One more to go. I must dedicate this to Chicagobabe. Without whom's review this story may have never been finished.
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans
-"Love means never having to say you're sorry." Love Story, 1970-
PART ONE
Dick sat slumped in a lazyboy that had become beaten with age. It was unusually uncomfortable. His eggnog sat untouched on a coaster (God forbid Alfred catch him not using a coaster), and the party continued around him in black and white. He wondered if Bruce had noticed his abnormally sour mood over the past few days. Probably not, he was too preoccupied with his girlfriend. It was Kory, she was the one ruining his Christmas vacation. She said she was fine. She said they were okay. He wondered now if her words were directly intended to mislead him.
The thoughts never left his mind. They haunted him day and night. Kory told him she wanted to spend the break by herself and that was it. Not another word. Dick had stopped by her place before he left for Gotham to exchange gifts and was surprised to see she didn't have one for him just a letter. She told him not to open it until the time was right. Her face had looked rather somber, in fact it was the most somber he had ever seen her.
And that scared him.
He patted the inside lining on his jacket where he stored the letter, close to his heart. He sighed. It was official: his vacation was ruined. Dick stood up and began the trek across his living room to the outside terrance. He had been pulled into a conversation with one of Bruce's tipsy, investors or something of the sort. He excused himself as politely as possible, before ducking into the kitchen before being coerced into another pointless conversation. It was dark inside. Dick flicked on the light and was surprised to see Bruce sitting at the island table staring at a glass of egg nog. Well, he wasn't staring at it, so much as he was pondering it.
"Hey?" Dick asked wondering if he should leave.
Bruce read his mind, he was good at that. "Come in." he waved him further into the room.
Dick reluctantly stepped further into the room and took a seat next to Bruce at the island. Bruce placed a cup in front Dick and filled it with egg nog and rum. "Cheers." Bruce said, and the two men slapped their cups together half heatedly.
Neither of them actually drank the concoction. There was silence. It wasn't awkward or comfortable, it just was. Dick sighed heavily and placed his cup on the immaculate granite table top. Bruce held on to his. The grandfather clock in the hallway could be heard tick tocking away.
"So how is Kory?" Bruce asked after awhile.
Dick shrugged dejectedly. "Honestly I don't know."
Bruce waited for him to continue, but Dick ended it there. He didn't want to open up. Opening up meant facing the truth, and coming out of denial and confronting the inevitable pain that it brought along with it. "Selina seems nice." Dick said in attempts to change the subject, one away from himself.
Bruce nodded. "Yeah, she's great. She's- really great."
"How long have you guys been dating now? Seven or eight months?" Dick was glad for the temporary distraction. He was glad to hear Bruce had found someone special to him. If Bruce could find true love this late in life, who was to say things wouldn't work out for the better for him.
Bruce rubbed the back of his neck. "Nine months."
"Do you love her?" Dick asked suddenly. He was only somewhat kidding. Bruce flinched as if he just been shot. For a moment his body betrayed him and the originally untouched drink in his hand faltered and egg nog sploshed over his hand. He downed the rest of the drink. Dick waited for him. "Well, do you?"
Bruce turned to him, with the most honest expression. His eyes in geuine content. "I-yes, I do. I love her." he sighed. "I never imagined myself in love with a woman, especially not the way I love Selina. It's scary-love. It makes you feel emotions you never thought you had, and do things you never thought you'd do."
It was Dick's turn for a drink. "I know what that's like." he sighed frustrated. "I hate the way I feel, I hate the way I feel right now. I hate feeling so helpless and guilty, but I love the way Kory makes me feel. I never thought I could feel absolutely horrible and wonderful at the same time. It sucks. I...sometimes I wish things could go back to the way they were before I met Kory."
It felt good to vent. Dick had held so much in it made him crazy, until he just couldn't do it anymore.
Bruce patted him on the back. "The way I see it is one day you'll lie and get in trouble with a woman and that's how you know it's love. It sucks but that's just the way it is."
Bruce got up from his chair, and gave Dick one more fleeting look before disappearing behind the kitchen door. Dick sighed and patted his breast pocket and pulled out the letter that Kory had given him before holiday. Instead of saying don't open until Christmas she said "Read it when the time was right." His thumb slid under the flap of the envelope and he gently pulled out the egg white stationary. Kory's neat calligraphy was scribbled down the page.
Dear Dick,
It seems odd that I am starting a letter with Dear Dick rather than my love, my everything, the holder of my heart. My life has certainly taken quite a turn. It's time for us both to admit that we have been drifting away from each other. Although we have been apart for these past few months, I wanted to believe that life and love would bring us back together. That hope was my comfort and gave me the patience to wait for that future. As time has passed it has become clear to me that you have drifted further and further away from from me. I realize with the heaviest of hearts that it is now time to acknowledge, to you and myself, that our futures have chosen different paths.
My hope that destiny and love would bring us back together meant that I would never really have to say goodbye. As much as it saddens me I think it's time for me to say goodbye.
I don't know how many ways I can tell you that I love you. How my heart flutters and my stomach lurches whenever you're around. I don't know how to express how lucky I am that I found you when I wasn't even looking for you. Some would say it was serendipity, but I say it was fate. I never once thought that what we had was a fling. For once in my life I was truly, deeply, madly in love. I opened my heart to you with the hope that you would extend the same courtesy. I thought I could break your shell and have those walls you built tumble down. Closing your heart to me opened my heart to you.
In an almost maddening way I think about you all the time. You're the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing that crosses my mind at night. In a way I hate you for that. God, I hate this part. I often wonder if you think about me the way I think about you. I saw a future for us, one that was indefinite but we were together and we were happy. If I were granted three wishes they'd be you, me, us and that's all I ever really wanted. I realize now that you do not see the same future for us and so it is time to say goodbye.
Your entry into my life breathed life into me. It gave me excitement for each new day and I looked forward with anticipation to each time I could see you. Lately, you have crossed my mind less and less and I wonder: If I stop thinking of you will you be gone from me forever? Maybe it's for the best anyways. Memories are what you have when you've lost everything else. Dreams are what you have when you forget the memories. And bliss is what you have when you have given up both.
Things can't go on like this anymore. I cry every night and I feel like I've been carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders and I can't take it anymore. I'm fed up. I'm tired of standing on a bridge that is still burning waiting for you to save me, and truthfully I'm ready to jump. I hope you don't think I included this to try and shoulder you with the blame, I'm not. I know you love me and I know you try to show me you love me as much as you can. I guess that's the problem you spend more time trying than actually doing.
Dick, I'm in love with you and I don't know what to do. I don't want to leave you but I can't stay either. Let's face it every time we take a step closer to each other we only end up taking two steps back. I promise this will be the last time that I hurt you. In all my life I never felt so at peace than when I was in your arms. I was enthralled by the beauty in your smile, bewitched by the twinkle in your eyes, and overwhelmed by the passion of your kisses.
I've been thinking long and hard about how to come to this conclusion, and have decided that we should go our separate ways. I've been stuck in this place of emotional hell for too long. We've had many good time together, but this relationship had also brought me agonizing pain that I wouldn't wish anyone. I was in so much agony that I wanted to walk away from this relationship (and tried to on several occasions). I thought that love could mend whatever we broke, but I see now that sometimes love just isn't enough.
You may have thought, in the last few months, that with me you were missing a certain free part of your life. That's just not true. If at anytime you boldly stepped out and stated that you wanted nothing more than a lifetime of love with me, and you would have received a seemingly unending hug and a shoulder dampened with my tears. Now you have made relationship decisions that have troubled me. You are a good and trusting person, but I think you are so vulnerable due to the unresolved sorrows in your life. I'm sorry my love couldn't do more to heal the wounds of your heart. We all have pain. I come from a place that existed on the foundation of pain, but that's the difference between you and the rest of the world: we're not all so damn bitter about it. I never look back on the past and always look forward to the future. Your are so stuck in the past of tragedy that it has made you jaded and unable to move on to the future.
So this is goodbye. Truthfully we just want different things in life. Please don't think that it was all for nothing. There will always be a precious place in my heart, where you will be fondly, fondly remembered but it is time that I seek my own future.
I wish you the brightest future and I hope you find all that you are looking for...
Goodbye My Lover,
Kory.
Dick read through all three pages two more times. He let go of a breath that he didn't know he had been holding. His arm went limp and the pages fluttered to the ground. She was leaving him? His mind was suddenly swirling. She couldn't possible be breaking up with him. No! That's not how it was suppose to end! They were suppose to be together! Dick ran his fingers through his hair, panicking.
Somehow he found his legs and moved onto the veranda. It was about ten below but that didn't matter, nothing mattered anymore. Dick fumbled for his cell phone full knowing she wouldn't answer. It went straight to voice mail. His stomach felt sick and his heart sped up before calming down a bit.
He wanted to talk to her. He wanted to tell him how stupid he'd been and that he was ready to let it all go. He wanted a future with her. He wanted to hold her and tell her he loved her. He wanted...
He wanted her.
It was all so clear to him now. God, how could he have been so blind. There she was everything good and kind and perfect just for him, and he turned a blind eye to it all because he had been afraid.
He loosened his tie and stumbled back into the house. He had to find her. Never mind that it almost midnight on Christmas. Everything from the kitchen to the front door was a blur. He could faintly hear voices calling him, but maybe he had imagined that too.
"Master Grayson." Alfred's weary voice called to him. "Where do you intend on going at this hour on Christmas day?"
Dick shrugged anxiously. "I have to find her Alfred."
He wrenched the front door open and a gust of wind banged it against the wall. Alfred placed his coat over his shoulders. "Do keep warm young master."
Dick nodded practically falling down the steps of the manor. "Master Grayson-" Alfred called.
Dick half groaned. "Yes, Alfred?"
"Will you be wanting these?" he asked holding up his car keys.
The sound of the window wipers rapidly swiping across his windshield was driving him crazy. He bolted out of the Wayne estate and was currently wearing down his tires on the road. His mind was racing: where could she be? The headlights illuminated the the dark, woodsy area that lead to the main road. He knew she wasn't home. Even if she was he was more than an hour and a half outside of New York. There was no way he'd make it back in time, not with the storm coming.
He waited about two seconds before speeding across the intersection. He needed to calm down and think. She'd been so secretive about where she would be spending her Christmas. He needed to calm down and slow down, lest he run out of gas before reaching his destination.
Suddenly out of nowhere a deer hopped out of the dark woods ten feet in front of his speeding car. Dick gasped and quickly grasping the wheel lurched the car to the right in attempts to dodge the animal. He missed it but lost temporary control of the car. He foot fumbled for the brake pedal. The car screeched to the side before coming to an abrupt halt.
"God damn it!" Dick screamed frustrated slamming his hands repeatedly on the wheel. He looked up to see the curious deer standing in front of his car. It stared at him with doe like eyes before galloping into the woods and out of sight. Dick sighed and leaned back in his seat.
This was crazy and stupid. He had just expected to get into his car and magically know where she was. For all he knew she could be somewhere in Yugoslavia. He sighed dejectedly and was beginning to believe this really was the end for him and Kory.
Without much thought he switched on the radio. "It's beginning to look a lot like Christm-"
Dick tuned the station not in the mood for another jolly Johnny Mathis song or anything else cheery. He twisted the knob of the F.M dial until he found the one station not dedicated to the sounds of the season.
"Oh I can't believe that you're still around. Almost forgot how you let me down." Dick's head shot up from the place on the steering wheel where it had been resting. "The scars are still fragile, don't let me down. So don't blow it, no not a little bit. 'Cause now you're all mine, don't you forget it. Don't blow it even a little bit 'cause now you're all mine. Don't you forget it. Don't let me down."
That was it. Dick reignited the engine and his car roared to life. He pressed his foot on the gas and swung the car around. He came to the same intersection that he had passed just minutes ago but this time he sped down the east intersection. He was grateful a police officer wasn't there to see the highly illegal turn he'd just made.
He knew where she was. And it's not too far from here! He thought happily. He drove twenty minutes to the outskirts of Gotham. He watched the abandoned summer houses that were darkened, and few decorated with colorful Christmas lights. He turned into the field where he and Kory had shared their first kiss. His azure eyes wildly searched for her. His heart was blaring in his chest. His stomach lurched when he saw her car.
Dick almost forgot to brake. Without turning off his car and shutting the door, and stumbled into the field across from Kory's car. The snow was beginning to come down hard. The lights were on and could see her. In a daze his half ran to her side and knocked on the window. Kory jumped startled. Her mascara stained cheeks looked at him somewhat surprised. When she regained a sense of what was happening she rolled down the window.
"Dick." she breathed, almost whispered.
Dick pulled open her door, and yanked her out of her seat. His hands attached themselves to both sides of her face, as his eyes searched her confused green ones. He let go of his breath and pulled Kory against his chest. She gasped in surprise.
"I'm so sorry, Kory." He whispered into her tangled hair. "I love you."
"Dick-" her voice sounded strained.
"Wait." he promised. "I- I can let it all go! We can be together, that's all I really want I promise."
The tears that Kory had been saving released themselves and burned into the fabric of Dick's icy dress jacket. Her arms reached up from her sides and wrapped around his waist. They remained there in silent embrace for a long moment. Kory was the first to let go. She stared into the depths of Dick's hopeful eyes searching for truth. Finding it, she leaned up and attached her dry lips to his moist, soft ones.
"I love you." he said against her mouth.
"I know." she murmured.
"So you forgive me?"
She smiled up at him. "I have to." she said. "My car broke down."
-"I felt like destroying something beautiful." Fight Club, 1999-
PART TWO- Three Months Later...
"How are you holding up Rae?" Dick whispered to his very pregnant best friend.
She was currently clad in a draped lilac bridesmaid dress, holding a bouquet of calla lilies. Raven had abandoned her fake smile over an hour ago, and donned a very annoyed scowl. "My feet hurt, my back is killing me, I've had these dresses fitted six times, and I'm about one second away from killing your wife." she said through her teeth.
Dick had never imagined Kory as the bridezilla type. Somehow they had managed to throw together an engagement and wedding ceremony in a matter of months. Being able to afford some of the best wedding planners in the world helped. Dick looked down the short line of unhappy looking bridesmaids. Kory just wanted the perfect wedding and after almost two years of chasing him to the alter, she deserved as much.
"Raven, please stand up straight." Kory said wearily examining the girls.
She couldn't help but ask Raven to be the maid of honor. She was the reason she was getting married in the first place. She introduced them after all. Raven accepted and tried not to complain, she was glad it would all be over after tomorrow. Being six, nearly seven, months pregnant did nothing to help her mood.
Kory sighed. "Alright girls let's take a break, but be back here in no more than forty minutes to do another run through."
All the bridesmaids sighed in relief and immediately kicked off their heels. "Oh, one more thing." Kory added. "These dresses after weeks of having them fitted and refitted are finally perfect. None of you are allowed to lose or gain weight until after the pictures are taken. One pound out of place and I'll know."
Dick wrapped his arms around Kory's waist. "Take it easy Kor we still need them for the pictures."
"I just want everything to be perfect."
They walked hand in hand across the hall into the dining room of the Connecticut country club where the wedding and reception would be held. It was on a very private estate perfectly hidden from unwanted attention. They had done their best to keep their engagement out of the media, and therefore everything had been very hush hush. The workers were hurriedly setting the circular tables with silver tablecloths and matching silverware. Lilac tapestry draped the ceiling and lavish white roses sat in tall vases for centerpieces. She couldn't wait to see everything once it was all set up.
Kory sighed anxiously. Dick kissed her on the cheek. "I thought the purpose of us hiring wedding planners was so they could do all the work and we wouldn't have to stress out about everything."
Kory snorted at the word we. She turned to face him and smiled. "Did you call the interior decorator?" she said in a low tone.
"It's all set up they should be finished this weekend." he said. "And she has no idea?"
She shook her head. "Not a clue."
Dick and Kory had decided to surprise Raven with a fully furnished green nursery. She had been so busy with work, her duties as maid of honor, and being pregnant in general she just didn't have time to decorate one herself. As they spoke her extra room in her brand new brownstone was being decorated.
"I wish she would've found out whether it was a boy or girl so we could have done a blue or pink nursery." Kory sighed.
Dick shrugged. "It's not like she knows either, but she swears up and down it's going to be a boy."
"Mm." she mumbled. Kory was floating on air. Six months ago she had given up hope that she and Dick would have a future together, and now they were making it happen. They were one step closer to that dream.
She sighed happily. Everything was perfect.
Raven was hold up in a stall in the ladies room bawling. Ever since her meeting with her father she found herself crying every day. Sometimes it would be in the shower, sometimes on the ride to work, but most of the time it would be late at night when she would finally cry herself to sleep. Tired of random emotional outbursts Raven set aside specific times to cry everyday. Today was two o'clock. She had only meant to cry for no more the ten minutes: it had been thirty.
She had to go back to the rehearsal in ten minutes. She wiped hot tears from her eyes and exited the stall. She stopped in her tracks. Standing at the mirror fixing her hair, was Gar's flat chested wife, Terra. Oh God she prayed she hadn't heard her crying. Raven didn't suppose she remembered her. She stepped up the sink and stared at herself. She hoped the redness in her eyes weren't too noticeable.
"Are you okay?" Terra asked her.
Raven felt a flash of anger ripple through her. "I'm fine." she bit, storming out of the restroom.
She pulled her heels back on and hurried to the the main hall where the ceremony would be held. She had never been afraid of Kory until recently. Somehow planning a wedding and obtaining a ring the size of Pangea had caused her to transform. All the other bridesmaids where already waiting in line. She took a deep breath and took her place at the end of the line. Raven was secretly grateful that Dick hadn't chosen Garfield as his best man, and instead opted for his long time friend Roy Harper. The thought of having to be escorted down the isle and then later dancing with him at the reception utterly repulsed her.
Kory returned with a frown. "Uh okay." she started. "Raven, did you address the place cards?"
"Yes." she answered.
"And did you pick up the rose petals for the flower girl?"
"Yes."
"Did you finish the toast for the reception."
Shit. "Uh." Raven cursed herself. She knew she was forgetting something. "Yeah."
Kory didn't pick up on the lie. Her mind was too preoccupied with when the caterer would be calling her back. Instead she accepted her vague answer, dismissed the girls, and announced that dinner would be in one hour. Everyone traveled outside toward the hotel across the lawn. It was abnormally warm for a late March evening. Spring had been kind to Kory, and May had come a few weeks early. Kory returned to her suite a half an hour after everyone else. Her bridesmaids were chattering away. Kory sighed an silently slid into the bathroom. She sat the vanity and picked up the blush brush.
She stared at herself. Karen Beecher suddenly materialized at her side.
She smiled at her warmly. "That's not how a bride should look the night before her wedding." she said taking the brush from her and sweeping the neutral powder across her cheeks.
"I'm fine." Kory grumbled. She stood up abruptly and moved to the tub and ran her fingers along her dress that was hunging above it. It was gorgeous. Not a desinger label, not overly breaded and threaded, not old Hollywood, but nevertheless gorgeous. The bodice was beaded and in laced in the back. She sighed.
Karen stood up and watched her analyzing her every move. "Kory, is something wrong?"
"No." she said rather bitingly. "Where's Raven? I need her to call the restaurant and tell them we're on our way."
"She's asleep." Kory gently grabbed Kory by the shoulders and turned her around. "Kory."
They were locked in a staring contest. Kory did her best to maintain her poker face, but Karen was persistent. Finally Kory sighed and sat on the edge of the tub.
Her ran her fingers through her glossy hair. "Karen, am I wrong?"
"Honey cold feet is normal before-"
"No, it's not that." she said exasperated throwing her hands dramatically. "Am I wrong to make Dick married me? We've come so far and I am so ready to spend the rest of my life with him, but-" she sighed. "In the back of my mind I can't help but think that the only reason he proposed to me is because I threatened to break up with him. And if that's the case then I'm the one whose being really selfish."
Karen stared at her wordlessly for a long moment. "Kory," she said finally. "I've known you for several years and I know a few things about you. You're a lot of things but selfish is not one of them. I've known Dick too and I have never seen him so happy. He's walking down the isle tomorrow not because you forced him to but because he loves you. What about you?"
Kory didn't say word. After awhile she half smiled and stood up. "We're going to be late to dinner."
The day had finally come.
Kory scarcely ate at dinner and barely slept that night. She got through the rehearsal her unsureness undetected. Dick seemed happy, and that reassured her. Sometime when all was still and everyone was asleep she convinced herself that she didn't have cold feet, just chilly toes. Nothing was going to ruin the day for her. She woke up more excited than a kid on Christmas morning.
At promptly seven o'clock she forced all her bridesmaids out of bed and had a tray of crepes and bagels sent up for breakfast. The girls swooned over her. If she had a nickel for every time someone told her she was glowing she could have paid for the entire wedding. Time slowed. Dick had hard balled for a black tie event so the ceremony wouldn't occur until six P.M. Kory kept stealing glances outside of her window. By four o'clock she could see guest starting to arrive. The caterer arrived and slipped the gigantic cake into back.
By four thirty all the bridesmaids were dressed and ready. Kory wrapped the terrycloth bathrobe drumming her fingers of her leg.
"Kory darling if you don't stop all that fidgeting I'll have to start over. Again." said Fredericko, the make up artist who was quickly losing patience.
She shot him an apologetic look. She hated having her make up, hair, and nails done at the same time, but today she was strapped for time. Somehow over the noise of the room she heard a knock at the door. She craned her head, but Fredericko yanked her cheeks back in place.
"Can someone get that!" she yelled to no one in particular.
Raven was the first, and only, to act. She opened the door to see Victor standing there looking debonair in tux. He smiled pleasantly at her. "Hey, preggo. Lilac suits you well, you should wear it more often."
She rolled her eyes. "Is there a reason you're here other than to annoy me."
He handed her folded piece of gold paper. "This is for Kory. It's from Dick but he didn't tell me what it says just that it's important."
Raven thanked him before closing the door. "Kory." she tried and failed to obtain her attention.
Raven was a very intuitive person. It was almost a sixth sense or ESP, but she could always tell when something didn't seem right. Her fingers tapped the edge of the note. All she had to do was lift the flap. She knew it was wrong, but instinct took over. She lifted up the edge of the paper and immediately recognized Dick's handwriting.
I'm sorry. Please forgive me.
She gasped. She turned around wondering what to do. Karen noticed the sudden surprised look on her face, and removed herself from her place on the window sill. She pulled the letter out of Raven's grip. Her chocolate brown eyes scanned the page before suddenly widening. She looked back at a completely unaware Kory before turning back to Raven. Raven shook her head. She grabbed Karen by the arm and pulled her closer.
"Don't tell Kory. Don't tell anyone I'll be right back." she whispered gravely.
Karen nodded understandingly. Raven slipped out of the room unnoticed. She ran with the best of her ability to the elevator. She stabbed the down button and tapped her foot impatiently. The ride two floors down was unbearable slow. Finally the bell sounded as she reached the floor. She could hear the chatter coming from the suit half way down the hallway. There was laughter and the smell of cigars. She pounded on the door impatiently.
Gar answered the door. His smile almost immediately faded when he saw her. She didn't have time for this. Pushing past him she stumbled into the room searching for Dick. The groomsmen were joking around and goofing off. Men.
"Where the hell is Dick?"
The room silenced immediately. The men all looked around waiting for someone to come up with an answer.
Roy was the first one to speak up. "Uh, he left about an hour ago. Something about wanting to speak to planner about the D.J or something."
"Oh my God, that idiot!" she looked around disgustedly at the group of men. "Why are you all so stupid!"
She scoffed before dramatically exiting the room. Without the patience to wait for another elevator she hurried down the stairs and was winded by the time she was in the lobby. Luckily the mens' suit had been on the first floor. Raven looked around for any mode of transportation. All the guests were making their way toward the main hall across the lawn which was the size of two football fields. The only way to make it from the hotel to the main hall was by shuttle bus. Adrenaline was pumping through her as she quickly scanned the parking lot. Her heart lurched when she spotted Alfred waiting by the Rolls Royce.
"Alfred-" she said breathlessly.
"Ms. Roth are you alright?" he asked concerned.
"Alfred you need to give me the keys to the car. It's urgent." she explained looking at him pleadingly.
She attached her arm to his and began leading him toward the buses. "Is Master Grayson in some sort of trouble?"
"Not if I can help it." Alfred placed the keys in her hand, and slammed the door shut as she pushed herself in the driver's seat. Raven stuffed the keys into the ignition and revved up the engine. She swurved out of the parking lot and sped off of the estate. She prayed she could make it there in time. She pressed her foot against the gas pedal speeding the speed meter flying wildly left and right.
The residents of that tiny Connecticut town probably thought she was insane speeding up the street the way she did. She fidgeted anxiously in her seay. Luxury cars just didn't go as fast as they used to. The anticipation was giving her aches in her knees. Her dress was bunching at the waist, but she would deal with Kory's wrath later. She pulled into the train station and desperately searched for a parking space. She sped up (if that were possible) and launched into an empty space. The driver of a waiting mini van flipped her off.
She catapulted herself out of the car. She lifted the hem of her dress and hurried into the station. Her heels clicked on the tile. She looked around madly. He could have been anywhere. Her heart almost stopped when she spotted Dick sitting on a bench in the middle of the terminal. He looked somewhat pathetic sitting in his now wrinkled tuxedo staring at the ticket in his hand. Raven took a deep breath and calmly made her way over to him. She slid into the empty space next to him, but he didn't acknowledge her presence.
"Hey." she said.
"Hey." he mumbled.
Raven sighed. "Dick, what are you doing here?" she said wearily.
He turned to face her. "I-I can't go through with it. I thought I could be I can't. Kory was right I am haunted by the past and it had paralyzed my future." he groaned. "It's like we're in the middle of the God damn South Pole and there's just nothing. I don't deserve her."
"Dick," Raven started slowly. "That's fucking bullshit. I'm so sick of this fucking Meredith Grey and Derek Shepard drama. You are the king of drama and this is your kingdom. I bet you get a kick out of having problems and that's what fucking problem is. Every time the dust settles you just have to kick up some more. Dick, you need to make a decision now. You can choose to let it all go and be happy for once in your life, or let go of Kory and fall into the same pattern. You can't have it all."
"Raven." his voice whispered.
"Don't be like me. Don't hold everything in away from everyone. All Gar wanted was for me to honest with him, but my pride and fear got in the way and now look at me. I'm alone and pregnant."
He looked at the ticket in his hand. "I don't think Kory would take me back after this."
"She doesn't know." Raven told him.
The intercom echoed over head. "Calling all passengers for the five o'clock train to Fort Lauderdale. Passengers boarding now."
Raven stood up. "And she never has to."
Dick watched the spot where Raven had walked away and then down at the train ticket in his hand. "Last call for Fort Lauderdale."
He took a deep breath, wondering how to deal with the latest mistake. It would be so easy to just get on the train. His hand trembled. There would be no jumping the tracks this time. It was cars on a cable. There was no turning back, no rewind. Life was like an hour glass glue to the table. He had to make a final decision. He couldn't keep himself and still keep her too. Not with the way he was. He sighed to himself.
He was ready to make a decision.
Fin.
Well that was it. Did he marry her? I originally had planned for there to be three more chapters but after tweaking the ending a little bit... I think I'm happy with this. After two and a half years it's over. Thank you everyone who reviewed and I hope you will look for me in the future. Yes, I stole a few line from Anna Nalick deal with it. I saved my favorite quote of all time was end which was from Fight Club.
Happy New Year!!