Beast Boy
"Hey Terra, it's been a while since I came to visit." Beast Boy's gloved hands caressed the plaque he handcrafted. The memorial to a fallen comrade and a valued friend. Her body no longer resided there encased in stone. But the Terra he knew was still there; his Terra was like the now vacant grave, just a reminder of how things use to be, a distant memory.
His fingers lightly danced across the engraved letters. They took solace in the past, remembering the touch of her delicate hands against his. "…It's my mom's birthday today…" His shoulders dropped low and his head hung down as he began his speech.
"Heh, you'd think I'd go to HER grave to talk… but… she…" Ocean kissed tears were beginning to form at the crest of his eyes. He balled his hands into tight fists in the dirt, grabbing a handful of soil in the process. His heart beat was picking up, a concert of emotion was about to start.
"I-I… I would go talk to h-her, bu-but she doesn't have a marked grave see… "He wrenched his eyes shut and his face began to heat up. Breathing started becoming less of a normality and more of an unrehearsed skill. He wheezed and choked on his sadness.
" Sh-she… my mom… she's…" A waterfall of emotion was growing in his aching heart. He dammed all his feelings up and tried to hide behind a harlequin mask for years. But like all dams, if there's too much water, their bound to overflow.
His body shook violently now, the sheer volume of emotion he was feeling was titanic. It was only a matter of time until… "WHY'D YOU LEAVE ME TERRA!?" That was it, the floodgates had opened and now all the pent up pain and aggression was going to be set free.
He lifted his right fist and brought it hurtling down towards the plaque. A sickening CRAACK sounding as his fist made contact. It splintered in an electric pattern and chipped in its corners. "You were EVERYTHING to me! I cared about you! I fought to SAVE you! I was on your side when everyone else was ready to turn you in!"
He pummeled the sign with fury, his anger fueling his attack. His eyes were bloodshot and a steady stream of tears created a path along his flustered cheeks. He was so angry and so hurt; he just wanted the pain to go away.
The plaque shattered and became unhinged from its stone mount, falling incredulously to the floor. The light patter of liquid hitting stone could be heard throughout the dimly lit cave. His eyes fixed onto the mess he had caused; he was still in a state of irritation and hurt.
He slowly opened his gloved hands allowing blood to circulate more freely. His knuckles bled profusely and stung due to salty tears penetrating the wounds. "…I loved you Terra, why'd you have to leave? I wanted to save you, to protect you… I wanted things to be different this time…"
The plaque laid in ruin, a shadow of its former self. With shaky hands he scooped its remains up and examined his destruction. " …This always happens…" He was hurting so bad. His heart felt like needles were piercing it. His head was pounding and his stomach was reeling.
"I wanted to talk to you about her ya know. I was gunna tell you all about both of em. You totally would've loved to hear the story. You'd be there for me and you wouldn't laugh if I started to cry…"
His eyes caught the one word that mattered to him amongst the wreckage. A piece with her name. It was slightly chipped at the 'a' and the 'T' was missing a corner. But it was all he wanted. He slowly let the pieces fall until only one remained. Tears blurred his vision as he wept his pain away.
"…You'd tell me it wasn't my fault she died, that there was nothing I could do. You'd say mom and dad are proud of me and that you are too…" Bringing the shard to his cheek, he rubbed the piece against his skin, tears, blood, and dirt swirling about on his face.
"…You'd hug me and tell me you love me back…" By now he was slouched completely. His gaze was downcast and his shoulders were completely slumped. His elf like ears lowered to match his pitiful mood. He sat there holding on to the memories desperately trying to find a shred of peace.
It wouldn't come. This cut is too deep and this pain is too much. He'd stay in that cave for the night, crying out for his lost love and his dead family. It would take all his strength to finally remove himself from the place of angst he was in.
He would walk back to the tower and be met with a flurry of questions.
"Dude where've you been?!"
"Yes friend we have been worried to the point of sickness!"
He would shake his head and put on his mask, a forced smile and faked happiness.
"I was just out with my many fans; you know the ladies can't resist the ears."
The act was back in play and it was flawlessly executed. Things would return to how they once were, just as he planned. After a few exasperated sighs and playful insults he would saunter off to his room. The curtain call was coming. He didn't need a standing ovation, his performance was enough. They bought his act, his repertoire of jokes and smiles; that's all he wanted.
He made it to the main room doors and began to make his exit. "Beast Boy?" But, someone wasn't satisfied; they saw a blemish in this otherwise well carried out play. "What's that in your hand?" His hand closed tightly about the shard enveloping it with all his might. He had to be strong, he couldn't let them know.
He never turned to face them he merely bit his lip and moved forward. "It's just a piece of history, something I can't change…" The doors closed behind him and he ventured off to his room. The day is over, and a new dam has been built. He will carry this burden inside while playing the role of the fool perfectly. The sorrowful young man, who keeps losing the people he loves.
Sup guys and gals? I know I've been on a week long hiatus now for my main story (believe it or not I've been busy at work for a change lol)...
But I'll do a few of these sad shorts to fill in the gaps while I'm not updating (^.^)
Review, Don't Review, Flame, Don't Flame, I really don't expect too much from this haha. Hope it was atleast a good read!
