He was tired of you running off, he knew something was up. He always noticed the signs, you always rushing to your bedroom, cuts, bruises, and marks all over your neck when you come back from school. But you always covered it up or brushed it off like it was nothing. But today was too far.

"A damn black eye! What happened?! And don't lie to me!” Dick demanded as he cornered you in the cave.

Dick loved you, he was your big brother. He hated seeing you like this.