My Fiction. My Blog. My Life:After braving the vast world of the internet with fanfictions, I've decided to expand my portfolio with short stories, blog posts, and snippets of my novel.
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Chapter 2 The roof door opened behind Raven, but she didn’t look. Even as the footsteps grew louder, till they were obviously right beside her, she didn’t look. Sighing, Gar sat beside her, dangling his legs off the edge with hers. “You look worse off than this morning, still don’t want to talk about it?” He asked, turning to look at her. She just shook her head, though the offer was becoming more tempting. He was the only other person to know what was going on. She was still immensely embarrassed that he not only knew what she did, but had witness whatever amount of the video he had seen. And it would feel good to hear another opinion. Or just get hers off her chest. The past few hours hadn’t done much to quell her anxiety. In fact, it had only make it grow. And knowing that right now, there was a horribly difficult discussion going on only a few floors below her, made it worse.
Gar hadn’t stopped watching her face, “I promise, you can speak without any risk of judgement. If it helps I can…” he started to offer, but she had already made up her mind. “If it makes a difference we had been drinking.” She started. Looking back at him for the first time, she saw a small sincere smile on his face. He wanted her to continue. “It was sort of a girls’ night. Star had asked me to take pictures of her for Dick. Since he’s been gone so much as Nightwing now, she wanted to send him something. She wanted my advice, like I knew anything about it. But being the only other woman in the tower, I felt like I should at least try. And after a few drinks it went from awkward and funny to actually being sexy.” Taking a deep breath in, she could feel her face breaking out in a blush. This was going to be one of the most awkward conversations she’d ever had. As she had sat up here, she had gone over her actions again and again. What if she was a lesbian and that’s why she hadn’t had that romance novel type of sex. She didn’t want to come out of the closet if she wasn’t even sure yet. But Gar already knew what had happened, no use in hiding it from him. And right now, she had other things to worry about, not just her sexuality she had recently put into question. “Well, she wanted me to join her. I mean she does have a surplus of lingerie. So, I did. Not for anyone in particular. But as she had put it ‘just in case’. And well….one thing lead to another.” Quickly she pushing the end out, and took a deep breath in. Glancing at Gar, she was surprised to find him simply sitting there as if she were explaining any other event in history. He didn’t look surprised, disturbed, or even humored. “Well, last night she had told me that there was a custom on her planet. The men would leave for several months at a time. And in order to satisfy their needs, the women left at home would simply take care of each other. It created a happier environment for the women so they could carry on as a unit till the men returned. At the time, it somewhat occurred to me that this is earth, but I was a bit tipsy and she was saying it was normal. So, I agreed it must be fine.” Sighing and drumming her fingers, she looked back at Gar. His face reflected the same pain hers did, though he was trying to hide it. “I talked to her after I found out about the video. She didn’t realize it was taped either, but didn’t seem to mind. So, I finally had to ask her. I think I had refused to think about till I was in your room. Knowing there was a video, that it was on her computer with our pictures, and that someone else would probably see it. That Dick would probably see it. It scared me. So, I asked her if she had actually talked to Dick about this. She was confused of course. Till I explained that it’s not a normal practice found on earth. In fact, some would consider it cheating. Okay…” she glanced at him again, “pretty much everyone would. They’re talking now… downstairs.” Without anything left to say she looked back towards to ocean. And after several minutes he spoke. “I’m sure this isn’t the first time a difference in culture has come between them.” He was right of course, but it didn’t make her feel better. Besides, his own face didn’t show total confidence in his words, but he was trying to stay positive. “No, but what if they break up? I destroyed a perfectly good relationship between two of our best friends. I…I…” She didn’t want to say it, so she whispered leaning towards him, “I’m a homewrecker.” He smiled, “I’m sure it’ll all be fine. He’s been pretty cool about seeing things from her perspective on things before. Anyway, they’re a pretty casual couple.” “Yeah, about feeding him worms, not sleeping with someone else.” She muttered. Almost gnawing on her lip, she looked away. It had been almost an hour since Dick had arrived. Raven wanted to know something, just to get the waiting over with. Was he going to be mad, and was Star in there crying? The new guilt of having an upset friend started to worry her. What if he had left and she hadn’t known? Star would be devastated in her room all alone. Suddenly standing, Gar flinched back and looked up at her. “I think I should go check on her. Make sure she’s alright. I have no idea if he’s even still here. I mean what if…” She was starting to get frantic. It wasn’t a feeling she was used to, and feeling the anxiety made the anxiety worse. Till it was the only thing she could focus on. Standing and grabbing her arms again, Gar forced her to be quiet. “I’m sure it’s fine, Rae.” His words were sweet, but still not all that comforting. All of this was her fault, she shouldn’t be sitting on the side lines waiting for an answer. If she needed to be pleading Star’s case, shouldn’t she be down there? Pushing her way out of his arms she started briskly walking through the door and down the stairs. The patting of feet followed her. But she didn’t bother to tell him to go away. If anything, having him follow her, kind of made her feel better. Maybe he would even stand up for their case as well? The hall outside Star’s door was silent. The silence almost made it worse, like a somber depression had rolled over her cheerful friend. And leaning on the door didn’t help, she couldn’t hear anything. Part of her hoped that was good, at least there was no yelling or crying. But another part of her started to think over all the dreadful things that might have already happened. A hand on her back caused her to jump, and floating she moved silently away from him to watch. Gar had moved his own ear up against the door. Initially he stared at the floor, concentrating on what was going on. Anxiously she started clenching her own fingers, twisting or pulling on the opposite hand. For a second she forced herself to close her eyes and breath, she hadn’t been this nervous in a long time. The anticipation of waiting for a bad guy was one thing. She knew what to do then, she was trained in that. But the anticipation of a fight between friends, or worse, the ending of friendships was much worse than she could bear. And the guilt of being the cause was sickening. Gar’s face slowly formed a small smile, and he glanced up at her. Then he looked back down and waited for something. His fangs shown in the low light of the halls as he grinned and began moving from the door. Using his hands, he started pushing her down the hall. She tried to question him, but he simply whispered for her to go on. After a few turns through the halls she had to know what was going on. “Well?” she whispered. “Heh, I can tell you he’s certainly not angry.” He kept his voice equally low and smiled down at her. She understood his meaning. “Just because he’s not mad now, doesn’t mean he wasn’t at one point. But at least they made up, I guess.” She looked down but caught his noise of disagreement. “Ehh…” “What?” He hesitated, regarding her for a few seconds before answering. “If he had been upset about it, I doubt they would be watching the evidence right now.” “WHAT?!” Despite trying to whisper, the shrillness in her voice caused him to jump. Her voice rarely made this sound. Sticking his hands out to calm her down he continued. “If it makes it any better, I think he really likes it.” Then with a hint of sultriness, “Apparently, you make one hell of a movie.” He waggled his eye brows for effect. “That doesn’t make it better!” She growled. Though his now casual demeanor and relaxed posture started to rub off on her. Maybe things wouldn’t be so bad.” Groaning, she put her hands over her face and leaned into the wall, burring her face in shame. “Why is this happening? This isn’t real.” “Rae.” He leaned against the wall, “Honestly, don’t beat yourself up. Do you regret it?” “Of c..” he cut her off. “No, think about it. Dick aside, since he obviously isn’t mad. Do you regret it? I recall you looking quite happy this morning. I think you even popped your hip out a bit more when you leaned on your door. A little more comfortable and confident than usual.” Raven paused, though still covering her face with her hands. It was odd having Gar tell her to think rationally. She did recall the pure joy she felt when she woke this morning. And everything they had done. Star had introduced her to a strange toy she had brought back from her own world. Raven had at least one orgasm because of that particular toy. It was a lot of firsts for Raven, first night having more than one orgasm, first time having someone else use a toy on her, and certainly first woman. If Dick wasn’t a problem, and she just thought about the two of them, it was an easy answer. “No,” she sighed. “I guess I don’t.” It was a calming revelation. She had thoroughly enjoyed the night. Nothing was going to come of it. No undying love and eternal devotion. It was just two friends enjoying each other, just as Star had said. “Everything worked out just fine. Maybe he even supports this whole tradition she has. He is gone a lot after all. From what I understand he isn’t even that great about calling in when he’s wrapped up in a case elsewhere. Most human beings need, well… most people need some sort of tenderness from time to time. And I’m sure an extrovert like her needs a bit more than someone like him. Hey,” he leaned towards her, “at least now you aren’t a homewrecker.” Groaning, Raven started opening a portal to slip back to her room. As she stepped in, she could hear Gar chuckle and walk away.
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