Beauty and the Beast
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, in fact, I never will. So don't sue me.
Story Two: Walls
Raven is like a fortress, surrounded by the protection of walls.
There are many of them. Tall brick walls that I cannot leap over, nor crawl under; no matter what I change myself into. She has created many of them, maybe because she is afraid. Though, if you asked her, she would tell you that she is not afraid of anything. I know better than to believe her. Raven is good at pretending to be strong in front of us, but she cannot hide behind that façade from me. I know her better than anyone else, and sometimes I think that she understands that.
I don't care much for her walls. If I could I would knock them down, but doing so is impossible. She only creates new ones for the walls that I have already managed to destroy.
Even now, she's building walls. Though the rest of the world thinks she's reading, she's creating thousands and thousands of walls so that she doesn't have to lower herself to normal emotions like the rest of us. She's come up with a plan, and she's calculated it perfectly. There's no way she can get hurt if she has those walls. She's sure of it.
But I think she's only lying to herself.
Even though she has walls, she still feels alone. She feels like she needs to hide, and that she should pretend. If she can still feel, then what good do her walls do her? I wish she would take them down and let me in. I would understand her if she'd only try to explain, or be understood. But instead of explaining herself, she builds another wall.
She creates many of them. Tall brick walls that I cannot leap over, nor crawl under; no matter what I change myself into. The world sees her how she wants them to. I see all the things she wants to hide.
Raven sees walls.
A/N: I apologize for the randomness. This is what happens when I become bored. Want anymore? Review!