It was decided and barely thought about afterwards. It was merely thought about for a second, overlooked, and done on impulse, but things were as they were and fate drew them that way. Two days, three hours, and 22 minutes after Raven read that letter, she packed, got everything together, and prepared for a journey of a life time. She didn't know anything about what would happen, and she thought she was going crazy. She, Raven, was going out to chase after Beast Boy, who was already chasing after his own lover?
Maybe it was those words drawn out slowly in her head, lover, Beast Boy, Terra, all of it, it drove her mad and she had to stop him. She had to let him know, let him feel her love like she felt it as it burned through her body and soul alike. She wanted him to know that she loved him more then he even thought he loved Terra, and it was eating away at her.
Or maybe she just didn't know? Perhaps this was all just a fickle thought made up by the mere notation that perhaps she was in love, but she really never experienced anything like this and just thought she was in love. And what really was being in love, and how far apart were being in love and loving? She didn't care, though, not for long. She was out the door, her cape on her and drawn over her head and she was ready for anything, whether it was love or hate or both mixed together.
She didn't know where to go, or where'd she'd end up, but in the end she'd find him, and that much she knew. She felt it, it pulsated within her and something or someone was screaming from within her telling her that if she left her crummy mediocre life, and she found Beast Boy, everything would fall into place, like on a puzzle. He was that missing piece that would set off a chain reaction to all the other missing pieces, and sooner or later all would be good.
Or, he wouldn't come back with her, and she'd always miss that one portion of her life. But perhaps that didn't matter? After all, everyone was bound to die and when we do, what will we take with us? Our love? Will she even love Raven after death, or will she forget about it all like everyone forgets about their baby-hood? She didn't want to forget, even if it meant a painful after life. She wanted to remember him, and she knew that much.
So it was down some familiar streets, past a few unfamiliar towns, into some crummy inn's and hotels, and going to the tower twice. It was late one night, though, somewhat cold and smelling nice after a rain while she sat in her hotel that a knock came to the door. She froze for a second, and then looked down at the ground.
"Room service? Did I even order?" She spoke in her same soar-throat-like voice, and contemplated opening the door. Another knock, followed by a silence.
"Raven?" It was…Terra!?
Beast Boy was on the road again, living the high life. Everyone was feeding him left over food, and he was finding good places to sleep. Probably because he usually changed into his dog form to get that all, but he did anyways. He still hadn't found Terra, and he began thinking about Raven after that visit. He wondered if leaving that note was a good idea or not, perhaps he was just acting on instinct? He was confused, and he felt like he was a 10 year old who was admiring his teacher, and whether or not he should tell his teacher that he felt that way.
He knew he couldn't, that he shouldn't, tell Raven, but he wanted too, so the note was the best way. He wanted to tell her so badly, and he also didn't want to leave her but the only way to tell her was by leaving. He couldn't stick around and wait for an answer, a surely doomed answer that would mess up his whole life.
Beast Boy nodded, shuffling the wooden stick with the pouch at the end from one shoulder to the next, when a scent caught his nose. Not only was it Terra's scent, but… Ravens as well? And mixed, together, were they? His lovers, the people that made his heart pound, were talking together. He sat down on the curb, thinking about it. He wondered if they were maybe talking about him, and what a horrible person he was to love both. He wondered who he loved more, and if he did love someone more, and if so, why?
Everything's so confusing, he said lightly to himself, but I guess it's best that way.
He then got up and proceeded to follow the smell to the hotel.
(Sorry for the slow update, and not so good one either, finals, summer reading list, and my grandma visiting has been time consuming. My computer in my room has a virus now, too, so I have to bug my brother's, parents, uncle, cousin, and grandma to get off to write. my whole family is computer obsessed, though my Grandma is quite clueless on how it all works…..-sigh-)