All right, I'm writing this simply because I want to, and I don't care what nobody says!
Disclaimer: Still don't own em!
Time passes by, yet I am oblivious to it. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years pass by yet I do not realize it. Day after day, I continue the vicious cycle that I have become accustomed to. Days turn into months, months turn into years, and still no one has come to save me. My prince has not yet found me. The ones I call friends, the one who I loved, have still not noticed me; they haven't noticed the change that has occurred in me. The darkness has blossomed in me, yet no one has taken notice. I am falling, falling into a deep, deep, dark precipice. Falling so fast that no one can possibly rescue me from my impending doom.
"Breakfast's ready, guy!" Cyborg's voice boomed throughout Titans Tower. I yawned, not even bothering to get up. Exhaustion ravished my body; I hadn't gotten a full night of sleep in weeks, maybe even months. The days seemed to all blur into one, and I had become unaware of the drowsiness. But my sleepiness was causing me to become weak, affecting my battle. Even my "friends" had noticed this, and had suggested that I go to bed earlier. But I had learned to live with the constant tiredness, to hide it like I hid my emotions.
A mask. That's all I am. A mask of my true emotions, my true unhappiness, my exhaustion, and so much more. I couldn't show emotion, couldn't become close to someone. Bad things, horrible things happened to those that I did.
"RAVEN! GET OUT HERE!" Robin bellowed, banging at my door. Wearily, I placed my hood over my head and got out of bed. I opened the heavy door a smidge and poked my head out.
"What!" I snapped moodily. Robin's face was stern and angry, yet kind and caring at the same time.
"Raven, get out here and eat some breakfast. You haven't eaten with us in weeks it seems like!" Opening my mouth to argue, he gave me a glare that sent a small chill up my spine. Hesitantly, I stepped out of the safety of my dark room.
"It's alive! It's alive!" The Green Teen screeched in mock horror. Through the shadow of my hood, I shot him a venomous glare. He cringed, and began eating his tofu greedily.
"Friend Raven, I have not seen you in such a long time!" Before I could respond, I was swept into a bone-crushing hug. Starfire twirled me around and lifted me up and down. Soon, my face began to turn blue, and I was about to die of asphyxiation, but, fortunately, she released me from her grip.
"You…saw…me…yesterday…during….battle…" I managed to utter between gasps of air.
"Yes, Friend Raven, I did, but what I meant was…"
"She meant you don't talk to anyone anymore." Robin continued for her. For what seemed like the millionth time that day, I shot an evil look at him. He returned it, and continued eating his waffles.
"Whatcha want, Rae?" Cyborg asked cheerily. I spun around on my heels, seething. Sometimes, he was just too happy for my liking.
"A waffle…just one…" I made sure my voice was full of harshness. He nodded understandingly. Popping one rather large waffle on a paper plate, he buttered it and added maple syrup. I snatched it way from him and took my seat at the table--to the right of Robin and left of Beast Boy, in front of Starfire. (A.N.: That would mean the table is rectangular, and that Robin sits at the head, while Raven sits to his right and Starfire sits to his left!)
Staring at my plate in disgust, I grabbed a fork and cut the steaming waffle. Taking small bites, I forced myself to eat every bit of it, seeing all eyes were on me.
I slid my chair from up under the table and began walking to my room. As I left, I felt a small tug at my robe. Ignoring it, I continued ambling on to my chamber. All of a sudden, I heard a rip as the old fabric of my cloak ripped apart, falling off me.
Gasps could be heard all around me as the robe fell to the floor, revealing my bony, unhealthy body. My leotard hung limply over my lanky figure. Terrified, my eyes growing big, I turned to face the rest of the Titans. Shocked expressions their faces as they stared at my sickly frame. Taking the shape of a black raven, I teleported to the safe haven of my room, tears falling down my face.
Once there, I took out the happy dagger which had become my only friend, and slit my pale, ashen wrists. The blood flowed out, and the copper smell of blood tingled my nose.
Dun, dun, dun! If anyone is still bothering to read this, thank you SO, SO much! Reviews are GREATLY appreciated! I'll update soon, I promise! I just couldn't stop from updating tonight, even though, like NO ONE has read it!