Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titan's, nor do I own Kirk Franklin's Let it Go Song.
Warning; I have warped some words around song, to fit the story.
Pairings; robrae, cybee, starspeed, bbterra
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Let It Go
They were in a room, didn't even know how they got there, they just were. The room was poorly lit, with only one small light bulb that didn't keep that shadows at bay, and the secrets they lurked within them. The room was cold, but they were unbothered by this, most of them already cold from the inside.
Five of them, two girls and three boys, all teenagers with eyes that held more knowledge of life's pain then what was expected of someone their age. Both girls looked undernourished, except for one who was slightly plump around her stomach, the one whose green eyes and red hair use to shine with intense and purity now was both dull and lost of all passion for life, she was taller than the other, she goes by Kori now, it seems Starfire was too innocent for someone such as she.
The other, Raven with the round stomach, was short with pale skin and bored yet hard deep amethyst eyes and black hair that had lilac, colored strips. She was sitting close to a male, who just pasted her in height.
The boy, Robin, was a scrawny looking boy, yet he could knock the biggest man off his feet. He had long midnight hair, which practically limped off his head, most was covering his face. He wore dark black sunglass that he almost never took off, even in his sleep.
The next boy was an even smaller boy, most likely the youngest of them. He was small and with dark brown hair, and green sickly looking skin, yet he wasn't ill. He had deep brown eyes that held pain and isolation. He had his feet in the chair and his arms around his legs. His name, Garfield Logan, but he didn't mind being called Beast Boy for he did live on the streets like an animal, a beast.
The last was Victor Stone, or Cyborg, the only black person in the group, and probably the tallest and thickest. He had brown eyes and a bald head, he even had a prosthetic leg, but it always remained hidden under his clothes.
"Who's going to start?" Raven asked, in a low voice. They all turned to her, but no one said anything. Yes, they were sitting in the middle of the darkening room, and yes they were close together yet not touching, but getting there was the easy part. Starting however…that was never easy.
No one discussed this, they just filed in the room and sat down, it was a mutual understanding of what was to happen, but that didn't they were eager for it to happen…
Finally a soft voice broke the silence. They all turned to the smallest of the group.
"My mama gave me up when I was four years old
She didn't destroy my body but she killed my soul
Now it's cold 'cause I'm sleeping in my back seat
Understand the spirit's willing but my flesh is weak"
The dark one opened her mouth as if to protest about something, but the one shielding his eyes and raised his hand.
"Let him speak…"
"Let me speak, I never had a chance to dream
Ten years old finding love in dirty magazines
Ms. December you remember I bought you twice
Now I'm fifteen and still paying the price"
He put his head down in his legs; the tall female opened her eyes.
"Had a sister that I barely knew
Kind of got separated by the age of two
Same mama different daddy so we couldn't fake it
I saw my sister's daddy beat her in the tub naked
Take it serious the demons in the man's mind
The same daddy with rape charges now he's doing time
Crack followed and my daddy prison thirteen years
Haven't her but she's traded tears for fears"
Kori leaned back in the chair again and closed her eyes. The others did the same. Then suddenly as if someone was whispering in each ear of the group, soft words were heard.
Shout. Shout
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
So come on
I'm talking to you
So come on
Robin sighed and leaned forward resting his chin in the palm of his hand, as he spoke his story.
"Sex was how I made it through
Without someone to teach you love, what else is there to do?
So where I'm from they call you gay and say you ain't a man
Show them you ain't no punk
Get all the girls you can
A simple plan that still haunts me even now today
Now I'm seventeen and got a baby on the way
NO G.E.D. all I see is failure in my eyes
If you listening then remember I apologize"
He stopped and looked at Raven, who held her stomach, she looking away. The black man softly picked up after.
"I was raised falling in the church
Made mistakes heard the Lord's calling in the church
After service on the parking lot getting high
Wanted to be accepted so bad I was willing to die
Even tried to tell the pastor but he couldn't see
Years of low self esteem and insecurities
Church taught me how to shout and how to speak in tongues
But Preacher, teach me how to live now when the tongue is done, help me"
The familiar soft words were heard again yet louder.
Shout. Shout
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
So come on
I'm talking to you
So come on
See I'm a Soul Survivor, World Survivor.
Soul survivor, World survivor
I just wanna let it go
World survivor, soul survivor
Just wanna let it go
They all glanced at the darkest of them all; even the youngest poked his head up. She sighed and folded her arms in front of her; not in a way to show her detest, but to hold herself. To comfort herself, for it was the only thing she could do, she knew how to do
Her words held such passion, though her tone was void of such expression.
"Jesus, please on my knees can't you hear my crying
You said to put it in your hands and Lord I'm really trying
You weren't lying when you said you'd reap what you sow
Like that night mama died
Hard to let it go
You adopted me
Cared for me
And changed my name
But I cursed at you
Lied to you
Left your pain
It's not strange I can still see it in my head
To know for hours you were laying in that bed"
She unfolded herself, and looked at them her words softly as she spoke.
"If you listening to my Story,
If its day or night…
If your mama still living treat your mama right
Don't be like me and let that moment slip away…"
Cyborg softly added,
"And be careful 'cause you can't take back what you say"
Beast Boy let his feet fall the floor and sat up,
"To my real mama, this I say, I'm letting it go"
Kori smiled a little,
"To my father I forgive you 'cause you didn't know"
Robin nodded, and turned toward Raven his hand reaching out for her stomach, which he softly touched.
"The pain was preparation for my destiny
And one more thing Lord let my child be a better man than me"
Shout. Shout
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
So come on
I'm talking to you
So come on
Though much was left out, it was understood by them, the words not spoken.
No one agreed to this meeting, it was just something that they needed. No one was quite sure how they came together; they just drifted toward each other. They came from the streets to abused homes and homes that made the streets heaven. They took care of each other from the moment they met; it too was an unspoken agreement. It just was.
They all stood up, each feeling a little bit lighter, a little bit better, they left the chairs were they sat and all filed out of the room, though what waited them on the other side was no better.
They walked into room they called the living room depressing place, deprived it seems of anything living. The group fell grim
"How about some pizza, my treat?" Robin said softly, feeling more dejected by the second.
"Our treat," Cyborg asked placing his hand on the smaller man's shoulder; Robin smiled at him, and nodded.
"That sounds good." Raven said, softly.
"Yes it does." Kori nodded.
"Can I get mine veggie?" Beast Boy asked in a small voice.
Cyborg smiled warmly at him, "Sure man, whatever you want."
"Let's go." Robin said, the group quietly walked out of their home which was in an old abandoned house, but it was home.
For Now
Shout. Shout
Let it all out
These are the things I can do without
So come on
I'm talking to you
So come on
A/N: How was that? Should I make this a one shot? Or add on chapters (just to say, I already started them) I do think I however want to go one with their life. I do need to say that this story is not meant to be Religious even though the song is, the story may not even get to religion, then again one may never know. I just love the song, and got inspired to write a story when I was reading some Teen Titan's story, and listening to the song at the same time.
So Read and Review, Flamers welcomed, except when it comes to the pairing, only the story it self.