Title: Crushed
Author: Dark Jester
Fandom: Batman
Pairing: Bruce/? - (Possibly: Dick, Jack or Terry. Didn't decide.)
Disclaimer: The Bat belongs to DC.
Author's note: I wrote this as a reflection of what's happening in my life right now. Enjoy.
Crushed
by Dark Jester
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Oh, god. Why did this have to happen to us?
All I can do is weep. I call out his name... over and over, but there's no answer.
He will never answer me again.
His scalp is cold as my fingers run over it. It was so warm before. He smelled of dirt and sweat and lust. Now there's only the dirt.
I can't bear it any longer. I drop his figure against the floor of the Cave. I can't touch his skin.
It's too cold.
I'm sorry! It was a mistake... it should have been me.
I'm so, so... sorry.
I can't even see the vacancy of his eyes through my tears, anymore. I can't hear the dripping of the Cave walls over my own cries.
He's so limp. He looks broken. Did I do that? Did I really cause this? How could I have?
It wasn't on purpose!
Hide. I have to hide. I curl up around myself on the floor. It's cold, too. It hurts.
My chest aches and my eyes clench.
All I can do is moan his name.
"Bruce."
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~Dark Jester . . .
Darker Than Before~