Chapter Four

I allowed myself a chance to relax as Jinx boiled the water for tea. I casually look out the window, watching the city lights in the distance. It was so tranquil, I could almost forget my surroundings. No wonder Jinx picked this spot for her new home.

The hissing steam whistle on the kettle snapped me back to reality. Jinx took a couple of tea cups, filled them, as set the bags in them. She walked to me and handed me my cup. I took it, and inhaled the aroma from the drink; it was relaxing!

"Good stuff." I told her.

"I only get the best." she replied.

I waited a minute or so before taking a sip. I felt refreshed and content, as if I had not a care in the world.

"So," my host began. "I see you still like blue."

"Yeah. My tastes in fashion haven't changed."

"Do you ever wear anything that isn't blue?"

"Well, I do have some regular clothes, which are black."

She nodded. "Works for me."

Jinx seemed to consider her next move. "I remember when I was in your room, that you had a lot of books. I never had a chance to read them."

I swallowed my annoyance, for I recall how pissed I was at my privacy being invaded by such strangers. "What do you want to know about them?"

"What are they? What kind of books?"

"Some are historical texts, some of them are spell books. Most of them, however, are fairy tales."

"Fairy tales?"

"Yep. Not the kind most people think of today. I'm talking stuff like The Wizard of Oz, stories by the Brothers Grimm, things of that nature."

"So, stuff with action in it, huh?"

"Sort of. I like tales with witches, spells, mystical creatures, and sometimes a scare or two!"

"You wouldn't happen to also have The Lord of the Rings, would you?"

"What lover of fantasy wouldn't!" I exclaimed.

She laughed at that, and then we began talking about our interests in literature and films. Surprisingly, Jinx had much of the same tastes I did. One main difference was that she liked unicorns, whereas I preferred birds and flying creatures.

It was so strange for me, this situation with Jinx. First, she was just another enemy of the Teen Titans. Then, she was a victim. Now, here we were, pleasantly talking to each other like we were friends or something!

After an hour or so of talking, she became silent. I wondered what she might think of next.

"You know," she began. "It's funny, this night."

"What's so funny about it?" I asked.

"You happened to take a walk the very night I intended to kill myself."

"What's funny about that?"

"Okay, so "funny" may not be the right word. More like weird."

"Alright, so what makes this weird, besides you and me talking to each other?"

"It's almost as if it was fate that brought you and I together this night."

"Say what?"

"Well, think about it! I decide to hang myself, you decide to take a walk in those woods you found me in. I say it was destiny or something!"

I cringed. "Please, I had enough lectures on destiny before."

Jinx smiled at me. "This isn't a bad thing. It's good you and I met tonight!"

"Yeah, I suppose it is." I said nervously.

Jinx then pulled me to my feet. "What are you doing?" I asked her.

"Just thanking the person that saved me." she replied.

Jinx then hugged me tightly. It wasn't quite like the bone-crushing embraces that Starfire gave me, but it still was uncomfortable. All I could do was return her embrace. 'You'd think we were sisters!' I thought.

She then backed off, but still held me by my shoulders. She had the strangest expression on her face; a combination of longing, content, and lust.

I was about to break free of her grip, when suddenly she did the unthinkable; she grabbed the back of my head, pulled toward her, and kissed me fully on the lips!

I was so surprised, that I didn't react for several seconds! At last, I pushed her away from me and backed toward the table.

"Jinx!" I yelled. "What the hell was that?"

She now had a horrified expression on her face, and trembled. "I'm sorry, Raven! I...I..."

She buried her face in her hands and started to cry. I led her to the sofa and sat her down, feeling sympathy for her again, yet weary of her actions.

"Please, tell me what's going on?" I asked her.

She looked at me, an expression of sorrow and pain on her face. She also seemed as embarrassed as I was. "It's difficult to put in words, Raven."

"Can you try?" I asked.

She heaved a sigh. "Well, I think your powers ought to tell you."

"I'm not a psychic. I don't read minds. Well, not normally."

She stared at me for a moment, and then collected herself. "I'm a bisexual."

I stared at her for a moment. It wasn't as much of a shock as it was an explanation.

"Well, at least I know what the deal was." I said, trying to relax.

She nodded. "I've known since...well, puberty I guess. I saw both males and females as attractive. I thought I was just weird until I read about it."

"And then what?"

"And then I accepted myself for what I am."

"So, did it affect you in any way?"

"Not really. I mean, not in my being a villain."

"Just personally?"

"Well, yeah, I guess. I mean, I did have short lived crushes on a couple of guys."

"I heard Cyborg was one of them."

"Who told you that?"

"He did. And he actually liked you too."

"I see. Too bad, it didn't work out."

"Yeah, for both of you."

"Same thing went for me and Kid Flash."

"You didn't think it would work out between you two, despite what he did for you?"

"No, I didn't. It was a confusing time for me."

"What about now?"

"What do you mean?"

"How do you feel about relationships now?"

She stared at me. "Honestly Raven, you are the one I want to be with."

I didn't need a mirror to tell that my face was red with embarrassment.