A Birthday prompt for KanadeTwilight XD

My first time writing in second person feedback would be appreciated UvU

You've been gone two weeks… but two weeks was all it took.

Because spending five minutes in a world where you don't exist and finding out that your family was happy in this world, that crime in Gotham was lower than you've ever seen, let alone the rest of the world, and that really, your family has never needed you, even though you've tried so hard to make it true.

It's too much to take.

And you've tried, you really have.

To be needed.

Not wanted, no you would never think you could achieve something so high, but perhaps you could be needed, in a way that you may get to stay for one night longer, in a way that someone might one day look at you without a grimace of pure disgust.

And maybe one day you may earn a smile, and then a pat on the shoulder, and then maybe one day someone would have said something to you that wasn't an order.

A "thank-you"; a "well done"; a "good job".

But it's not to be, because without you everyone would be happier, the world your family lives in would be brighter, and in their own small ways they had been trying to tell you that all along.

It had just taken a trip to an alternate dimension for you to realise this.

And what can you do?

What can you do when you turn up at the family home, about to knock on the door; and the sound of laughter and good times comes from a sitting room window? What happens when you realise that you could never be there in that situation without the large elephant in the room that is in fact your very presence?

What can you do but stop the hand that's about to knock, pause, turn, and walk away.

Back into the night, into the crowded obscurity from which you came.

Because you're not meant to have that, you never were.

That's why your parents always left.

And you're not scared, not happy, not anything.

But there's a knot, a churning in the pit of your stomach as you drop everything, close everything down and lock your apartment up, a part of you that still foolishly longs for the very thing it can't have.

But that's okay, because you've seen what can happen without you, you've seen what happens when you stop being selfish, and it's lovely.

And for that, it doesn't matter that that picture doesn't include you, you were never meant to be Robin, never meant to share in that life.

So you walk away, vanish into the crowd, and smile.

It's just the way it is.