I don't like it when I get all these awesome ideas… and then I have writer's block for my chapter story
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans
Summary: It was only a dream
Friendship Pairings: None
The three teenagers took the communicators and looked at them. A boy with spiky hair then said, "When there's trouble you know who to call."
It faded away.
Robin woke up with a jolt. He was sweating and breathing heavily. Why did he have that dream? It just brought back painful memories. Of when she was here. When she was actually here with him and there by his side.
He held his head in his hands as he wiped the sweat from his forehead. He kept the tears from falling from his eyes. If only…
He brought his hands back down and clutched the sheets in his hands. His knuckles turning white…
Suddenly, he fell back on his pillow and went back to sleep.
Darkness. He was in complete and total darkness. She was falling from the sky in a blur, a green blur. He couldn't do anything… nothing would make his legs move from that spot. In her green blur… blood was falling from her neck… her cut neck. She wasn't breathing. She wouldn't move.
Her heart wouldn't beat.
And it was his entire fault.
Robin jolted up from his bed… again. "STARFIRE!" he screamed into the darkened room. He shook as he looked down at his hands. They seemed to be bloody… bloody with her blood. He balled his hands into fists and finally tears brimmed his eyes.
He didn't let them fall.
Robin fell back down on his pillow.
He sat at her grave. Her name plastered on the stone. Along with a saying. It said:
'Starfire… a wonderful girl.
A truly caring friend.
June 11, 1990- June 8, 2006'
He looked up from the stone and stood up. He looked at his loving wife and… to his amazement… kicked dirt at her grave and… laughed… he walked away with his wife.
Robin shot up from bed for the third time that night. "I… I wouldn't do that… I wouldn't do that!" he screamed and hugged himself.
Robin was going crazy.
Why did she have to die?
Why couldn't she have lived?
Why did he have to be so stupid?
Why couldn't he have died instead?
Why did he have to kill her?
No… not Slade.
He didn't kill her… even though he slit her throat… he didn't kill her.
And Robin knew it.
"I'm so sorry Starfire… I'm so very sorry…" Robin held his head in his hands.
"You… you do not have to be sorry…" He knew that voice. He looked up from his hands to see a see through Starfire. She was light… just barely visible but… she was there. "It was not your fault." She walked closer to him and was going to sit on his bed but when she put her hand through… it went through the mattress.
"Yes it was! If I didn't run… you'd… you'd be alive…"
"No, I would have been dead even if you did not run! Slade would have slit my throat any way Robin… it is not your fault… it is his…"
"It's not! It's not, Starfire! Stop trying to tell me it isn't!" He looked away from her and down to the bed. "Stop trying to be so kind to me Star… I'm a murderer… I killed you… I killed you!" When he looked back up at her… she was gone.
"I… I killed the one thing I loved."
Robin fell back on his pillow and fell asleep…
He never woke up.
There! I gave you a second chapter!