Breathe. In, out.
What did she just do? The Brotherhood would never accept her now. She had just let a superhero go! She had slapped-
Breathe. Take deep breaths.
Why had she freed him? To make Madam Rouge mad? No. She disliked her, maybe even hated her. But not enough to throw away her whole career -small though it may have been. She'd let him go because she li-
Breathe. You're fine. Just breathe.
She couldn't. She wouldn't. It would ruin her career. It would ruin everything. It would ruin her. So, why? Why had she freed him? Because, whispered a little voice at the back of her head, you lik- No! She hated him! She hated his stupid roses! She hated his cocky smile! He had ruined her career! He'd ruined her life!
…But had he really? Or had he just burned away the bad parts, made way for a new and better life to rise up from the ashes, like a phoenix? No. She was bad luck; she couldn't have a better life. Bad luck got no do-overs, no second chances. But what if- NO! She did not like him, goddammit!
But if she did... maybe she could be a hero. If she liked him -not saying she did- but if, her life would be so much easier.
A small tap on the foot yanked Jinx from her mental roller coaster. She stared at the rose, standing in the middle of the road. It had ruby red petals and leaves like emeralds. The crystal vase that embraced it threw small, delicate rainbows, breaking up the dull, monotonous orange of the streetlight that pooled at her feet. She watched the flower sway ever so slightly in the gentle breeze, then leaned down and picked it up. The stem was smooth and thorn-less, the petals like silk under her finger. Jinx inhaled deeply, letting a wave of nostalgia wash over her. It smelt like him. Exactly like him.
A flash of yellow and red raced over the roof tops. The flash reminded her that she was not alone. That flash that was, in his own way, her very own guardian angel.
For the first time in a long time, Jinx did not know what she was going to do next. She did not have a plan, or a place to go. But that was okay. He would be there for her. She walked into the shadows, a smile tugging at her lips, and two bright blue-green eyes watching her every move.
She could breathe easy now.
'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe
-Breath (2am) by:ANNA NALICK
A/N: New story up! Ok I have no idea where to go with my PJO OC contest, and I only have idea for this story so, yurp! ^.^ A few things:
1. This will be a series of one shots, I am aiming for a 101 one shots! Some will be like mini stories, connecting eachone shot to each other.
2. The length will change, based on the story idea. Some will be long or some will be short, like this one.
3. This is the only time I'm doing this… I OWN NOTHING THAT YOU RECOGNIZE! No Teen Titans, no songs, nothing other than my ideas.
4. I will be updating, at least, twice a week.
5. REVIEW, FAVORITE, PM ME, WHATEVER! The less feed back I get, the more I feel like no one is likening my stories, so I start becoming anxious. What if no one likes my story? What if I'm a bad writer? Why am I even doing this? It's a cycle. Even if you're too lazy to review, I might start getting to lazy to post. Sorry, but if you can write three words at most- I lkd it- even, then why should I write a whole chapter. I have a life too, you know.
Thanks!
Ps. I know in Teen Titans, Kidflash's eyes are blue, but in Young Justice, his eyes are green. I decided to give him blue-green eyes.
UPDATE: this is the betad version of Breath by SnowFallsSlow! Thnx again!