Before Our Eyes
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A/N: the rewrite has begun
Chapter one
~Wally's POV~
I don't know how one person could so this to my best friend. Her name is Sarah and since he started dating her and his whole life has gone downhill. I've never seen him like this. He's always such a bright happy kid. Even when he's down he bounces right back!
She's really messed with him. Every word that comes out of her mouth puts him down. And god damn it it's been three months! Three months of her messing with his head, ripping part his self-confidence.
I don't understand why he can't see it. How he can't see that he's so much better than this…
?
As a speedster I eat a lot and I mean a lot. Try about eight meals a day not including snacks. So it's not a surprise that I'm walking down the halls of mount justice with a seven layer sandwich in my grasp. Food makes me happy, really happy. Food is almost as good as porn…okay no that's a lie but I really like food.
I walk past Robin's door and I hear a sobbing. I freeze. He's crying, Robin does not cry. I fear the worst so I open the for door and quickly slip in before closing it knowing he won't want anyone to see him cry.
The little bird is sitting on his bed, knees drawn to his chest his face hidden. I approach slowly crawling onto the bed and touching his shoulder. Rob lets out a cry of shock and jumps. And now I see something is missing: no glasses, no mask.
I've never seen his eyes and they're…I can't even describe. Their about twenty different shades of the brightest blues I have ever seen. Their shining bright with tears as he tries to calm.
I'm not a homo I'm saying that now but god Rob…he's…beautiful like in every form of that word and in ever variation.
"R-Rob," I Sutter. "Your eyes." Rob lets out another cry and leaps to the nightstand snatching his sun glass. Damn I just realized how much I hate those damn things.
"Wally," he gasps still trying to control his labored breathing. "Do you need something?"
"Dude you're crying," I'm still in shock but I get the words out right. "What's wrong?" He shakes his head miserably. He's holding back but suddenly the tear burst out and he curls into himself.
"I-I br-Broke up with S-Sarah," he sobs loudly. I have to fight to hold back my joy and it's really hard.
"So why are you crying," I ask. 'If you did the breaking up?" he hides his face in his knees.
"I tried to do it nice," he sobs. "But she just freaked out! She called me stupid little brat, that she only dated me because she thought I was pathetic and felt bad for me!" my mouth drops open and then clenches in rage. I don't think I pull him into a hug, keeping him snug to my chest.
"Rob don't you dare believe that for a second," I say firmly. "You're awesome to the extreme. You're strong and smart and the most Asterous person I know!" he feel him give a small smile against my chest.
"Thanks Walls," he mumbles. "You're the best." And now I have an urge, it's strange but I…kiss him. Not on the lips or the cheek even because that would be freaky. No just lightly press my lips to his forehead. He turns his head up to me and has the cutest blush on his face.
I feel strange…what the hell is happening to me?