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A/N ~ This chapter had a bit of a request put in it. One of the people that reviewed had a pretty good idea, so I used it. You know who you are. ;) I think that this chapter was the quickest one that was ever put up. O.o I usually put more effort into it. Tell me if you like the shorter or longer types of chapters, OK? Now...READ! (And keep in mind what was up before)
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Chapter 4 - Apology
I've had lots of time to think about the current situation, but it doesn't seem too bad. Besides the fact that Beast Boy made me into the rat of the tower, and the fact that he, most likely, hates me, and the fact that all I can do is hold myself in my room; everything seems just fine...
Amusing...he hates me, yet I don't hate him. That's usually how things work, isn't it? He completely despises me and thinks of me as nothing but a depressed girl who likes her room, and I still don't hate him. Stupid little monkey...I'm losing myself in all of this. Can't do that. Have to find a way to fix this. If I do something nice for him, maybe he'll let off a bit. Of course, I tried that back there; didn't work out too well. That's the only thing to do, though. Can't be mean. Can't ignore it all. Have to stand up...literally. My legs are numbing up now.
I really DO respect him for saying what's on his mind. No one else would have done that for me. They would have left me; ignored me; let me rot in my room. I don't respect him for accusing me for something so minute. He could have just laughed about it and went on. He's not that type of person; neither am I.
I walked to my door and slipped my hood over my head, again; I feel such safety under it. Before I even dared to open the door, I listened for the sound of anything. I needed to make sure that nothing got in...or out.
The hall was quiet. Everyone probably left to their rooms for some reason or another. Now's a good time to meditate on the roof. It sounds so peaceful...and quiet. Ahh...AHH!!! Why's Beast Boy here?! Sigh...well now's a good a time as any to apologize...I guess.
I cleared my throat abruptly; he turned around. "Hey." Oh, nice start.
"Hey," he replies, obviously not wanting to talk. He looks mad.
"So, what are you looking at up here?" I stepped beside him, trying to lighten the mood...That sounded funny; ME trying to lighten the mood.
"The tops of the buildings," he mumbled, staring off. It was kind of a weird reply. But truly, they were beautiful. There was a bright aura around them that came from the sunset behind them. Today's just been SO nice, yet so horrible at the same time.
I sighed inwardly. I think that I'm just going to have to say it. "Beast Boy, I just came up here to say that..."
"You're sorry?" he interupted, crossing his arms as he glared at me.
I lowered my head, not in embarassment, but in fury. How dare he try to look at me like I was going to insult him, again. That's what I get for trying to be nice, I guess. Curse that elf.
"Don't push my patience," I said through gritted teeth. My fists were clenched tightly, fixing dents into my hands. It took all my power not to attack him. "I'm not happy."
He narrowed his eyes all the more, almost to the point where they were closed. "You're never anything. The only time to show ANY emotion is when you're mad at me." Beast Boy tried to walk past me. After a bit he could tell that he wasn't getting anywhere; I'd mentally tied his feet to the ground. He stood dumbfounded, and a cold started to set between us. BB knew that he was in trouble.
Still in my calm and monotone voice I plainly stated, "You wouldn't know anything about it...ever." I grabbed his head a consentrated on every bit of remorse and sorrow that I'd had over the day. All of my anguish and fear. All of my guilt and selfishness that I'd had to keep inside of my head; to the back where nothing survives. I didn't show anything of WHY I had these feelings, just that I did. After I was done, I slapped him. Not that girly slap that you see girls in old movies do. They just come from the side with the back of their hand. I slapped him with the front of my hand in a upward, diagonal motion. There was a long white streak acrossed his cheek. "You see?" I asked him, closing my eyes as I did. I didn't want to my eyes glossed over with tears right now.
Beast Boy's pupils are dialated, and I can tell that he's been rendered utterly speechless. The cold that had been between us rose, and a breeze blew his hair past his face. At least I apologized like I wanted to...Wasn't worth all of this though.
"Friends! Is something wrong?" Starfire asked, coming beside us. I think that she can sense the level of tensity in the tower. It's kind of annoying, you know? She knows too much. Either when we're too quiet, too loud, too happy...or too mad. "Come! Let us stop all of this."
"Thank you. I'm not the one you should be talking to, though. Beast Boy's the one who didn't accept my apology...," I said, floating over to the door. "I'll be in my room, not that you'll need to know. You won't be coming up there." I glared daggers at both of them, just for added flare.
"But Raven...," Starfire started.
I finished for her...by pushing her back. She flipped backwards, landing on her butt, skidding to a stop. I think that I proved my point. Starfire didn't say another word. She just stood up and rubbed her arm gently. Starfire wasn't mad at me, but I certaintly wasn't her best friend then. She was a bit emotionally hurt, just her pride; she'll live. I could tell that Beast Boy wasn't going to say anything more. He was still standing there, almost in a zombie-like way.
Why didn't I stay in my room? I don't know. Maybe my mind built up a level of guilt so high that I had to. Maybe I was lonely...Maybe I'm cracking. Well, that only means one thing: I need to stay in my room twice as long now that I've wasted so much time.
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A/N ~ YOU LIKE IT BETTER NOW? HUH?! Seriously, tell me if it's better, or worse. Personally, I think I did a great job of revising this. Seriously...R&R!!!!!!
A/N ~ This chapter had a bit of a request put in it. One of the people that reviewed had a pretty good idea, so I used it. You know who you are. ;) I think that this chapter was the quickest one that was ever put up. O.o I usually put more effort into it. Tell me if you like the shorter or longer types of chapters, OK? Now...READ! (And keep in mind what was up before)
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Chapter 4 - Apology
I've had lots of time to think about the current situation, but it doesn't seem too bad. Besides the fact that Beast Boy made me into the rat of the tower, and the fact that he, most likely, hates me, and the fact that all I can do is hold myself in my room; everything seems just fine...
Amusing...he hates me, yet I don't hate him. That's usually how things work, isn't it? He completely despises me and thinks of me as nothing but a depressed girl who likes her room, and I still don't hate him. Stupid little monkey...I'm losing myself in all of this. Can't do that. Have to find a way to fix this. If I do something nice for him, maybe he'll let off a bit. Of course, I tried that back there; didn't work out too well. That's the only thing to do, though. Can't be mean. Can't ignore it all. Have to stand up...literally. My legs are numbing up now.
I really DO respect him for saying what's on his mind. No one else would have done that for me. They would have left me; ignored me; let me rot in my room. I don't respect him for accusing me for something so minute. He could have just laughed about it and went on. He's not that type of person; neither am I.
I walked to my door and slipped my hood over my head, again; I feel such safety under it. Before I even dared to open the door, I listened for the sound of anything. I needed to make sure that nothing got in...or out.
The hall was quiet. Everyone probably left to their rooms for some reason or another. Now's a good time to meditate on the roof. It sounds so peaceful...and quiet. Ahh...AHH!!! Why's Beast Boy here?! Sigh...well now's a good a time as any to apologize...I guess.
I cleared my throat abruptly; he turned around. "Hey." Oh, nice start.
"Hey," he replies, obviously not wanting to talk. He looks mad.
"So, what are you looking at up here?" I stepped beside him, trying to lighten the mood...That sounded funny; ME trying to lighten the mood.
"The tops of the buildings," he mumbled, staring off. It was kind of a weird reply. But truly, they were beautiful. There was a bright aura around them that came from the sunset behind them. Today's just been SO nice, yet so horrible at the same time.
I sighed inwardly. I think that I'm just going to have to say it. "Beast Boy, I just came up here to say that..."
"You're sorry?" he interupted, crossing his arms as he glared at me.
I lowered my head, not in embarassment, but in fury. How dare he try to look at me like I was going to insult him, again. That's what I get for trying to be nice, I guess. Curse that elf.
"Don't push my patience," I said through gritted teeth. My fists were clenched tightly, fixing dents into my hands. It took all my power not to attack him. "I'm not happy."
He narrowed his eyes all the more, almost to the point where they were closed. "You're never anything. The only time to show ANY emotion is when you're mad at me." Beast Boy tried to walk past me. After a bit he could tell that he wasn't getting anywhere; I'd mentally tied his feet to the ground. He stood dumbfounded, and a cold started to set between us. BB knew that he was in trouble.
Still in my calm and monotone voice I plainly stated, "You wouldn't know anything about it...ever." I grabbed his head a consentrated on every bit of remorse and sorrow that I'd had over the day. All of my anguish and fear. All of my guilt and selfishness that I'd had to keep inside of my head; to the back where nothing survives. I didn't show anything of WHY I had these feelings, just that I did. After I was done, I slapped him. Not that girly slap that you see girls in old movies do. They just come from the side with the back of their hand. I slapped him with the front of my hand in a upward, diagonal motion. There was a long white streak acrossed his cheek. "You see?" I asked him, closing my eyes as I did. I didn't want to my eyes glossed over with tears right now.
Beast Boy's pupils are dialated, and I can tell that he's been rendered utterly speechless. The cold that had been between us rose, and a breeze blew his hair past his face. At least I apologized like I wanted to...Wasn't worth all of this though.
"Friends! Is something wrong?" Starfire asked, coming beside us. I think that she can sense the level of tensity in the tower. It's kind of annoying, you know? She knows too much. Either when we're too quiet, too loud, too happy...or too mad. "Come! Let us stop all of this."
"Thank you. I'm not the one you should be talking to, though. Beast Boy's the one who didn't accept my apology...," I said, floating over to the door. "I'll be in my room, not that you'll need to know. You won't be coming up there." I glared daggers at both of them, just for added flare.
"But Raven...," Starfire started.
I finished for her...by pushing her back. She flipped backwards, landing on her butt, skidding to a stop. I think that I proved my point. Starfire didn't say another word. She just stood up and rubbed her arm gently. Starfire wasn't mad at me, but I certaintly wasn't her best friend then. She was a bit emotionally hurt, just her pride; she'll live. I could tell that Beast Boy wasn't going to say anything more. He was still standing there, almost in a zombie-like way.
Why didn't I stay in my room? I don't know. Maybe my mind built up a level of guilt so high that I had to. Maybe I was lonely...Maybe I'm cracking. Well, that only means one thing: I need to stay in my room twice as long now that I've wasted so much time.
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A/N ~ YOU LIKE IT BETTER NOW? HUH?! Seriously, tell me if it's better, or worse. Personally, I think I did a great job of revising this. Seriously...R&R!!!!!!