me: GUESS WHO'S STILL ALIVE! (heres my muse amber her appearance is on my profile)

amber: thats right! crista is off of school and writing again

me: im trying to get a feel for Dick here because im gonna do a young justice and prototype crossover fic

amber: not to give too much away but slight AU and DickXAlex its gonna be epic

me: I own nothing and enjoy

I should be happy. I should be laughing with the rest of the team. I should congratulate my best friend. I should be walking down the isle instead of her. I should tell Wally exactly how I feel. Should is the key word.

Instead I, Dick Grayson also known as Nightwing, am standing here as my true love's best man. Wally West formerly known as Kid Flash is finally getting married to his long time girlfriend Artemis. Red Arrow and Super Boy are the excited groomsmen. Miss Martian and Rocket are the giggling bridesmaids. Zatanna is the maid of honor eagerly awaiting Artemis's bouquet. And every other super hero in the team and the Justice League are sitting in the pews of the beautiful catholic cathedral. Everything is perfect.

Everything but me. Each clack of Artemis's perfect white heels sends another crack through my heart. Wally leans over to me and whispers "I must be the luckiest man in the world."

Choking back tears I reply "Yeah." I look at her in her flowing white gown and veil as she walks down the isle with Green Arrow, beaming up at Wally. "She looks beautiful."

Artemis steps on the podium and the priest begins the ceremony. The vows are exchanged and the clergyman asks for objections. I open my mouth to confess to him and immediately close it. Because I can see in his eyes just how happy he is. Who am I to take that from him.

Before I can change my mind they are pronounced husband and wife and share a kiss. As they run into the limousine that will take them to their wonderful honeymoon, I wave goodbye and force a smile. After everyone leaves, I stare into the setting sun and think about how I will never be with him.

After my mom died I promised myself I would never cry again.

I broke that promise.

me: if it was bad im sorry i havent written anything outside of school since valentines day

amber: favorite alert R&R Ja Ne