Sorry, guys (again), but I've been busy (again). But, I am updating, which is a good thing!
Alright, I know, I know, this is a SUPER short chapter, so I'm making up for it in the next chapter, which is as long as they're going to get. Sorry! I'm not talented enough to write long chapters! DON'T KILL ME!
I felt that there needed to be a break between this hrdcore history lesson of Beast Boy, so I inserted this chapter. It may seem kind of pointless to many people, but really it reveals Beast Boy's distrust in basically everybody, yet his softness still haunts him.
Enjoy!
"I was shocked ––– stunned ––– scared. My parents ––– they were dead. It felt so final thinking of it that way."
It was a large impact on your life. she inferred.
"Enormous. The vastness of this loss was unbelievable. You have to comprehend my mindset at an early age. Everything was like ––– a chain of events. Yeah, that's it. And soon, the following years would come out the same way."
What happened? she asked.
He sighed deeply and pondered on the conversation they'd been having. "I ––– I don't know about this anymore. Maybe we shouldn't talk," he said uncertainly.
But you must. she said. You must continue.
"What's the point?" he asked carelessly. He had suddenly realized what he was doing. He was telling a complete stranger his hopeless life story. Why would she care anyway? Why would anybody care?
Please. she suddenly begged. He was surprised at this.
"Why? I don't understand why you're even here. Why are you so persistent at knowing my past?" he inquired harshly and coldly. His anger began building up. "Why are you prying into my life? Why did you even come here in the first place? Why don't you just leave me ALONE?"
He stared at her, impatiently waiting for an answer. She was staring down at the counter, as if hurt, yet no emotion played across her face.
Because. she stated abruptly. Because you are alone and broken. I cannot leave. You need to be mended.
He stared at her incredulously. That was the most absurd excuse he had ever heard in his life. What was wrong with this girl? Was she mentally insane or what?
Continue. she prodded. Please.
He continued to stare. How could she still be urging him for more? She had to be crazy.
She suddenly interrupted his thoughts. You have been eluded for so long, you can no longer accept care as it is. You deny the fact that somebody does care and that your life is not worthless.
He blinked at this, surprised. "I ––– uh . . ." he stuttered.
Go on. she said simply. Go on with your story.
He was still stunned. She really wasn't going to give up was she? He surrendered. "Okay, here it goes . . ."
Ready for the next one? Here we go!