Who Loves Artemis Now?
Note: Artemis and Wally are 19 and Dick is 17. Wally and Artemis are living together in Keystone. Parts of Hey Monday's 'How You Love Me Now'.
You were talking with her, but messing with me
"Who the hell is this Linda chick anyway? You talk to her on the phone; you text her all the time. Do my kisses even mean anything to you anymore? We never hang out, even when we have a day off you text Linda. I ask if you want to go to watch a movie at our place but no, 'Linda needs help with her paper, 'I promised Linda I'd drive her to her babysitting job', 'Linda this', 'Linda that'." I was finally confronting Wally about a problem that had been bugging me for the past few months.
It's finally clear
I could finally see it.
You're blurring the lines
"Wally, you're blurring the lines between 'friend' and 'boyfriend'. You're always there for Linda, but now you're never there for me. I mean really, when was the last time you kissed me? I mean really kissed me? Or the last time you said 'I love you' with any real feeling? When was the last time we even went out on a real date and not just as a group with the team?" The answer to that question was two months ago. The 'I love you' was six weeks. And the kiss was one month.
Are you disturbed?
"You like her more than me!" I yelled at Wally.
"Artemis how could you even think that!" he yelled back. Clueless as ever.
Oh, now you care
"I love you," he said to me. Sure, now that Linda was off with friends.
Why do you race through my red lights?
"Did you even hear a word I said!" I shouted at him.
Can't understand?
Wally just looked at me confused.
I'll slow it down for you
"Your 'I love you's don't mean anything anymore." I can't believe I had to say that again.
Tell me, how can you sleep?
"How do you sleep next to me knowing you don't love me anymore?"
How can you breathe?
"How do you survive a day without texting or calling your precious Linda?"
Baby, tell me how, how you love me now?
"How do you love me now?" I paused. "You don't," I answered my own question.
Tell me, how can you sleep?
Because I know I can't.
How can you breathe?
Because I'm holding my breath for him to show me he really cares.
I hate when you say, "How you love me now?"
I hoped Wally got how angry I was.
Save, save it for her
"Artemis-"
"Save it Wally, we're over." I turned my back on him.
I'm not gonna hear your reasons and "please-just-take-me-back"s
"Artemis listen-"
"I don't want to hear it," I said as I walked away.
"Please, just hear me out-"
"No, I've tried talking to you before. I'm done with this," I walked in to our, now his, room and began to pack.
You never were right
I should have known we never really clicked. As I packed, Wally ran in to the room.
Don't waste your breath
"Just don't," I said to him before he could open his mouth. "Don't waste your breath; I'm not going to listen."
You crashed and you're on your own tonight
Wally messed up with me. "You can sleep alone tonight. I'll be back in the morning for the rest of my stuff."
Can't understand?
"Artemis-" Wally reached for my hands but I jerked away and finished packing.
I'll slow it down for you
"I'm leaving Wally. This isn't working. You care more about Linda than you do about me and I'm sick of putting up with it. I'll just make this easier on both of us and leave," I said as I pushed past him.
Lights out
I turned off the light to the bathroom as I grabbed the last of the stuff I needed for the night.
I found out my falling star
Wally used to be my wish come true. He wasn't anymore.
Goodbye
"Goodbye Wally," I said as I opened the front door. I walked over to my motorbike and strapped my duffle to the back. I kicked it to life and sped away, not even sparing Wally a parting glance. I rode to the nearest zeta and jumped to Gotham. I continued to ride until I reached a familiar mansion.
The sun rises here
The sun was rising as I typed in the passcode to the gate and walked my bike next to the garage. I headed up to the door and knocked. Bruce was on a business trip and Alfred was visiting family in England so it wasn't a surprise when Dick answered the door. All he had on was his Batman pajama pants, a gift from me last year.
"Arty?" he questioned, rubbing sleep from his eyes.
There's no more you and I
Arty. Wally hadn't called me that in months and I couldn't believe how much I'd missed it. The severity of what had just happened crashed down on me and the tears I couldn't stand began to fall.
"Wally and I broke up," I told him, "Can I stay here for a bit?"
Dick pulled me into a hug. "Of course Arty," he answered immediately. He had to have known this was coming. I nodded in thanks and continued to silently sob into his chest. He picked me up bridal style and carried me into a guest room, gently laying me down in the bed. He went to leave but I pulled him closer.
"Stay with me," I pleaded. It was a Saturday so he had no reason not to be able to stay with me. I hated needing someone, but if I had to choose anyone, it'd be Dick.
"I will," he assured me as he gently rubbed circles on my back.
Hope you liked it. I've just fallen in love with Traught even though it goes against my OTP. Ah, guilty pleasure. :P Please review!