To start things off, thnx again for the reviews (: and I hope the last chapter didn't disappoint…

Well it's been a while so why not we have a chapter with a P.O.V?

*Disclaimer: I do not own JL, maybe just the teens in this fanfic

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Chapter Twenty-six: Shut Out

Evangelia's P.O.V

'How could they? After all of these years…Is everything they told me in my life a lie?'

Lying facedown on my bed with my face pressed into a pillow, soaking it up with my tears is something I do when I've reached my lowest of low. But how else can you cope when you've just found out that practically your entire family was in the caped crime fighting business and have kept this secret from you your entire life?

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All of the parents thought it was best to privately talk to their children, after seeing Rex and Valen's reactions from earlier on. Diana's small personal office in the east wing was filled with nervous tension as they had waited ten long, silent minutes expecting her to respond. Bruce and Diana had just explained everything about their double lives as superheroes, including how Dick, Tim, Donna, and even Alfred played a role in it.

The entire Wayne family was concerned as they watched the blank, emotionless expression on Evangelia's face. She sat rigid in her chair, her knuckles turning white from holding unto the sides. Bruce read her body language, seeing that she was clearly distressed. He had longed to hold her in his arms and tell her that everything he and Diana did was out of love, not deceit. This was one of the few times he willingly wanted to show affection. However after seeing his daughter in this state, he thought it was best not to.

"Sweetheart, please, say something," Diana pleaded, trying to coax her daughter into talking. Saying anything would suffice for now. She didn't even care if she was yelling at her. That was better than nothing.

Diana took a few steps forward, wanting to reach out to her daughter. Suddenly, the very statue-like Evangelia jumped out of her chair, knocking it over to the floor. "Don't touch me," she answered in a vicious tone. Everyone in the room couldn't believe that this was the same speechless girl a few minutes before, nor could they believe she was capable of being hostile. "All of these years," she snarled, "How could you keep this from me?"

"We did it out of love," Diana tried to explain, pouring her heart into her words. "We never meant to lie to keep this from you-"

"Bullshit!" Evangelia yelled, "Saying you loved me was the lie. Families who 'love' each other do not go behind each other's backs, keep secrets, and lie to cover everything up!" This threw everyone back, her words a hot knife into their hearts.

Evangelia's mask of anger crumpled into a face of pain and hurt. Before anyone saw her cry she ran out of the office, her tears a trail of silver droplets behind her.

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9:45 P.M.

The green neon lights illuminated off my digital clock as I looked up from my pillow. I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep for a bit. I had done the one thing I hated doing…crying myself to sleep. I look around my dark room hoping that everything was just a dream. Unfortunately, it wasn't. My broken picture frame of the family portrait next to my bed was a testament to the rage I had felt earlier on. My stomach tightens, remembering what had happened earlier in the evening.

'I wish I could've been like Valen and Rex.'

They were able to escape from having to deal with this. I want get away from all of it! Being an average teen was hard enough, but to figure out that you and your best friends obtained super powers and superhuman abilities made life a bit more complicated. But we were able to cope with that and even begin to think that it was destiny that the jewel shard gave us our powers. Only to realize that the shard didn't technically give us our powers and abilities…our parents did…

'I wonder how everyone else is taking the news…'

My thoughts returned to my friends. They were in the same boat as I am, but I'm curious as to how they're taking the news. 'Are they angry, confused, hurt? I know that beneath it all, Billy is probably the only one who's pumped that the most powerful people on Earth are the people he knew, including his dad…'

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. I instinctively ignore it. My family has been knocking on my door all night, each of them taking turns hoping that I would open up to one of them.

Tck, tck, tck

'Ugh, this is a persistent one…'

I lift my head and yelled, "If it's Daddy, Mom, Dick, Tim, Aunt Donna, or Grandpa Alfred, then you can just forget about it!"

There was a pause and I felt relieved to have gotten rid of whoever it was persistently knocking on my door. Suddenly, I see the doorknob rattling a little and the door opens a crack. I quickly sit up in bed, wondering who would be able to unlock my door from the outside. The door pushes open a little bit wider and I was ready to yell at the top of my lungs at whoever was behind the door until I saw Babs appear from behind.

"Sorry about barging in like this but you never said that I couldn't come in," she explains with a cheerful tone and flashes a huge smile in my direction. "When you didn't answer the door, I thought that I'd let myself in…"

I returned her smile with a hard look. My family was clever in sending Babs to talk to me, but she wasn't going get to me. I refuse to let her…

"What do you want?" I ask defiantly.

Her sunshine mood shifted into bleak seriousness when she realized that I wasn't going to be easy. "We need to talk…"

"About what?" I ask tersely.

"You know what," she patiently replied. She rolled her wheelchair further into my room; however, she knew to stay a good distance away from me. "Your family loves you. They were thinking of you when they had made their decisions."

"What?! They love me?" I asked incredulously. I couldn't help but guffaw at her answer. This is what she had planned to say to get me to forgive my family? "Yeah right, Babs and I'm sure you were put in a wheelchair because of a car accident," I added bitterly, putting air quotes around the words "car" and "accident." Realizing that she was the former Batgirl, I highly doubt this was her legit story as to how she ended up this way.

There was a piercing, deadly quiet that descended in the room. I watched Babs' soft features turn harsh and rigid. I suddenly regret what I had just said and wish that I could take it back.

"You're right," she finally answered in a firm tone. "I didn't end up in a chair from a car accident. I was on patrol as Batgirl when a bullet was shot, severing my spine. Bruce couldn't handle the fact that I ended up paralyzed from the waist down because of my crime fighting duties. It was another thing that was added into his conscience. That, on top of the fact Tim was kidnapped and brainwashed by the Joker, as well as Dick constantly being hurt on almost every mission!"

Her pale, ice blue eyes had a burning fire within them. She turned around and made her way towards the door.

"Your parents just wanted to protect you from a burden like that," she added in a softer tone. "They wanted to give you the best life you can have without ever worrying about your safety or their well-being. I'm not asking you to forgive them…I'm asking you to understand."

She quietly closed the door behind her, leaving me alone with my tears. I closed my mind and heart, shutting out my surroundings and the people I loved.

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Sorry for taking a while to update…been busy with school -__-;

Thnx again to the readers who had left me reviews to get me to continue writing this story. I don't intend on discontinuing it, I just may not have as much time as I used to…

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