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Explain This to Me

March 6th 2008 10:13:24 am

Days passed and then weeks passed. A new normal routine was established for the Titans. Beast Boy grew stronger each day thanks to Raven's tireless treatment of his body. He finally was able to walk short distances through the Tower and lift lighter things above his head. Everyday he struggled and everyday he got back up. He never wanted to look back again. He ignored the pain of his body aching. He ignored the trouble it took to get food for himself.

He could work past many things that were now his daily struggle- however the lack of reply from Raven on that January 7th still wore on him. Being so near her every day, breathing in her scent, feeling her warmth at his side, the gentle way her hand would steady his gait as he walked. She rarely left his side anymore. But that didn't change the fact that for whatever reason, deep down inside of his being- he needed to hear the words. He need to hear her say she loved him.

He needed to feel her lips against his. He needed to feel her entirely.

There was a time when I truly believed I understood my Turtledove. But she's still a mystery and I'm sure she always will be.

"Raven," he called.

She turned to face him, only walking a step ahead. Her eyes darted to his legs, immediately fearing he was having another weakness spell, but she merely saw him standing next to her grinning like an idiot, "Let me get this all straight."

He draped an arm over her shoulder, "You spend all your time with me, helping me get better- that's a given- but you sleep in the same room with me, and we eat together- you do everything a loved one should do, and you still can't say you love me."

Heat flared to her cheeks, "I don't understand why that's so important to you." she shoved his arm from her shoulder and stormed off.

I guess I deserved that. Heh...

He chuckled until he felt stabbing pain in his side. He clutched his side and waited until the stinging ache in his lungs subsided.

As sudden as the aching pain had struck, a rain of more thoughts plagued his mind. The darkness in his eyes remained. He had no hope of seeing again. He was starting to feel down. Seriously what use was he? He couldn't even transform properly yet. He was just dead weight. What hope had he of keeping Raven as his own? He sensed that her presence was now far away from his. Realization shining in his mind clear as day.

It's selfish of me...I can't keep pushing for what was going to be...I have to let her go...But that's almost impossible when you love someone...but it's more impossible to expect her stay with someone so useless...

He quietly returned to his room in the hospital bay. Curling into the bed he threw the covers over his head. A dull ache like an icy twinge encased his heart. A troubled sleep overtook his body.

Of course she loved him. She wanted to be with him always. So what was the problem? Three words should be a sinch. There was something wrong with her heart. There had to be. Anyone with a brain should just be able to say words that she clearly had no trouble showing through actions.

But actions are more important than words right? I should say it because he needs me too... she held her head for a moment, "Beast Boy I-" she tried to say to her mirror on the wall but returned to hanging her head in shame.

Later that day Raven found her way to the med bay and found Beast Boy sleeping under the covers and a moderate snore emerging from the sheets. She would tell him tomorrow.

March 7th 2008 07:06:20 am

Raven and Beast Boy started their early morning regiment of physical therapy training. He completed his exercises with barely a word to spare. She stared at his forlorn face, "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine."

"Beast Boy I- there was something I wanted to tell you yesterday-"

"Just give up." his clouded eyes focused on her form, "Just give up on me. You don't have a chance."

Her hand flew to her chest and her head shifted back as though dodging a projectile. Her mouth opened and closed a few times before words would come, "Excuse me?!"

"Yeah I was just messing with you yesterday. I don't really feel that way about you."

A jolt of dark energy left her hand and shot into the ground. She stalked out of the room slamming the door behind her.

Maybe that was a little harsh of me...but better to pull it off quick than let it bleed...