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??I won't give up on you Part 2??

"Shut up demon!" He responded. I struggled against his grip until we came to a stop beside a bed where a boy laid.

For some reason, I felt a connection of some sorts to the boy. I frowned and slowly approached his sleeping figure.

I reached out to trail my finger along his cheekbone. He didn't stir. I glanced at his heart monitor that was beeping slowly and growing small.

I looked back at the men who'd entered the room behind me.

"He's... dying?" I asked.

The guy with the white streak looked confused. "Um hello? Damian, I thought you'd be upset at least...?" He said.

I concluded that my name must be Damian.

"Why would I be upset over someone I don't know?" I asked. "And also, who are you?" I asked.

"Jason, Damian's lost his memory." Bruce said. I didn't even see Jason's reaction because I turned back to the boy.

"This boy... was he my friend?" I asked.

"H-He was your b-best friend... a-and you loved h-him!" Dick cried.

"I hope he rests peacefully. He must've been a nice boy." I said softly.

I pursed my lips and glanced back at Dick. He had tears slipping down his cheeks.

"Why are you crying?" I asked.

"Because Damain! I'm crying for you!" He exclaimed, moving forward to cup my face in his hands. "Because you don't remember! Because you don't remember how much this boy meant to you! You fucking loved him! And you can't remember!" He cried.

I looked back into his teary blue eyes.

"I-I'm sorry..." I whispered. I closed my eyes and tried hard to remember. Then a harsh pain blossomed in my head. I cried out in pain and sunk to my knees, holding my head. Bruce ran over.

"Damian! Are you alright?" He exclaimed. My head was pounding but I slowly found my memories coming back.

I think it hurt because they suddenly all came back at once, replaying scenes and creating feelings.

I gasped and opened my eyes as the pain stopped.

"Jon." I whispered. "Jon oh god!" I cried. I shot up and looked at the boy was was laying almost dead.

"Jon! Jon please wake up!" I shouted, leaning over him and cupping his cheeks. "Jon please! Please you have to wake up!" I cried.

I completely blocked everyone out so all I was focusing on was Jon.

"J-Jon... please d-don't leave me..." I whispered. "Th-this is all my fault... I-I'm sorry... please..." I cried.

I felt tears gather in my eyes. Jon laid motionless. I leaned against the bed, rubbing his cheekbone with my thumb as my hand cupped the side of his face.

"You were a-always so s-sweet and kind. A-And you made me h-happier than you knew. H-Happier than y-you'll ever know. I-I wish I'd told you s-sooner that I l-love you." I chuckled softly as tears fell. "A-And no n-not as a f-friend. I really d-do love you. I th-think I always have, I j-just denied it, e-even though it's p-painfully true."