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Hey dudes… um, yeah… so, this chapter will have some of Teen Titans elements thrown in here, so yeah…none of the characters or anything, just some of the situation from a couple of their episodes…enjoy!
Syrus's POV
Syrus was under his sleeping bag, thinking. He knew that he liked Caitlin, more than a friend, but this was unnerving. Unnerving, to always wonder if she liked him back, if she ever would, and how it would turn out in the end. Syrus sighed. Suddenly, he heard the door opening. Syrus came out from under his sleeping bag. He saw a boy in front of him, but he had no idea who it was. The boy wasn't in a uniform, and he had brown hair and bright green eyes. "Is this Caitlin's dorm?" the boy asked coldly, scanning the room. "Um, ye—I mean, why?" Syrus stuttered. The boy smiled wryly. "It's a personal matter, kid. You have nothing to do with her, so just stay out of it. Now, I ask you again, is this her dorm?" the boy snapped. Syrus narrowed his eyes. "A personal matter? Who are you?" Syrus demanded. "Look, I don't know what you have with Caitlin, but stay out of it. I just need to see her, okay?" the boy said, annoyance in his voice. "No! Look, Caitlin has never mentioned you, so I don't think—" Syrus was cut short when the boy grabbed him by the scruff of his neck. Syrus gasped in pain. "She hasn't talked about me? Did she just think I'd forget what she did to me? DID SHE!" The boy screamed at Syrus as if he thought that Syrus would know the answer. Suddenly the door burst opened. "Bryan? Put Syrus down!" Caitlin screamed. "Oh, I will. Don't know why you care about the little twerp, though," Bryan sneered as he dropped Syrus to the ground. Syrus lied there, unmoving. "Syrus!" Caitlin screamed as she ran to Syrus and fell by his side. She turned to Bryan, her eyes streaming with tears of anger. "Why? Why are you doing this to me?" Caitlin screamed. "Why? You're asking me WHY? I'll tell you why. Because of you, I've had to spend my days in prison for three years. THREE YEARS!" Bryan roared, and he picked Caitlin up and threw her across the room with so much force that the picture that once hung on that wall came crashing down. Caitlin's face now had cuts strewn everywhere from the crushed glass. "Bryan, please stop! Killing me or anyone won't solve anything!" Caitlin cried desperately. "Oh, won't it?" Bryan asked nastily, a gleam in his eye. "Oh, but it will. If I kill you, I won't have to deal with you in my life. Or, maybe I should kill your little boy friend here first…" Bryan gestured to Syrus. "Syrus?" Caitlin whispered. "Is that his name? Whatever, it won't matter what his damn name is… as long as you're both dead, I can move on."
Author's Note: Whoohoo! Another cilff hanger for ya. Please review!