ultimately then eat it. Dick shook his head no and took a step back, signally to Alfred that he wished to close his door and be alone. Alfred nodded his head to him and gave him a tiny smile.
"As you wish.'' said Alfred and turned and left and Dick then closed the door. He pressed his back against the door and slid down it, his knees to his chest and his hands in his hair as he silently cried.

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Gotham Academy

He was in his last class before lunch and Dick had plan to hid out in either the library or outside while everyone ate, for he couldn't eat. 
Just when the bell rang, everything changed quickly. Just exiting the classroom, Dick was quickly shoved into the lockers, making all of his stuff fall to the ground. Dick closed his eyes and waited for what was about to come.

"Circus freak! Hey, I'm talkin' to you! Look at me when I am speaking to you freak!" yelled the bully and a punch to the stomach was next. Dick let a small gasp slip his lips and he slowly opened his eyes and looked up.

"Ha! You mute loser! No one cares about you! You need to watch where your going, always in everyone's way!" was yelled at him followed by another punch to the stomach, and then he was dropped to the ground. Dick now on his hands and knees was suddenly kicked in his side and he fell backwards, the back of his head hitting the lockers. He closed his eyes and winced in sudden pain in his head. He just laid there and allowed the kicks and hits come, along with hurtful words.

"Charity case! Loser! Worthless! Fuck up! Stupid! Dork! Faget! Mute Freak! You should have died with your parents Circus Freak! Bastard! No one cares about you! Kill yourself! Everyone would be better if you were gone, kill yourself! Gypsy Trash!"

Finally the lunch bell rang and the hits and words quite. Dick was left alone in the hallway as everyone made their way to lunch. Dick after a few minutes pushed himself up, wincing a bit and rushed towards the bathroom.
He tossed his book bag to the ground and looked at himself in the mirror. He couldn't recognize the person looking back, he hasn't been able in a while. Dick sighed and quickly splashed some cold water on his red and sore face. 

He had a busted lip and his right eye was red and would probably be a black eye eventually. He lifted up his shirt to see dark purple and blue bruises on his chest, his ribs hurt when he breathed so he guessed he might have a fractured rib or something. He slowly pulled his shirt down and looked at himself again. Tears slowly filled in his broken, blue eyes. Dick inhaled sharply and then broke down and began to sob quickly.

Dick didn't realize when he did it but he did, he was sitting on the bathroom floor, with his razor in one hand while his wrist was bleeding. Dick was done, he was done with school today and just desperately wanted to be at the manor and lay in his bed forever. He reached for his phone to call Alfred to tell him that he was sick but just then, a text message came from Wally.

W: Hey Dude! Where are you? Are you coming on the mission with us?? Text me back! PLEASE!
D: I'm at school dude. What mission???
[5 minutes later]
W: Oh, we all got out of school early today, figured you would too. SORRY Man!  :(
W: Green Arrow just told up we have a mission, and guess what.....
D: What?
W: ROY IS JOINING THE TEAM!!! HOW COOL IS THIS DUDE?!?!
D: Yeah...cool.
D: Wally?
W: Hey, sorry man I gotta go. Have fun on patrol with the big bats, and be safe dude! Peace out.  :D
D: Okay. Bye Walls.

Dick then brushed the tears off his face and got up quickly. He cleaned his arm of the blood and rushed out of the bathroom and school. 

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W.E. (Wayne Enterprises):

"Yes...No I fully understand....If we-yes. Alright and the rise in....Of course. Thank you Lucius." Dick over heard Bruce on the phone as he slowly pushed the office door open and peeked inside. Bruce finally hung up his phone and turned and looked out his windows.

"D-dad?" questioned Dick in a whisper. 

Bruce suddenly turned around and looked at Dick when he cell phone rang. He held up a finger to tell Dick to wait a minute and answered his phone. 
Dick felt completely ignored. First by Wally and now Bruce. He just spoke and Bruce didn't even say anything about it or to him. Dick bite his lip and turn and left quickly. 

As Dick reached the elevator, he pulled his phone out and called Alfred, but sadly he didn't answer. Dick shook his head as tears once again filled his eyes and instead of hitting the down button he hit the up button. He entered the elevator and was taken to the roof of the Wayne building.

Once he reached the roof he walked slowly towards the ledge and looked down towards the streets of Gotham. There was a cool wind blowing at the moment and it sent a shiver up Dick's spine. 
Everything the bullies ever said to him was loud in his mind. All of his mistakes flashed before his eyes, every time he let down Bruce/Batman or Alfred, possibly hurt Wally and the team. Then him cutting, all his struggles and then his parent's deaths. He kept seeing them fall and then hearing them crash and crunch below him. He kept seeing the realization within his father's eyes, for he knew what was happening. Saw the fear and sadness in his mother's sweet eyes, her arms reached out to him. His hands stretched out but not being able to grab ahold of her and save them. Then her voice as she said his name.
"Dick..." and then the sickening crash and their broken bodies on the floor, blood flowing around them.

Dick looked at his phone and saw no missed calls or texts. He sighed and shoved his phone into his pocket and looked out over the edge. He then brushed a tear from his eyes and reached up to his com and tried to contact Wally.

W: Hey Dude, can't talk right now. Artemis! Wait!
Said Wally over the coms and cut the connection. 

Dick inhaled sharply and walked closer towards the edge. He closed his eyes and turned around, his back to the openness, towards the ground. He has always feared of falling like them but jumping didn't seem right. He just wished he could be reunited with his parents, for they seemed to be the only ones that truly ever loved and cared about him. 

He slowly lifted his arms out and tilted his head backwards. The cool air flowed around him and he felt himself falling backwards. The only thought in his mind was seeing his mom and dad again.