the bat family never loved you, maybe it had dried up before you got there, maybe you were to much. by the time you were 20 you shrank yourself, so you wouldnât be to much you wouldnât be a burden. then one day after walking to the bus to get home, when a cloth covered your mouth and you blacked out. your family didnât look for you, why would they they never cared, they never loved you. you woke up in a bed in a huge room, a room that said wealth a man in the bed beside you. he explained he had been watching you for a while now, and he wanted you to be his wife. you could tell it was happening weather you liked it or not. he continued he wouldnât touch you until you were ready, but at the moment you werenât allowed to leave the property, you didnât fight you knew no one was coming to save you. 1 year passed and you had survived, three assassination attempts and, a dinner with your mother in law the all the daughters in law feared. after a few of those you not reacting to her scare tactics, she had a new found respect for you. the batfam didnât even try to look, you husband kept to himself mostly other than dinner checking in with you, an dropping off gifts occasionally. eventually he let you go out shopping on your own, with a couple of bodyguards an of course your mother in law usually accompanied you but not all the time. you felt out of place in the fancy boutiques and stores, but you enjoyed it. you even cared for your husband, maybe he had you trapped in accepting his twisted sense of love, but he was the first to care, the first to love you, the first to pay attention. the second year someone had succeeded it taking you off the property, you were scared not because of being kidnapped, well maybe a little bit but because of the small space. Damian used to lock you in closets and you cried and pounded on the door for them to let you out , Jason and Tim used to laugh, dick just walked by. Alfred would usually be the one to let you out not because he cared, because you were making to much noise. when they finally got you, you launched yourself in your husbandâs arms crying, asking him not to lock you up remembering the closet. that was the first time you touched him after that, if you were in a room no door was ever to be locked, they waited until you left the room. you got more comfortable with your husband, pecks turned to kisses, turned to other things. Damian was the first to find out, though his mother one of her associates in Europe told her about her new daughter in law, and sent a picture, you. Damian quickly realized you were kidnapped, by the way the family usually kidnapping theyâre brides. somehow the marriages always workedđ€·đżââïž. but he told the whole bat fam, now they wanted you back, now they were looking for you.