A few hours later the Titans Tower came into sight. Starfire reached down and grabbed her duffel bag. Once they landed she flew to the entrance. Just as she was about to enter, a pair of arms grabbed her hand. She spun around and saw Robin.
" Robin, what is it?"
" Star, what's wrong? You haven't been yourself for a while."
"Robin, as I have said many times, nothing."
" Star, it's not nothing. What is it? Tell me."
"Robin, I-I just can't at the moment."
"Why not?"
"You would hate me."
" I would never."
She sighed and flew into the tower. Robin slowly followed in silence.
Closing the door, behind her she went into her bathroom. She grabbed a razor and a pair of scissors. Cracking the plastic frame, she carefully removed the blades. Starfire held a blade in her fingers.
It was one inch long and a quarter of an inch wide. "I know this isn't right. But there is no other way. The others, they wouldn't understand. I must. I have to."
She held the blade to her right arm and paused. Slowly dragging the blade across her arm, she created a cut 1.5 in. Long and an eighth of an inch deep. She winced at the sudden explosive pain, but also enjoyed the feeling.
Blood begin to bead up and she smiled. "It doesn't really hurt, at all. I feel safe and happy." She created more cuts on her arm, ignoring the pain. At each cut she smiled.
Each cut represented a failure or a memory.
Her parents.
Her brother.
Failing to save her planet.
Being a slave.
Her sister.
Burdening the Titans.
Not trusting Robin.
Cuts were cross hatched all over her arm. Placing the blade in a drawer for safe keeping she declined on her bed. Her arm was slowly bleeding. She was beginning to fade. Her mind was slowly cracking, once again. She wasn't broken, she was breaking, and she didn't care.
There was too much. She had seen so many deaths, too many failures, making wrong decisions and she had done and saw enough. This was the final straw. Her body and especially her mind couldn't take anymore. This was it. No more!
And it could all be ended with a razor.
One blade.
One cut.
She could end it all.
