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•Chapter 12•

~Hazel's POV~

Before anyone picked their spots, I quickly took the spot in the corner of the couch. It was my favorite place on the couch.

Besides, this also means that I can't be trapped in by the boys which would probably be the worst thing for me right now considering that they haven't stopped giving me weird looks ever since Jason called me 'Princess.'

Of course that was only something he used to try to get me off focus, but they didn't know that.

Damian sat in a chair next to the couch while Dick took the other couch, completely stretching out. Tim then took the other corner of the couch I was on, leaving Jason who sat down next to me, in between Tim and I.

I curled up closer into the couch as the movie started to play.

Suddenly, Alfred comes in saying, "Miss Haze-" he cuts off as I look up at him and shake my head, glancing around at the boys who are now all quietly watching the movie.

A small smile makes its way onto his face and his eyes gave away how much he cared about them. His eyes practically flowed with compassion as his eyes followed each of the boys. And I can't blame him; despite how crazy they are, I would care for them to if I had raised them.

And they weren't all bad. Sure the first one I ever met killed multiple men in front of me, but he is softer than he wants me to know.

A shudder passes through my spine when I think of the first time I met Jason. I was so scared. I truly believed that he would kill me like he had killed the men.

I let out a slight sigh as I once again think about the fact that he killed them. I never thought that I would have to see that happen. And I never thought that I would be temporary roommates with someone who did that; someone who killed.

But I couldn't find it in me to hate him or even be scared of him. He did save my life. There is no doubt in my mind about that, but I can't help but wonder if killing villains is the best way to go. On one side of things, it would permanently get rid of bad people. But on the other side? On the other side I saw someone who I was scared to death of become my only ally in a mess that I somehow caused.

But my mom. She was killed. Had the thug not been let go then she would have been here for me through this mess. And my dad would still be able to sleep.

My dad.

He still thinks that I am missing. Technically I am... but he doesn't know that I am fine despite a few bruises and stitches. He is probably worried to death. Forget about sleep, has he even eaten? I wish I could just tell him without him freaking out. He would probably call the police and tell them that Red Hood kidnapped me and only that. Not that he saved my life and is still protecting me by keeping me hidden.

When did my life get so confusing?

I jump as a hand lands on my shoulder, bringing me out of my train of thought.

"What's wrong?" He whispers, his hot breath fanning against my neck as he leans over to me, trying not to disturb the others.

I press my back deeper into the couch as I lean away and say, " Just thinking."

"About?"

"My dad." I let out, knowing that he won't give up until I tell him what was bugging me.