Authors note: so I recently watched "Things Change" again. This will do one of two things: send me into a depression that requires a lot of eating or inspire me. I guess it did the latter, thankfully. I so do not own the Teen Titans, DC, Cartoon Network or whatever brand names I happen to mention in this story. Hiatus over, enjoy.
Chapter 10
(Beast Boy POV)
I damaged my ocular nerve. Well technically a pile of rocks did. But fuck how in the world had this happened? Cyborg didn't think that my concussion was that serious when I first got it. Thanks for the warning Cy.
I shouldn't take it out on him but for some reason I did. It's not that it's his fault. Or that he could've known. I kept my eyes closed while everyone talked to me right after the incident. I claimed my eye lids felt heavy and everything was too bright for me to handle. Cyborg said that was normal so we all let it go. Too bad it can also signal the brain to shut down the ocular nerve.
The doctors have been looking into therapies and treatments and surgeries but so far nothing has had a guarantee that I'll be able to see again. The second they find one I'm doing it because I hate being coped up in the tower all the time.
I've been here for a week and a half and everyone is walking on egg shells around me. For the first couple days everyone was trying to do things for me and being extra nice and helpful. It was great for an hour but than it was annoying as all hell. Eventually I yelled at everyone to stop it and just let me learn how to do things without my sight in case this was permanent. And they let me.
I also realized I spend too much time with Terra. My swearing and sarcasm has gotten out of control. She's normally the cynic of the relationship. But lately she's been docile and quiet. Sure we still talk, hang out, make out, and go to dinner and whatever but she's been distant.
At around 10 at night I made my way to her room by using my other senses and one of the crutches the doctors gave me. Crutches and blind people. What was this doctor thinking? Sometimes I could go without them but this wasn't one of those times. I wasn't feeling that confident. I ran one of my hands along the wall as I moved so I could feel the wall change to door and back to wall so I would know when I got to her room. It was the third one on the right. When I got to her door I stood there for a moment listening to figure out if she was still awake or not. She was. I heard her texting either Laney or Ashley or both. I finally worked up the courage to knock on her door.
"Hey." She said as she opened the door for me and led me inside and onto her bed. "what brings you to my place?"
"I just wanted to talk to you." I told her and felt around for where her hand probably was. I had gotten good at guessing.
"You should have texted me to come see you so you didn't have to strain yourself Gar. You should be resting as much as possible right now." She told me. Yes, I know this T.
"I know but I just wanted to come to you." I paused. "You've been acting differently since I got home. What's up?"
"I haven't been acting differently." Great she was getting defensive. This never ended well. The last time I witnessed this she decided to get help from Slade instead of me.
"Terra, I love you. I just want to know why you've been so quiet and distant and less cynical and extra helpful lately. Please don't say it's because you just want to help because I know you do but it's more than that. I know it is. Please just tell me what's going on with you so I can make you feel better darling.
"I feel like this is my fault." She whispered to me. "I feel like I should have paid attention to where you were and how you were doing more so I could've prevented this from happening to you. I've been distant and quiet because I feel guilty."
"Terra. It doesn't matter to me. You were concentrating on you not getting hurt and that is far more important to me. Had you paid more attention to me during the fight this could be you. And if this were you I would never be able to forgive myself. I can take care of myself. My leg is healing quickly, my back is doing better, and my kidneys are healing well. Had that been you who got stepped on by the monster or crushed beneath a pile of rocks, shit I would've lost it. I just got you back. I'm never letting you go. So stop feeling guilty. This wasn't your fault my dear." I whispered the last sentence in her ear and kissed her check.
As I pulled back I felt a pair of delicate hands grab my face and pull me close. She kissed me. This kiss quickly turned to something a lot more heated than our normal make out sessions. I would kill to go further but I knew that if we did, I could make myself even more damaged. Besides, I want to see her face when we do things like this.
She pulled away from me and leaned me down so we were both lying on her bed. She must have grabbed the remote for the lights because I heard a faint click. She snuggled into my side and told me she loved me.
"Garfield."
"Yes, Terra?"
"I still think I should've paid more attention to you."
"I know you do. But I would rather this for me than you. I'll be okay."
"You always are."
"That's because I could never bear to leave you, Terra." I kissed what I hoped was the top of her head. It was, I felt her hairline. God I'm lame.
"You're so lame."
"Yeah yeah. Get some sleep."
Within minutes I was asleep and getting the best sleep I've gotten in such a long time.
