Time is to heal all wounds, but can time heal a painful blow to the heart? Can time heal what love has done. No. It leaves a scar a that brudens us for life until we drown ourselves in sarrow and despair. I have drowned before, he saved me then abondoned me with no hope left to stand on my feet. I thought he loved me, but no who could ever love a demon, a monster? I shall-
"Raven, you in there?" called Beast Boy.
I didn't want to answer, but if I didn't, he would continue to bother and intrrupt me.
"Yes, I am here," I said in my monotone voice. Oh, how i hated be emotionless. One little smile and the world could end.
"Well...uh...um-"
"Get on with it," I stated.
"Everyone's gonna go to the park and I-we were wondering if you wanted to come with us,"said Beast Boy then he added: "Unless you wanna stay in your room"
I slightly grimaced at that.
"I'll go."
There was a sound that came from behind the door that sounded like someone was victory dancing or dying dramatically. Who knows.
It made me think how much I hated Beast Boy, i know he has his own pain and problems, but the way he can handle them makes me envious. He can laugh and joke to make all his cares and hardships disappear, but me, I 'm Miss Debbie Downer in the eyes of society. No, I'm serious, Jump Teens Weekly said so.
I hate him, and yet, I admire him, adore him, maybe even love him.
Like a Brother-ish.