Inside Tim's Mind Chapter 05
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"Tim, can you please tell me what's bothering you?" Dick asked as gently as possible.
"What ISN'T bothering me?" sobbed Sad Tim. He hung his head, so nobody could really see his face.
"OK, name one thing. Please," said Dick. "Are you sad because I'm going back to my own city?"
"Yes. It was nice to have you in Gotham for a change. Now you're leaving me again. You must hate me," sobbed the avatar.
"Hey, you're not the only one he's leaving!" said Damian.
"I know! He just keeps hurting us! Why, Dick? Why do you hurt us?" said the avatar.
"I don't hate anybody!" Dick explained. The rain was now accompanied by an even harsher wind, and a little thunder and lightning.
"You abandoned me!" cried Sad Tim, now sitting in the shallow water, huddled in a little ball.
"I didn't abandon you! I would never-"
"Your fired me! You replaced me! You didn't even take my feelings into consideration! And the only explanation that makes sense is that you don't really care for me!" he sobbed into his knees.
"Timmy, please, I love you more than anything in the world. I'm sorry I hurt your feelings. I'm so, so sorry I made you feel unloved. But there's nothing I can do to change the past! You need to forgive me and move on!"
"Yeah, and move away to another town, while you're at it!" sneered Damian.
"SHUT UP!" snarled Dick. "Damian, is it any wonder why Tim hates you so much? All you do is pick on him and harass him even when he hasn't done anything to you!"
"That's not the only thing!" cried Sad Tim. "Everyone around me keeps dying! I can't keep going through this pain!"
"But Tim…you got Steph and Conner back," said Dick. "I know it's not the same as having your parents back, but…"
"But the pain is still there!" said Sad Tim. "No matter how many times I go through this…or I get the chance to have them back…the pain still doesn't go away! Every minute of every day, I'm tortured by my grief! It makes me want to fucking kill myself!"
"Tim, NO!" cried Dick. "Please don't ever do that! That's what I was afraid of in the first place! That's why I asked Raven to get inside your mind! So I could learn what's making you so miserable."
"But Dick…don't you see? I've already died inside…" said Sad Tim. At last he lifted up his head from his knees, and Dick and Damian finally saw his eyes.
There were no eyes. His eye sockets were completely hollow, and they could see all the way back in his head. Yet somehow, even though he had no eyeballs, there were still tears streaming out of his eye sockets.
"My body is alive, but my soul is dead," Sad Tim explained. "There's no point in going on living if I have no soul!"
"But you DO have a soul, Timmy!" Dick shouted as the lightning struck. "That's what makes you YOU! You choose right from wrong, you have feelings!"
"The only feeling I ever feel is pain!" sobbed Sad Tim.
"THAT'S BECAUSE YOU WON'T TALK ABOUT ANYTHING!" yelled Dick. "YOU THINK YOU ONLY FEEL PAIN, BECAUSE THAT'S THE ONLY THING YOU EVER ALLOW YOURSELF TO FEEL! YOU KEEP ALL YOUR OTHER FEELINGS LOCKED UP! YOU HAVE TO TALK TO ME, TIM! PLEASE!"
"Guys, the lightning is getting worse!" warned Raven, who was levitating in the air while this conversation took place.
"Perfect! Raven, try to teleport us out of here," said Damian. "And do it just when the lightning strikes the ocean!"
"Oh yeah, because that's SO easy to do!" Raven muttered sarcastically.
"Timmy, listen to me," said Dick, grabbing the avatar by his shoulders. "If you don't talk about how you're feeling with me, then this pain will never stop! It's a FACT that talking about your problems HELPS! Why would you reject help? I don't know what you're afraid of! What are you afraid will happen if you just TELL ME what's bothering you?"
Sad Tim thought for a moment.
"I don't know…" he sobbed.
"See? NOTHING BAD IS GOING TO HAPPEN if you TALK TO ME! You have nothing to be afraid of, Tim! I will never hate you, never abandon you, and I'll never let you feel like you don't belong!"
Suddenly, a huge bolt of lightning struck the water. It sent a huge electric surge over the entire body of water.
"RAVEN! NOW!" yelled Damian. Raven activated her teleportation energies, and sure enough, it collided with the electric shock.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH!" they all screamed.
The next thing they knew, they were back in the Bunker, lying on the floor, and Tim was still unconscious, strapped to the bed.
"Ungh…." moaned Raven. "Did it work? Are we back?"
"I think so…" groaned Dick. "Damian? You OK?"
"I'm fine," Damian answered.
"Good," sighed Dick. Then he remembered. "Oh, my gosh! TIMMY!" And he got up off the floor and raced to his brother's side. "Timmy! Tim, wake up! It's all over now. Wake up!" he gently shook Tim's unconscious form.
"Mmmmhh…?" said Tim, slowly opening his eyes. "…where am I?"
"You're in the Bunker," sighed Dick. "And you're safe." Tim smiled up at his brother.
"What happened? I think I had a weird dream you were in, but I don't remember…"
"Shh. It's OK," Dick said softly, petting Tim's hair. "It's a long story, and I'll explain later. But for now, please just know…" he paused. "…that I love you more than anything in the world. And I always will."
Tim smile started to turn into a distressed frown, but that was only because he was starting to cry.
"I love you, too, Dick," he said. Dick used his thumb to gently wipe his brother's newly-forming tears away. Then he began to loosen the restraints on the bed.
"All I ever ask is that you tell me when you feel bad," said Dick. "Can you promise me that, Timmy?" Damian and Raven watched from a little farther away from the bed. Tim nodded nervously, and then sat up.
"I didn't realize I was hurting you so much, by shutting you out," he admitted. "I'm so sorry, Dick."
"Oh no, Timmy, I'm sorry," said Dick, giving Tim a big hug. "I was inconsiderate. I was so wrapped up in becoming Batman and making sure Damian stayed out of trouble, I didn't even think about how it must have made you feel."
"It's OK," said Tim. "I think I've been bitter for a little too long."
"You're not bitter, Tim," said Dick. "Maybe just a little sore." Tim laughed at this.
"Where is the little guy…? Oh," he said when he turned and saw the young Robin in the same room with him. "Uh, Damian?"
"I'm sorry I've been such a jerk to you. I was being petty and jealous." Damian shrugged.
"Well, if it's any consolation…so was I," he admitted.
"Hey, Raven," said Tim. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm sure your brother can field that question," she said with a smirk. "Dick, I think I'll just teleport back to San Francisco."
"You sure?" asked Dick. Raven nodded. "OK. Thanks for everything." Raven nodded again, and then disappeared in a cloud of black and indigo smoke.
"What was that all about?" asked Tim.
"Uh, how 'bout I tell you over dinner?" asked Dick. "Pizza?" Tim smiled.
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