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Mates: Book Three
Chapter Three
This Chapter focuses on Hawk Girl & Green Lantern and Diana & Flash.
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They don't make love anymore.
They used to all the time. Any and everywhere, not even stopping after being caught...seven times...Because neither of them were shy and Flash and Supes made the most amusing expressions... (though they made sure to never do it when a certain Bat was around...)
Her tongue running along his dark skin, smirking every time he made the lightest sound. His green eyes, sparking with lust and love, want and need as he trailed his hands over her curves...
And afterwards, they would just lay there, basking in the afterglow.
They didn't do that anymore.
No, now they just...had sex.
Angry, rough sex. Full of glares and accusations, harsh words that didn't really make sense but cut deep all the same. Instead of basking after the sex, they just dressed and went their separate ways.
Hawk girl wants to scream. Only, lately it seems that's all she's done...because it is.
So she doesn't scream.
Instead she gives the dummy infront of her another violent kick, along with a loud yell. Silently screeching in her own way what she wished she could tell John.
So many things...
Kick! "HAUUG!!"
I'm sorry.
Kick! "HUAAG!!"
I don't want to fight anymore.
Breathe.
I miss your smile.
Breathe.
I miss being able to make you smile.
Can'tbreathecan't—Breathe.
Didn't mean it...
Kick! "HUAAG!!"
I love you.
"You've been doing that for hours."
Though her body turns, Shayera already knows who it is. Can tell by that voice. She's happy to see him. Wants to tell him so...Tell him how screwed up she is, how sorry and that she wants him to stay, not leave like he was threatening to earlier... Neither of them are happy anymore, he says. Aren't doing anybody any good by making themselves miserable. To which she had retorted, When was the last time either of us were happy?
It hurt more than anything that he hadn't been able to answer that...
Before she can stop it, her face curls up with anger. "And you've been on earth for hours."
"Oh don't EVEN start Shayera!"
Seconds pass, with them shouting at each other. Or maybe it's minutes or hours. Shayera isn't all that aware of how much time has passed. Isn't aware of when...it became so hard to feel anything besides anger.
But she is aware of her mace making contact with a sparkling green shield. How Every blow they deliver to each other, even ones that miss, are burned deep into her mind. She knows that later she'll be attacking the dummy again, screaming herself hoarse, all the while wanting to cry.
Just as she's aware that Wonder Woman and Flash are now walking by the training room. And how instead of trying to break them up, or something, they instead keep on walking. Not even as much as a glance.
Shayera hates it.
Hates that she hates it. Hates that Flash doesn't smile anymore, and that Superman hasn't left the tower in days, letting his life on Earth crumble to pieces. Hates how instead of smiles and kisses, all that's left of her tattered relationship are glares and blows.
When did it come to this?
When did it become so hard to...live?
When did it stop being worth it?
Shayera wants to stop. She wants to throw down her mace and just sob, because this wasn't right. Wasn't how things were supposed to go.
Except she can't. Can't cry, can't love. Can't feel anything. Except raw anger.
Shayera hates that too.
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"I'm not him you know."
Diana rolled her eyes as she continued to towel herself off. "This again? Honestly Wally."
It was always the same conversation after they'd had sex. Wally would state the obvious, and she'd have to spend a half hour placating the speedster. Wasn't she supposed to be the woman in this relationship? Or whatever this was?
"Don't call me that!" he snarled at her and Diana forced herself to calmly grab the brush instead of chucking it at the man. This time, she succeeded. Most times...
She didn't.
But Wally was a fast ducker, being fastest man alive and all. Though, luckily that didn't apply in bed. Even if it did, Diana knew she wouldn't break it off. That wasn't why she was with the speedster...
"I'm not some replacement for Bats."
Even if Wally wouldn't believe it.
Diana took in a strangled breath. "I know that, Wally. We've been over this a million times."
"Thirty seven."
The fact that he even knew that was oddly creepy. "So why do you keep bringing it up?!" The brush was now broken into pieces. Tossed it aside, picking up a new one. These days...she was sure to buy everything in bulk.
"Because you don't answer."
She growled. "Yes, I do. You just don't accept my answer!"
Which was very frustrating. Every time with the same question...same answer...
He made her laugh.
It wasn't always a happy laugh. Sometimes it was bitter, sad...very rarely happy.
But it was something other than anger. These days...feeling something besides hatred was like a breath of fresh air.
He wasn't Bats. Diana got that. She was glad of that. Batman was...cold. A frozen statue...Wasn't sure how J'onn did it. Didn't want to know either.
Flash...was different.
"I make you laugh?! You want a joke princess? How about a riddle?! There's a bitch in my bathroom who's outstayed her welcome. Here's a hint; it's you." Wally hissed, turning the water back on.
Diana's shoulders slumped. "Wally..."
"Don't call me that."
Sadness was...good. Better than anger. Anything...was better than anger. Shaking her head, she stepped back into the shower, pulling him close. Felt him trembling against her, and could tell that he was trying to cry. Trying being the word... "Come on..." Diana cooed softly, nuzzling his neck. "Tell me a joke."
"I-I can't..."
"Try."
He took in a shaky breath. "W-what kind of a witch lives on a beach?"
Diana smiled, her eyes fluttering shut. "I don't know. Tell me."
"A-a Saaaaaaand-witch."
She laughs, but it's more pitiful than happy. "That's really corny."
"Part of it's charm. Want to hear another one? A dirty one?"
Gave him a squeeze as an answer, her hands trailing lower.
"A white horse falls in the mud."
Diana, who had not been expecting that at all, feels a real smile break across her face. "Falls in the mud? That's not dirty!"
"Bet the horse would argue different," Wally chirped, and for an instant it feels like the world has righted itself. Until reality settled in a few seconds later.
"More."
"Okay. Um...this King has these three advisors that he loves like his own brothers..."
But they'd take what they could get.
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;.; The tears were flowin while writing this one. Anyway, REVIEW! Oh and Shattered is updated...I posted the newest chapter...like...forever ago. Just...FYI...:coughs:
