I have such bad RoyWally feels Q-Q Which is why I spit out this story. God, I hate my brain sometimes…but Roy/Wally/Dick is my OT3, seriously.
And yeah, I have too many stories; they're unfinished, blah, blah, blah. Shut up~ When I get inspiration, I can't stop. Sigh…
So, read on! Oh, and by the way, I'm switching up the ages in this. Wally is a 14 year old freshman, Dick is a 15 year old sophomore, and Roy is a 17 year old junior.
Credit to Nikki for the story summary (which I tweaked a little) bc she is simply amazing.
Prologue
August 28, 11:34 pm
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, not even trying to stop the steady stream of tears flowing down my face. It was raining hard; the sharp drops pelted my face, making it sting. But I didn't care. All I needed to do was get away from that place, where my two lovers would be frozen, shock and disgust written all over their face's.
I knew this was a bad idea. I knew I was going to regret stumbling on Roy's doorstep that lonely night. But for a month, I had been showered in attention and warmth and love. I desperately craved love; I couldn't get any from my parents. I had no siblings. My uncle and aunt were always busy. And my best friend—boyfriend; well, not anymore—didn't have enough time for me either.
So when I kissed Roy, even though I was dating Dick, I would say the blame that rested on me was only 40%. I ran even faster, hearing my name through the inky darkness.
"Wally! Wally! Come back!"
"Walls, please! It isn't safe!"
"Wally! We're sorry...!"
I was choking down sobs as I slipped and fell, skinning my elbow and both knees. I jumped to my feet immediately, taking off when two figures approached me rapidly, but I skidded on the wet pavement and fell. I could see their shadows behind me, and wrapped my arms around my knees and buried my face into them, crying.
"Shhh, Walls," Dick whispered soothingly, rubbing circles on my back. Roy pulled me into his lap, pressing light kisses on my neck. I squirmed, trying to stop the tears, but they kept coming. Why didn't they hate me? I had lied and cheated and hurt them, yet they were right here, comforting me.
"W-why?" I managed to choke out, my tear-stained face and shiny eyes turning upon the two teens.
"Because I love you," Dick said automatically.
"Because I care," Roy replied softly, and I clung onto him tightly, trying to bury the guilt even further in my heart.
I knew it didn't work when I looked up and saw Dick was gone. I began to sob, and Roy cradled me gently, not knowing what to say that would dull my pain and take away the guilt.
I just cried, hugging Roy until the rain finally stopped.
End of the prologue. As soon as I get one review, I'll post the first chapter.
~samx