Disclaimer: Nothing from Teen Titans is mine
More practice with first person! This won't be a one shot, but it won't be a very long story either. Maybe just a few chapters and that's it. Also a warning, this story will probably get pretty smutty later on. Or maybe really smutty, depends on how it comes out. So naturally, don't read if you don't like adult content/lemony scenes/explicit material, etc. Chapters will be short and (hopefully) updates will come quickly.
"Speech"
All thoughts will belong to Jinx for this story. Italicized speech will indicate telepathic communication or emphasized words.
Five years.
Five years to the day. Fifth anniversary of everyone leavin'. I don't know if anyone else remembers... 'kay, strike that. I know at least two of 'em probably remember, but the others might not.
Five years since the Titans went their separate ways. Good ol' Starfire had to go back to Tamaran, then Robin - excuse me, Nightwing - had to go to Gotham to do some shit with his old man, and then everything after that kinda just fell apart. Figures. Here I was, thinking I'd made some friends, but... bah, whatever.
Still live in Jump. Go figure. No, it's not because it has any sentimental value, it's just... it's just a nice place to live, I guess. Compared to Gotham, at the very least. Besides, got a bunch of decent jobs around here. When I'm not bartendering, I sometimes go have a bit of fun with the boys. For old times' sake. C'mon, it's not that bad. We just do a little thievin' here and there, not enough to really hurt anyone, and we don't take anything dangerous. Like those creepy artifacts and stuff... Raven really scared me away from those, heh.
Which reminds me, she's the only one none of us knows about. Everyone else still keeps in touch, kinda. Even bird boy, that stupid fart. Even he has the decency to - okay, I'll stop bitching. But seriously, where'd that girl go? We actually got to be pretty good friends, and even if everyone else was leaving, I told her I'd stay with her! But nope, she just goes off all mopey like and she's like 'damn, I've got no friends. Guess I'll have to go somewhere else then...'. Ugh. Whatever. See if I care, you damn goth. I'm not the one- I'm...
Actually, I kinda miss her, I think. She was a lot of fun to be around. BB was a bit annoyin', Star was too... okay, and Robin - Nightwing - was well, Robin. Vic was alright. And Rae... she was really interesting actually! Once she opened up a bit, at least. Like, you'd think she'd be a huge ass bitch, with the way she acts, but she's really not. She's actually really cool, if a bit depressing sometimes. I wonder where she is.
"Bartender. Bartender? Hellooo? You paying attention?"
"Huh? What? Oh, yeah. What can I get you?"
"A pint of malt. No, not that one. The other one- yeah. Great, thanks."
"Sure."
Right. Where was I? Oh yeah. Five years, huh. Shit, I'm already 23. What the fuck am I doing with my life. I'm still single, I'm stuck here doing some shitty bartendering, and I don't even get to have any good fights anymore! Everyone's just too pussy chicken to fight when I'm here since they know I'll kick their asses any day, so we don't even get any good drunken brawls. Damn. Life's boring. Maybe I could go on a shoppin' spree... nah. That'd be too much like the old days, when we used to fight against the Titans. Kinda over that now, even if it was fun sometimes. Damn. Everything used to be so much better... is this what getting old feels like?
Shit, shit. I'm not old yet. Stop thinking that way, Jinx! Fuckin-
"'Sup, Jenny. Wanna-"
"Shut it, Wally. I'm not getting you anything."
Fucking Wally. Kid Flash... well, not so much a kid anymore, but his old man's still alive and besides, he still acts like a stupid kid. God, how did I even fall in love with him back then? Must've been stupid or something.
"Aww, Jenny-"
"No, Wally. Besides, how're you supposed to fight if you're drunk?"
He's taken it upon himself to protect the city by himself. Does a damn good job of it, since there's nobody tough left. Pff. He could probably take care of them even if he's drunk, but... ugh. He's just so obnoxious when he has a bit to drink. Not dealing with that.
"Please, Jenny-"
"No."
"But-"
"No, Wally, you're not getting into my pants either."
"Aww, you're no fun anymore."
"If that's your standard of fun, then I was never any fun."
"Liar. Everyone I know says you're a good lay-"
"Excuse me? I don't remember dating that many people. And I certainly-"
"Okay, fine I was exaggerating. But what about that one time I caught you with Raven-"
Fuck. You. Bastard.
"Ooh, you're blushing. Looks like I gotcha there-"
"Get out of here, Wally." I'm gonna fucking kill this clown.
"Wait, wait Jenny, I didn't mean- I didn't - I know you two weren't actually-"
"Ugh. I don't have the patience to deal with you today. So just-"
"Relax, babe. I just stopped by to say hi. It's been five years, hasn't it?"
...
"You remembered?"
"Yeah, duh. Let's be real, Jinx. Those were some pretty good times, weren't they? It's not like I'd forget about losing that so easily. And I know you wouldn't."
He's being serious. Holy shit. "Hmph. Fine. Go ahead and get drunk. See if I care."
"Nah, I'll pass. I was just teasin' earlier. So, any word from Raven yet?"
"Why the curiosity?" Probably looking for another hookup. Sucks being a superhero sometimes... everyone thinks you're a freak, so the only people you can get are other 'freaks'.
"Oh, nothing really. You two used to be pretty tight, though."
"Sort of, but not really."
"Yeah, you were. If she came back, you'd be the first person she'd go to. Or maybe Robin."
"He goes by Nightwing now, remember? And I don't think so. He's always had a stick up his ass, but now I think it's lodged itself so far in that nobody can get it out. Nobody wants to deal with that shit."
"Right. So then you."
"Well she hasn't talked to me. She could be dead for all we know, and we'd have no idea."
"Damn, Jenny, don't talk like that-"
"It's the truth. Now, you want a drink or not?"
"Just a small one. I still have some rounds to do tonight before heading back home."
"Alright. Here. No, you don't have to pay. I'll cover ya on this one."
"Thanks, Jen."
Hmph. I'm glad he's the one I went out with, though. If I hooked up with any of the others and we broke up, it'd be awkward as fuck, but Wally's alright in that regard. Yeah, we broke up, but we're still fine. He's just a bit annoying sometimes, but we're still friends I guess. He's looked out for me a few times, and I've looked out for him when he needs it... God, I miss those days. When I used to have friends, and we used to hang out and do things... when we were a group of freaks instead of just being lonely freaks... like seriously. Nobody understands how hard it is to make friends when everyone's just scared of you. Like, they won't admit it, but they're afraid since we're just so much stronger than normal people are. I guess it makes sense; you wouldn't want a friend who could blow your house down by snapping her fingers, but still. I miss having friends.
"Hey, cheer up."
"I'm perfectly cheery."
"Nah, you're not. Jen-"
"Just go, Wally. I'm fine."
"You're not fine. But- yikes that's a scary look you've got-"
"Wally, if I wanted to tell you what I was thinking, I'd tell you. The fact that I'm not means that I don't want to. Alright?" I hope that didn't sound rude. I tried not to...
"Alright. Just... talk to me if you need anything, okay? Gotta go. See ya."
"Mm."
Ugh. I know he means well, but he's just not the person I want to talk to. Actually, I just wish all of them were back here. I just... don't want to be an outcast anymore. I just need somewhere where I can fit in, without being one of those guys. Done with that HIVE shit, and Brother Blood, and fucking Slade. Done with all of that garbage. Maybe I just need a break from all of this. Go on vacation somewhere. Go sightseeing for a bit, and, I don't know. Anything but being stuck here, doing this forever, day after day. If I have to do this forever, I might as well just drop dead. Fuck this.
Hello, Jinx.
What? Did someone say something? No, there's nobody looking at me, and besides, most people just call me by Jenny. Sure, most of the regulars know who I really am, but ever since I dyed my hair blonde, the newcomers have no idea. Hmm. Maybe it was just my imagination.
Really? Think again.
The fuck? Am I really hearing things? I-
"Bartender."
Oh, maybe it was just that lady calling me. It's been a long day...
"What can I get you?"
"Hmm. Let me think."
Her voice... it seems kind of familiar. She's not one of the regulars. Yeah, I haven't seen her here before. Damn, she's really small, probably even shorter than me. Short, black hair - at least I think it's short, but it's hard to tell since she's got a hood on. She's wearing all black too... maybe a goth or something? Pale skin, maybe not enough sun. Yep, probably a goth.
"Well, you see..."
What I think I really want... is you.
What. The. Fuck. Her lips didn't move but I still heard her. Did anyone else hear that? No, nobody else is looking. So she's fucking with me or something...
"Who the hell are you? What do you want?" No need to make a scene yet. Just whisper for now.
"Sorry, was I not clear enough? What I want... is you. As in, you."
She's looking up now. Why's she - her eyes are violet. Wait, oh shit. Her eyes are violet. Her eyes are-
"Ah, sorry, I have somewhere I need to go. If you'll excuse me."
I'll call you. Be ready, my little kitten. Oh, and whatever you do, don't let anyone else know that I'm here. Pretend like everything else is normal, got it?
"I-"
Or, well, you'll have to find out what the consequences are. I'm sure you can imagine. See you soon, my sweet.
"Shit." She's gone.
Well, no. No, she's not gone. She's definitely not gone. Damn. Why do I feel like I'm totally fucked? And what's even worse, why do I feel like I don't care? Guess we'll have to see how this turns out...