Chapter 2

Skylar POV

" I get back from a mission...and what no welcome home party what kinda family is this!?" Sonance says appearing from the zata beams.

" Sonance!!!" I ran up to my best friend to hug her as tight as I can.

"Sky!!!" Sonance yells and hugging me back.
"I'm so glad your back it's been so boring. "

"Same here, what have you been up to?" she asked. 

"Not much. Jason and Tim has been arguing." Tim just rolls his eyes

"Have any you have any ideas Damian might be coming back ?" Sonance asked.

"Not one " I answered.

"I don't care" Tim said still on his laptop.

"Of course you don't what's your problem With Damian Tim?" I practically yelled. 

"Well the brat decapitated someone on patrol when you guys first came here, shoved a grenade down his throat and threw the head at me." I got pissed I mean that was the past.

"...and?" I said in the most sarcastic tone.

"I felt the salt in that" sonance said while chuckling in the corner.

"He almost killed me!" Tim yelled.

"Again.... what's the problem?" I rolled my eyes.

"Uggg" He puts his hands up and gets back on his computer.

"I coughed  saying "asshole".

"Bitch...." Tim said behind me and I turned around.

"What was that?!" I muttered.

"I said I don't know why I even stay here! If no one cares!" He yelled

"They do care asshole ....just not me at least not anymore."I said in a monotone.

"Fuck you" he muttered

"How hard?" Sonance answered for me.

"Imma find some rope....." he's said as he throws his laptop and gets up.

"Sonance um we should follow" I said with a hint of concern in my voice.

"Probably" with that said we ran after Tim.

In the back of my head I thought I might have gone to far.

"What are you fucking doing!" I yelled

"Is that for him or for us?" Sonance asked kind of scared.

"Leaving" Tim said in monotone.

"Um what do you mean" I said crossing my arms.

"I'm leaving" he said as he ties the rope to the sack. That sent relief to me that he wasn't going to do the unthinkable. But I was still in a mix of scared, angry, hurt.

"How do you intend to do that?"

"Using this. " he points to the rope and sack.
"as a extra back pack".

"Oh" both Sonance and I say.

"Where are you going to go?" Sonance asked.

"Hell if i know.....not here that's for sure."

"So what you gonna be living on the streets" I asked as I came back from my thoughts.

"No I may start working with Jason....."

"That has to be the 2nd worst idea ever" Sonance said me knowing how crazy her friends are I didn't even bother asking what 1 would be.

"Ok? What about dad?"

"He's you're father remember"

"Hes your father to and your gonna leave me here with father and the rest of the mad house!" I screamed straining my voice.

"no he isn't Why would you care anyway you hate me remember".

"Yes he is he adopted you so legally your his son and no I don't hate you". He just continued to walk.

"You leave I'll tell dad. "

"Like I care what's he gonna do spank me" he said sarcastically.

"Hes Batman he'll do worst" I said in a monotone.

"What about Alfred you can't leave him." Sonance said.

"Alfred is the only one who gives a damn, I'm surprised he hasn't gone insane because of you."he points at me.

"ME!?!?!? " I yelled

"..oh Shiznipps" Sonance said.

"cause Alfred is better than that Tim" Dad says coming downstairs.

"I'm nicer than anyone else in this house" I said ferocious.

"I'm mean look at you you're just another blood thirsty assassin."he said

"I don't kill" I said in a glares. "I'm not my mother or my grandfather ".

"You sure act like them" that hurt. he heads for the door until Sonance stoped him.

"She's nothing like them" father said.

"She doesn't kill."Bruce said.

"You're one to talk Bruce going around and sleeping with murderers."

"It's Fine let him leave he was bound to anyway." I turn away with tears in my eyes and head upstairs to my room.

Sonance Pov

"No don't leave."

"Give me a reason why I shouldn't, I'm tired of them, just because shes blood daughter doesn't mean she can do what she wants."Tim said.

"She's your sister, you're bound to get in each other's way, be the better person Tim and suck it up."
Bruce said sternly.

"She isn't my sister Bruce I'm not even related to you all'".

"Jason had the right idea you know ditching you guys." Tim said walking.

"Yes you are you're my son Tim and regardless you're still Family as is Jason"

" You're not my dad Bruce you're tricks don't work on me " Tim said.

"He's cared for you like a father Tim" I said l.

"I've cared for all of you as if you are me own, you may not have been of Blood relation but you're still and always will be family" Bruce said stepping closer to Tim.

"You care!? You care that they treat me like shit every Damn day while you do nothing!" Tim yelled.

"She doesn't mean the things she says, trust me I get the same shit". Bruce said taking another step closer to Tim, but Tim noticed and took two steps back.

"She was thought to get rid of her emotions she's trying Tim" I said while I slightly glared at him

"Then why does your son try to kill me every chance he gets?"

"You're forgetting who his mother is he was brought up like that".

"Forget? Bruce I can't forget when someone tried to kill me".

"I've always been there for you Tim but I wasn't always There for Damian. He's Jealous and I bet Sky is a bit too but she's more wiser than Damian or at least I hope she is".

"She's more in control of her self" I intersected.

".....you don't understand Bruce .....you were my father until they showed up I trusted you cared about you hell I even loved you.....and then when they came I pushed away like last weeks dinner."

"Look don't let them get to you and as far as I'm concerned I will do better, I will be better to make sure each and every single one of you are happy."

"You wanna know what makes me happy huh?"

"What Tim?" I asked to clear him up.

"I want to be accepted".
"I'll do everything In my power to make you feel accepted by everyone especially Damian and Skyler."

"Well " He drops his bag.

" I'm going for a walk." He goes in the garden to walk.

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