Author's note I do not own the Teen Titans or the song "Maybe I won't Look Back" by Stacie Orrico. Now on with the fic.
Maybe I Won't Look Back
Raven's POV
Something happened yesterday that I will never forget. It has changed my life forever.
I awoke last morning to a peaceful tower. All was quiet and serene as I walked into the Titan's main room, and began to brew my tea. I was about to sit down silently and divulge in my favorite little book of pomes by Poe, when the perfect silence around me was shattered by my rowdy teammates, Beast Boy and Cyborg. Who had begun a dispute about who was going to make breakfast, as usual. Robin and Starfire emerged from their chambers as well, enveloped in some conversation about Earth and its ways.
I slammed my book shut in great annoyance, and stood as my tea began to boil. I sat and sipped my tea and tried to drone out the arguing and the shouting.
Eventually breakfast was arranged and we all sat sown to eat. When I finally arrived back in my room there was a telephone message waiting for me. I played the message, and sat on my bed while I listened to it. Surprisingly the message was from Vana Lang, an old friend of mine. She sounded really distressed, and she asked that I call her back right away. I was about to pick up the phone to dial her number when the Titan's alarms went off! I hesitated then flew into the Titan's main room in time to hear our leader utter one word... "Slade".
It took us nearly all day, but we eventually succeeded in stopping the psycho from destroying our city. When we reached home I toppled into bed. Vaguely remembering something I needed to do, but I shrugged it off, and fell into welcome sleep.
I woke the next morning in pretty much the same routine as the last, though today the sky seemed a bit dreary. After breakfast I picked up a newspaper my fearless leader had left on the coffee table. I glanced at the front headline and froze as I stared at the headline.
'Teenage Vana Lang Commits Suicide'
I stared at the headline in appalled silence, as I let the brutal reality sink in.
"Maybe I won't look back,"
"If only I had called her..." was my only thought.
"At some way I could have done something,"
"What's the matter Rae?" asked BB.
"A thoughtful word, a simple smile, but I was selfish,"
"I-I knew her," came my stunned reply.
"But if I change my heart today, tomorrow it might be okay,"
"I'm so sorry Rae," consoled the changeling.
"And maybe I won't look back."
I walked away from the boy, over to the window, and stared into dreary world as a fog crept in.
"And maybe I won't look back."
And I began to cry as it began to rain.
"And maybe I won't look back."