A/N & Disclaimer: I hereby make the statement that I own no part of Teen Titans or anything related to Teen Titans. Now then, this story is in correspondence to Keeping Every Lovely Sound Entering You by WhyDoYouWantToKnow. It's the 'other side of the coin' so to speak. So just to make it clear- this is Jinx's story. I highly recommend you read the aforementioned story before reading this. That's about it, I suppose. Oh, T for language, bro.

Jinx watched her Converse clad feet carry her down the damp pavement in a state of utter restlessness. After spending the majority of the late evening in her one bedroom apartment throwing un-popped popcorn kernels at the off-white drywall, the thief finally couldn't take any more of the stuffy room and decided she could use some fresh air.

She didn't bother to look where she was going, and since - despite the time of night - the streets were clear of Jump City's usual night-life dwellers, she didn't particularly care where this walk led her. Besides, from what she could tell, Jump hadn't changed much in her three years of absence.

Jinx made a face as that particular thought sent a harsh jolt through her stomach. 'Three years...damn, it's been that long...?' It'd been three years since she left Jump; three years since she left her. "No. No, don't you dare go there, Jinx." She pressed the heels of her hands against the sides of her head in an attempt to stop the memories that she just knew would flood her mind completely.

The girl refused to bring those memories back up again. No matter how dear they might be. Every time she did, there was always an empty bottle of God-knows-what in her hand the next morning, or worse, fist-size holes in the walls in her home that she would always have to go out and - ahem - 'commandeer' a poster or two to cover up. Yet, she knew when she returned to Jump two months ago that she was basically setting herself up in a snare. She'd always hated herself for what she'd done to her; what she'd done to their relationship. Jinx had done a lot of awful things in her past, but there was only one thing she ever truly regretted.

Eventually, thoughts of the only person to have ever made Jinx feel like she was worth something came rushing to the surface: laughing while they ran through freezing rain, their first kiss, holding her close late at night, waking up to her brilliant eyes, Jinx's damn paranoia, the fighting, and finally Jinx walking out on every promise she ever made to Raven...

"Ugh! Goddammit!" Jinx buried her face in her hands as guilt and regret twisted her insides violently. "The fuck is wrong with you...? Jinx, you're so fucking stupid..." The thief continued to trudge along the sidewalk until she could hear the distant sound of heavy bass music. She raised her head out of the palms of her hands and caught sight of a smaller, seemingly nondescript club at the corner of the street.

Jinx rolled her eyes with a quiet mutter of, "Of course,", but made her way to the club nonetheless.

Once inside, she took some time to take in the atmosphere of the establishment. It was fairly large, but the crowd of dancers and bar-hoppers made it seem so much smaller. It was dimly lit, and the music was blaring; 'Perfect place to take your mind off things, Jinxy...'

The thief began to make her way toward the bar; picking a few pockets here and there, when something - or rather someone - caught the girl's eye. A small figure - definitely a girl judging by how they were dressed - was slumped over the bar with their head buried deep in their arms looking just about as miserable as Jinx felt.

"Well, might as well try and distract myself, I s'pose." She ordered a rum and coke and began walking over to the girl.

Jinx leaned on the bar slightly next to the girl and put on her infamous Cheshire grin before giving the oldest line in the book: "So...come here often?"

No answer. Jinx frowned and tried again.

"Rough night?"

Nothing.

"Hello?"

Again, nothing. Jinx sighed a little frustrated, but raised her voice even louder.

"Earth to strange girl in jacket. Can I buy you a drink?" It was quiet for a moment, and the thief was about to take her leave when she heard the monotonous reply that froze her to the core and made her body go numb.

"Go away. I'm not in the mood for any stupid horny girl to mess with me tonight. Go find someone else to hit."

Jinx felt like she couldn't breathe and for the first time in three years, the only thing she could hear was her thundering heartbeat. There's no way... Any further thought process immediately halted as those eyes the thief was all too familiar with slowly gazed up at her.

Raven...

Without missing a beat, Raven was off the bar-stool and headed toward the door. Jinx finally found her voice and yelled after her. "Rae, wait!" But, the empath was already out the door. "Dammit!" The girl pushed off from the bar roughly and shoved her way through the crowd. She didn't stop running even when she made it to the slowly closing door and instead opted for crashing through the doorway.

When she stepped out onto the concrete, Jinx whipped her head around and just barely saw a flash of movement out of the corner of her eye by a nearby alleyway.

"Raven! Stop!" The girl skidded into the alley only to find it completely empty. Jinx bit her lip to the point of bleeding before slamming the side of her fist into the alley wall. "Just my fucking luck..." She leaned against the wall before sliding to the ground and pulling her knees to her chest.

"I'm so sorry, Raven..."

Well. There you have it. I can't promise there will be more. And I'm sorry it's short. Review or don't. It's really up to you, chief.