A/N: Here is Raven's point of view based on the activities of Chapter 2. Chapter 2 and 3 pretty much are needed for both of them to make total sense so just letting you know. Its only about 1500 words, kind of short for me but it works that way I think. This will be the last chapter of this story (Almost a 100 likely) so it goes out as my second completely story though it is significantly shorter than my other completed work. Whatever happens after this, I'll leave that to the reader's imagination. I'll probably start working on another chapter for 'Trying to Do the Right Thing' but I'm having trouble with that story right now. I know the next chapter needs to be about Starfire and Robin but I'm having trouble figuring out how I want that to go as that situation could fuel future chapters. I'm sure I'll figure something out, I always do. Alright, time for review notes.
evilsangle: I'm sure you'll be a little pissed this story is ending but I'll make there is something else to read soon so I guess have some patience but as I know, that isn't one of the qualities you have. Yeah I'm still angry about not getting that job but your right, its their loss so thanks.
Cherry Jade: Thanks for the compliments. I never though my writing could get someone to do a little dance but I guess that's one more thing I can see I've accomplished. Here's Raven's point of view so I hope it meets up to what you were looking for. I guess I should also thank you for putting my story in that one particular C2. It makes me feel good to think you think so highly of my stories.
They Call Me Sweetsnow: Haven't heard that compliment before. Beautiful…I like the sound of that. Thanks for the review, it made me feel good about the chapter. Hope you like this one and thanks for putting my story on your favorites list.
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Disclaimer: I don't own the Teen Titans so lets not try and sue me since I don't have anything to sue for.
Afraid to Lose Again
Chapter 3
By: Finalitylife
My whole body felt like it was in heaven and my mind was at a place of peace that it hadn't obtained since Slade had made his return. I could feel myself starting to wake up despite wanting to stay like that forever. I reached out for the young man I knew was next to me and was surprised to find nothing except more soft sheets. My mind started to panic slightly at this fact. Had it been all a dream? I couldn't have been. It was all too real, too passionate for it to have been just a dream. Robin's or should I say Richard's perfect blue eyes were still burned into my memory; the most beautiful set of eyes I had ever laid my eyes on. When I looked into them for the first time after he carried me to my room and put me on my bed, I couldn't help but lose myself in them. I saw so much in them that I had never before seen in another person. I shocked myself when I told him that they were the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen and he in turn complimented me. I knew I blushed at his comment. I always thought my eyes were strange, weird but he thought they were beautiful and I couldn't help but feel warm when he said those words.
I remember him smiling at me. It wasn't his normal lopsided grin or even one of his cocky smirks. It was something new all together. Combined with his eyes, just looking at him made my body involuntarily shiver with delight. I somehow knew what was coming next though I had never experienced anything like it before. His lips met mine and I instinctively returned it with equal amounts of enthusiasm and passion. I could feel his hands slide up my sides as we kissed and could feel myself moan slightly into his mouth at the touch. The thin, tight material of my leotard provided almost no resistance to his touch and I could feel his gentle caresses perfectly and it felt so good. The overload of emotions somehow didn't seem to be destroying anything around my room though that was only a small piece of the millions of thoughts shooting through my head. Robin had somehow removed his shirt without me barely registering how he got it off without breaking contact with me and I now stared at his perfect chest. He began kissing on my neck and the sudden stimulation caused me to moan his name. He stopped suddenly at the sound of his name. He looked down at me for a second, his eyes met mine and he gave me a warm smile.
"When we're together, call me Richard. That's my real name." I smiled at him and pulled his head back down into another intense kiss. Somehow him telling me that, him trusting me with that information, made me want him more. All those foreign emotions I had been feeling for him for so long were all starting to make sense. One specifically, though I had never truly felt before, now had a name. It was love. I loved him. Eventually all clothes were gone and it was just our naked bodies together. When I moaned his name at the end, it was Richard that I said.
Now I was awake and still naked. I felt relieved when I sensed Richard still somewhere in the room though he was not in the bed with me. Even though I had slept with him, I still self-consciously pulled the sheets up to my neck covering my chest. I think it would take a long time before I was truly comfortable with my appearance despite Richard telling me how beautiful I was. I looked around the room and my eyes finally settled on Richard who was standing, with his pants on, off to the side of the bed. He was looking at me with a strange look in his eyes. It was different than he had looked at me when we were together and it made me wonder what was going through his head. It made me wonder if something was wrong. I tentatively spoke his true name as I continued to study his face. Almost instantly, his face became angry and the voice that came out was not one filled with love but rather was cold. It made me flinch back and caused my mind panic. What was going on? Doubt about what truly had been said and done with him started rising and I felt a strange feeling building in my chest. After a few seconds his face softened and he apologized to me, claiming he was just trying to deal with everything that had happened. I couldn't quite blame him for that. A lot had happened in the last few hours, for both of us. Emotions and experiences that had never occurred before were now part of our relationship and I doubt both of us had completely grasped it all.
However, I still couldn't get that pain in my chest to leave. I was starting to pick up emotions radiating off of Robin. They were feelings of disgust, regret, and sadness. The pain in my chest intensified and it felt like a million needles were stabbing into my heart. Did he truly regret what we did? Why was he disgusted? Was he disgusted with me, for me giving myself to him so easily? The logical part of my brain was trying to give me answers but the emotions raging with me easily blocked them out. This couldn't be happening. I loved him. I heard him tell me he loved me when I listened to him talk in the main room. He said it more than once. I couldn't look at Robin anymore and turned away. My mind raced but one simple question stood out more than any other. Did he really love me? I needed an answer to that now. I felt the question come out of my mouth though I still could not look at Robin, I couldn't look into those eyes if they held contempt or indifference. A horrible silence permeated the entire room. Not even the sound of breathing could be heard from either of us. I slowly turned toward him, hoping for something, hoping for a yes. All he did was stare at me with absolutely no reaction. I could feel my heart beginning to break apart. It hurt. It hurt so much. I tried to will myself not to cry but could still feel the tears beginning to form. I did my best to maintain composure as I told Robin to leave. I told him to forget any of this ever happened even though I knew I never could. I could feel my body beginning to shake as the urge to cry pushed harder at my defenses and I knew that I couldn't stop them from coming for much longer. Why wouldn't he just leave me to my misery, to my pain?
His voice suddenly yelled out to me and I couldn't help but look at him as I watched him getting closer. I couldn't concentrate. I just couldn't figure out what was going on. He should be leaving, not coming near me. I suddenly felt his warm body pressed against mine as his arms wrapped protectively around me. His voice was gentle and full or warmth. Hearing the words he told me, I couldn't help let a few tears flow from my eyes. I had heard him say the words before in the main room but hearing them now, hearing him telling me as he held me, I couldn't help but cry a few tears of perfect happiness. He loved me. I returned his embrace, grabbing on to him as tightly as I could. Maybe it was in happiness or maybe I was afraid he would disappear, but I never wanted to let him go again. His voice stopped for a second before he proclaimed that he loved me more than his stupid R-cycle. I don't know why but I wanted to burst out laughing but I wouldn't allow him to hear it with such a ridiculous claim. I buried my face into his hard chest trying to repress the laughter and managed to do so. For the first time in my life, I felt playful and returned his comment with one of my monotone responses. I smiled at his response but quickly lost that smile as I felt his entire body tense up and dark emotions radiating off of him. I created some distance between us and looked into his eyes. I didn't need to be an empath to figure out what he was feeling right now. I could see it in his eyes. He needed to hear those three words just as much as I had needed to hear them. He needed to know that I truly returned the feelings he had for me.
I leaned forward and pushed my lips against his. It was a soft kiss but lasted a few seconds. I deliberately pulled away slowly to see his reaction to it. His eyes were slightly closed and he had a small smile on his face. His eyes fully opened at the sound of my voice and the emotions that came from him matched my own. It was a feeling of contentment. It was a feeling of perfect peace, perfect happiness and so much love. He smiled at me and kissed me long and deep. By the way that he was kissing me, I knew that the rest of the Titans wouldn't see either of us until very late into the afternoon and that was exactly what I wanted right now.