Written when I felt down :( .Here it is, my first Young Justice fic to be posted…read if you must...
Disclaimer: No, I still don't own Young Justice
Holding back tears is more difficult than people seem to make it out to be. You get this stinging in the corners of your eyes, letting you know the waterfall's on its way and it's going to take on hell of a dam to keep them back. Then you feel the pricks of the beginnings of the droplets form, letting you know you're not doing a good job keeping it back. So you try harder and you feel a pressure on your chest, they kind that only lessens with a deep breath. But when you take that deep breath you let your guard down and the first tear slips and you know you've lost. As soon as that first tear comes it's terrifying because everything else, all those tears that have been jammed up for years, starts falling and they don't stop. This surprises you because you had no idea you had all these tears to cry and you gasp, but it comes out as more of a sob.
That's when critical eyes turn to see you in your weakest state of mind. The pitiful glances of random strangers look your way, and you get angry because you don't want these people to pity you. You don't want them to see you so raw like this. So you turn away from them, trying to hide your shameful tears. But you still feel their gaze and it doesn't go away. Not until you're legs draw the strength from your anger and they move you away from the critical eyes and pitiful glances. They keep moving, faster and faster until you realize you're running. Running far away and it doesn't even matter where they're taking you.
The tears are still falling, sliding painfully down your cheeks and following the contours of your face until they drip off your chin or they're wiped away furiously. They make you cold and you shiver, but not just because of the cold. You shiver because you are still fighting them, the tears. They're still coming but you fight them, every single one that escapes your eyes. You fight them because you know they're coming from your soul. And that piece of you is so dirty and tainted that you don't want any part of it showing. So you deny the truth the tears tell. You are broken and desperate for someone to help you repair you broken soul.
You recognize the exhaustion setting into your legs, the ones still running underneath you, carrying you far away. But you ignore it because they seem to know where they're going and you let them continue to take you away. But now they stopped. They're not moving anymore and you fall to your knees, wondering why they've stopped. You're legs have stopped but the tears are relentless.
Light floods your front and you look up. You see an open door and you stand, because you're legs know what they're doing. Then you see, you recognize his face and the concern that fills it. You see the one to help you repair what's been broken and you gasp again. He takes you into his arms, a comforting gesture but it offers no condolence to you, until a finger under your chins pulls you're tear-stained face up to meet his own clear one. And you see, his bright and beautiful green eyes.
Da-aw :P Yes you smarties, It is AU Artemis/Wally…Well actually I guess depending on your own interpretation it may not be AU. LET ME KNOW….