World Through My Eyes

[bogbrush]

and you thought of making it a one-shot .
My second favorite story ;D ;D

[dragoonbane]

This has to be the 5th or 6th time i've read your story...
And its still as good as the first 4 times! ;D

[moonchild10]

bogbrush said:

and you thought of making it a one-shot .
My second favorite story ;D ;D

Awww! ^_^ *glomp*

[moonchild10]

dragoonbane said:

This has to be the 5th or 6th time i've read your story...
And its still as good as the first 4 times! ;D

Thanks! ;D *hug*

[moonchild10]

Here we go with chapter three. I'm going to post the whole story here after all, since it's eventually going to get deleted from ff.net for the fact that I replied to reviewers.

[glow=red,2,300]Chapter Three: Answers[/glow]

He could hear slightly muffled voices breaking through the silence that pressed down on him, and he shook off the feeling of distance and reentered the real world. The voices were speaking nearby.

“…he’s a danger to himself. What are we supposed to do about this?” Cyborg’s voice came, abrupt and perplexed.

“I don’t know. We can’t be sure if he’s going to try that again or if he’s come back to his senses,” Robin said. He didn’t sound like himself. None of them did. They sounded strained and tired.

“And we can’t be sure when he might try it,” Raven said. “It’s not safe to let him run around.”

“Yes. He is not safe. Not safe from himself,” Starfire sounded weak and gloomy. “What has happened to our friend?”

“I don’t know Starfire,” Robin said. They all spoke with a tone of helplessness. They were for once completely out of control of the situation.

Beast Boy opened his eyes and looked around. He became aware that he was strapped down to a table. There was a pillow beneath his head, but still, he was strapped down. (he’s on the table that Robin was on in ‘Haunted’, and Cyborg was on in ‘Crash’. My sister and I have affectionately dubbed it ‘The Crazy Table’. I love that table). He started to struggle.

“Don’t bother,” said a voice from nearby. Beast Boy looked up and saw Raven staring at him, her lips pressed together sternly. She was standing with the others a few feet away. They all looked weary. “You’re not getting out of there like that.” The expression on her face was unreadable, something like concern mixed with irritation.

“You guys, what’s with this?” Beast Boy asked, ignoring what she had said and struggling some more. He knew it was futile trying to escape, but it felt wrong just to lay there and let himself be restrained.

“You’re strapped down so you won’t try that again,” Raven said simply, watching him carefully, the deep violent eyes boring into him. He felt judged. Normally, Raven was irritated by him, but she never really looked at him like that. Never like she was completely and totally disgusted with every inch of his being..

“We’re not going to take any chances with you hurting yourself again,” Robin said.

“Let me go!” Beast Boy said, thrashing around.

“You’re not getting off of that thing until we’re sure that you’re not a danger to yourself anymore,” Robin said with a tone of finality in his voice.

“Yeah. We have to be sure you won’t try that again,” Cyborg said.

“I told you before, it’s none of your business!” Beast Boy said.

“Yes it is,” snapped Raven, sounding harsh and demanding. “We’re your friends and we have a right to know. Now I suggest you tell us why the hell you decided to go berserk and slice yourself open if you ever want to get off of that table.”

“I do believe Raven is correct. We cannot be sure you are truly well if we do not know what made you unwell in the first place,” Starfire said quietly.

“You guys wouldn’t understand!” BB said.

“Try us,” Robin said, crossing his arms.

“You wouldn’t!” insisted BB. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and realized that it was Raven’s. This surprised him. This wasn’t like Raven, to be so consoling when he had done things to make her angry. And a moment ago she had been looking at him in disgust. The whole event must have taken its toll significantly.

“Beast Boy, if anyone’s going to understand, it’s going to be us,” she said, sounding a bit more patient than before. “You can trust us.” she removed the hand and crossed her arms.

Beast Boy’s eyes softened, and he could feel his resolve starting to crumble under the stares of his friends. He finally surrendered, his hostile demeanor dropping.

“Alright,” he said, sounding somewhat defeated, looking down. “I…..I miss Terra.” he paused. “and I guess…I thought if I died, I wouldn’t have to hurt anymore.”

The other four seemed to stiffen all at once, alarmed at his words.

“But that’s still not a reason to do something like this,” Robin said quietly, no longer sounding angry. He really didn’t sound like the normal Boy Wonder. He sounded exhausted. Beast Boy shrugged lightly, his stomach flooding over with guilt.

“You guys I’m…..I’m sorry,” he said softly, sounding ashamed.

“I’d say it’s OK, but it’s not. But apology accepted,” Cyborg said. He still didn’t look happy, but the severe look had gone from his face. The other three nodded in agreement to what he had said.

“I cannot remain angry with my friend,” Star said.

“And neither can I. But that doesn’t make it right,” Robin muttered.

“Are you going to let me go?” Beast Boy asked.

The other four looked at each other.

“I still don’t know if that’s a good idea,” Cyborg said.

“Come on, you can’t leave me strapped to this thing forever!”

“I wish we could,” Robin said.

“What?” BB asked.

“We do not wish for you to hurt yourself again, Beast Boy,” Star said. He just stared back at them. There was something in his eyes that wasn’t normally there. A sadness that couldn’t be concealed. BB didn’t have any idea what to say.

“You guys, I…..I’m sorry,” he said helplessly.

“I suppose we have to let him go eventually,” Raven said. There was a pause.

“Alright. But we’re not leaving you alone tonight,” Robin directed at BB. Cyborg and Raven started undoing BB’s straps. When they were undone, he carefully stepped onto the floor and stood there for a moment, twisting his gloved fingers together. Cyborg glanced at the clock.

“OK, it’s later than I thought,” he said, indicating the fact that it was nearly one AM. He yawned loudly. “I didn’t notice.”

“I don’t think any of us did,” Robin said. “Maybe we should go to the living room or something. This place is starting to feel like a dungeon.”

XXX

The five Titans sat down on the sofa in assorted places and sprawled out. It had been an extremely demanding night, and they were all drained.

“Well, I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep. This whole thing’s been pretty disturbing,” Cyborg said, looking over at BB. They all still seemed worried about him, despite the fact that he was no longer spazzing.

“I know I won’t,” Robin muttered. Silently, they all agreed. Having your best friend attempt to kill himself wasn’t something you could just forget about.

“I’m not even going to try. I’m not giving you the chance to try that again, Beast Boy,” Raven said, her expression a slight glare. She was still angry at him. He couldn’t blame her. There was something other than anger in her eyes, though; a kind of concealed hurt that showed through.

“I’m sorry Raven,” BB said quietly, lowering his eyes to his hands, which sat, twisting, in his lap.

“Sorry doesn’t justify the fact that you tried to do it,” she said, attempting to make eye contact but he resisted. “Seeing you sliced open like a turkey and squirting your own fluids across the bathroom floor isn’t an image that I’m likely to forget.”

He felt more guilty even than before at that point. He muttered another apology and kept his eyes cast downward.

“But you,” Cyborg aimed at BB “You go to sleep.”

“He’s right. Try to forget about it for a while,” Robin said.

“Yes. Perhaps sleep will help you feel a bit better?” Star asked, her voice still lacking its usual cheer. Raven said nothing, but only pulled her legs up and sat cross-legged on the couch while the others were slumped in exhaustion.

BB really doubted that sleep was possible, given the fact that he was still wracked with depression and guilt, but he reluctantly squeezed his eyes shut anyway, full of doubt.

He know how, but somehow, he eventually drifted off despite the feelings that loomed over him.