Stumbling forward again, blinded with pain and loss again. It was always the same, and it always would be. The same process over and over, without almost any regret. Calling out to him, that boy under the ruble. How much longer could he hold on? Who was he, even?
"Why can't this just be a nightmare?" She whispered "Why can't I just wake up?"
There were just too many regrets on her chest, pulling her down; choking her, killing her from the inside.
Coughing, the girl pulled her good arm up to her mouth, pulling it away to find splotchs of blood.
She gulped, and ordered her legs to move her forward, only to find herself on the ground, her legs cut and bloody. She sat there for several minutes, then grabbed a peice of glass and cut her cheeks three times each, giving herself whiskers of blood.
Sighing, she pulled herself back up and called, "Where the hell are you?"
"Try right under you" He growled, pushing at the slab of cement that Wolf had been sitting on.
"Crud, sorry" She said, standing up and pulling on the lump of man-made rock.
After a few moments of straining her muscles to their limits, the cement flipped over, reveiling the boy-about her age, no more than a year older or younger-who was covered by bruses and dried blood here and there.
Wolf grabbed his arm and helped him to his feet, only to find his legs were burnt and his feet singed. She winced, knowing that, indirectly, she had caused his injuries
"Who are you, exactly?" He asked
She looked at him for a second, then realized he didn't reconize her because her eyes and hair were a completly different color and her face was covered in scratchs, bruises and dabs of blood here and there. "Name's Wolf. And in advance, yes, I'm from the teen titans, yes I'm Raven's 14 sister, I turned 14 a couple of days ago, and I'm not sure if I have a boyfriend"
The girl paused, only to realize there was no point as she had nothing more to say and simply inhaled, smoke burning her nose and lungs.
The boy laughed, then said "I probably introduced myself, sorry. My name's Luke, I don't really know much about myself... and I don't have a girlfriend."
Wolf said nothing, only looked to the now blood red sky, still not able to believe that she had done this. She knew it couldn't be stopped, but still, it seemed almost like it could have been, though she had no idea how.
"What's wrong?" Luke asked, noticing her silence
She turned to him, her eyes unable to hide the sadness that filled her mind and replied reluctantly, "I did this. All of it"
She hopped down to a lower portion of the ruble and quickly buried her head in her hands, not because she was crying, but because nothing made sense to her anymore. She didn't really want to understand it though.
Luke stared blankly for a moment, then jumped down beside the young girl and pulled her close.
Quietly, she muttered, "Please don't. I don't want to fall in love with anyone else; that's the reason any of this happened. Love has caused me too much pain this past while, I don't want any of it to be reapeated." She looked up at him, her eyes covered by shadows.
Taken aback, he slowly pulled him arms away from her and settled himself next to her, pained by her emotionless response. Wolf was supposed to be the one who was able to feel emotion. "There's so much that lies behind these gray eyes that you will never know, nor understand."
Btw, is anyone ever going to reveiw, it's encouraging to now that people enjoy or dislike, ect, my writing... bla bla bla