Author's note: Hello, all my dear readers. I realize it's been forever since I've updated. I've stopped writing because my school has this policy that they kick you out of the writing program if can't keep up with the standard and I couldn't. There is something heartbreaking about being told you're bad at something you love doing so I just didn't feel like doing it anymore. I haven't written in maybe 3 years. Recently I realized I was still getting feedback from all of you and this has changed my mind. For those of you who watch Young Justice and the Green Lantern Animated series I'm sure you're frustrated by the fact they've been cancelled. I am too. I want to know how the story ends; the same way some of you want to know how this story ends. So forget my school and their stupid rules and the way they crush spirits and dreams. This story is for my readers.

Raven POV

Forget crying. Robin is such a jerk. I can't believe how much of a…a…boy he is! I don't care if a gaggle of playboy bunnies offered to flash him their implants in exchange for a ride. How could he ditch me like this? My feet are starting to ache. Of all the days I choose to wear ballet flats instead of my boots and it had to be the day Robin makes me walk. I trip on a crack and my ballet flat gives a sharp snap, broken, of course.
I slip them off and walk barefoot; at least the pavement is cool enough for me to do so. My eyes water, thanks to Robin my shoe broke but it's nothing compared to what I put Wally through. What was a broken shoe compared to a broken heart? I shouldn't have clung to him so long, especially when I knew for sure I was never going to love him the way he loved me.
I'm a coward and so selfish. Why didn't I just end it earlier? Because I was scared to end up alone so at least if Robin didn't want me somebody would have. Such a bitch.
I look up to take in my surroundings; I was still in Hopper Street. Damn, I guess I forgot how far away things really are when you're forced to walk the distance. I hear a car slowing down and turn to look. A BMW comes to a stop next to me, the window rolls down and I'm looking into the puffy eyes of my ex. There are no words to describe how inopportune this chance meeting is.
"H-hi, Raven" Wally chokes out and offers me a brave smile
"Hi, Wally" my voice coming out choked too
"Need a ride?" he asks
Oh my god. I AM the biggest jerk in the world for breaking this boy's heart.
"Heh, no it's okay...I could use the exercise" I respond pathetically
"For barefoot speed walking? C'mon hop in" he says pointing at the broken flats in my hand
"Yeah, got to toughen up the soles of my feet, you know? Nothing gives feet more character than a couple of calluses"
"Raven" all humor gone from his voice, he gives a heavy sigh and sniffs to clear his nose.
"Look, you broke up with me like maybe an hour ago. It stings like hell, I won't lie but I knew what I was getting into when we started dating. I guess it was masochistic of me too or narcissistic, whatever. My point is, you're not entirely to blame here. I couldn't change your mind. I'm really more upset at my inability to than you're breaking up with me. You're not my evil ex-girlfriend. So just please get in the car? It'll get dark soon and…I…just get in the car, please?"
I nod dumbly.
The ride home feels longer with the silence. I hope Robin is enjoying his joyride with Kori, her long red hair flying in the air and what not. I try to glance at Wally at the corner of my eye but without turning my head a little I only gives me a headache. I try not to think of Robin but not thinking of him makes me think of Wally which is also not good.
I turn my head a little to watch him. He sniffs every once in a while and I can see him swallow occasionally. I'm tempted to apologize, tell him it was a sick prank or bet and I'm not really breaking up with him. He's beautiful and we're beautiful together. I remember when we first spoke to each other. Robin and Wally have always been close but I always waited for him to leave before I went over next door. I had no interest in meeting Robin's friends or sharing his company with anyone else. Wally would see me fleetingly. He'd wave. I'd wave but we never really spoke till one unfortunate afternoon by the bus stop.

Someone had broken up with him then too. Her name was Nathalia and she had been sneaking off with Wally's friend Paul till her caught them at it under the bleachers. He was crying by the bus stop. I had just come from the library and was on my way home when I saw him. I didn't realize it was Wally till I got closer. When I found out who it was, I did what any awkward antisocial individual would do, I pretended to text somebody an abnormally long message. I also thought of a way to get on the bus without him seeing me but it was rush hour, so we ended up sitting together. I needn't have bothered explaining myself. Wally didn't even register my presence. The strangers on the bus kept glancing in our direction. It was obvious they thought we came in together and that I was the cause for the weeping Wally. I awkwardly placed the candy bar I had in my lunch bag on his lap and he took it at me and smiled, "Thank you" he said and those were his first words to me.
"Here we are" he says stopping the car by my house.
I snap out of my memories open the car to get out and almost turn to kiss him goodbye. He notices this and blinks back in surprise.
"I'm sorry…it was…" I can feel my cheeks heat up
"Habit…I know…when I pulled over I almost opened my door to…open yours"
I can't turn away, like I have to witness his sadness. I owed him that much.
"Hey, I'll see you around" he smiles
"Yeah…that'd be nice"
"Well, bye Raven"
"Bye, Wally"

"Hey, Raven?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you"

"What? For what?"

He shrugged and smiled. I couldn't get out fast enough, neither could he apparently as I had to cover my ears as he burned rubber pulling out. I looked to Robin's house to see his car wasn't back yet. My collapse on my bed too annoyed with myself to find Robin and give him an earful.
I thought of Wally. I thought of how kind he had been today and how he had always been kind.

"Thank you" I say to air hoping it'll somehow carry my message to the boy I should have loved but didn't.