STORY TITLE :: Don't Bother


The pairing will be:







Summary :: Everyone is in a mental hospital, for one thing or another, but when they get in, they see each other as annoying, will there description on each other change the more they get to know each other?

Chapter Title :: I'm not Okay (I Promise)

Rating Of Chapter :: T/M

Rating Of Story :: M

Ages ::

Argent / Alli Amethyst - 16

Jinx / Luna Amethyst - 17

Gizmo / Gregori James - 17

Bumble Bee / Rynn Ruth - 18

Rae / Rachel Roth - 18

Red X / Vladimir Aura - 18

Kid Flash / Wally West - 18

Star / Kori Kelly - 18

BB / Garfield Logan - 19

Robin / Richard Grayson - 19

Cy / Victor Stone - 19

Blackfire / Sage Kelly - 19

Rachel stared out the window of the common room. Kori was sitting at the table with Richard and Vlad playing Bullshit. Alli, Luna, and Gregori were playing the Wii on their new Flat Screen TV. Sage was still asleep in her room. Victor and Rynn were in the kitchen trying to unlock to fridge. As a punishment for Wally and Garfield getting into a fight, they have restricted our eating privileges. Everyone but Victor and Rynn didn't mind. With Rynn being pregnant, she's eating for two. But when she gets an extreme craving for a sandwich, Victor has to deal with her wrath of hatred for Slade.

Rachel got up and walked over to Richard, Kori and Vladimir. Richard looked at her as she took a seat between Vlad and himself. Sage walks in with Rynn and Victor behind her. Sage is still in her PJ's, a black tank with purple sweat pants. She takes a seat in between Rachel and Vlad. Victor and Rynn take the seat on the floor in front of the window.

"When is he coming back?" Rachel whispered, pulling her sweater over her chest and crossing her arms over it.

Kori frowned and set down her cards, "I am sure Garfield will be back soon, Rachel. We just have to be patient."

Rachel shoved the hood over her head, "I'm tired of being patient! It's the eighth day! Slade never keeps people in containment for that long!"

Vlad leaned back in his chair and set down three cards, "Three fives."

"Bullshit." Richard called without looking at his cards.

Vlad grumbled something before picking up the pile of cards on the middle, leaving the Ace of Spades in the middle.

"Rachel had a point, Kori. The longest I've heard Slade keep someone in containment was six days." Richard said, picking up his cards.

He looked at his cards and sent down one upside-down, "One Two."

Kori shook her head, "It doesn't matter what Slade's record is. We just need to stop worrying. Slade always puts people in different containment rooms, so Garfield is fine."

"It's not Garfield I'm worried about," Richard mumbled.

The doors to the main entrance of the wing opened and in walked Diana with a cart of meds. Slade walked slowly behind her, surgical mask on, eyes looking as sharp as metal, and slicked back hair.

"Diana will unlock the refrigerator for you today, once Mr. Logan and West come back," says Slade, "But for now, it's Medication time."

He called the kids in order, each taking their meds (including Sage). He told them that tomorrow would be Visitation Day, parents, siblings, and friends could visit.

"I know that some of you will not get to see anyone," He looks at Rachel, "But that doesn't mean you won't be able to go to the Visitation room. All members of this wing will be in the room."

Everyone nodded and turned back to whatever they were doing. Slade sighed and walked back to the door, opening it with his key card, walking out.

Diana sighed and looked at the kids, "Since it's going to be Visitation Day tomorrow, Slade thinks it would be a good idea to write a short paragraph about how sorry you are, for whatever you did to get in here, and give it to whoever comes and sees you."

"Blasphemy!" Sage said, slamming her hand on the table.

Diana sighed, "I know you don't like that idea, neither do I! But it's Slade's call. I'll bring you some paper and markers soon." Diana walked to the door and opened it with her key card, she walked out too.


Garfield finally fell asleep that seventh night. He slept on the floor, but at least he slept. He woke up to a loud bang on the metal door. He slowly opened his eyes and sat up, looking at the door. Wally was banging on the door, screaming. Gar rolled his eyes and leaned on the wall, moving his legs to his chest and left his hands at his sides.

Wally kept screaming and slamming on the door. Garfield was getting annoyed.

"Dude," says Garfield, "What the hell are you doing?"

Wally looked back at him and growled, "What's it to you?"

"Well, you woke me up with whatever the hell you're doing, and it's getting annoying." Garfield rubbed his eyes with the heel of his hand.

"I want out. I'm going mad in here!" He started to bang on the door again, screaming to let him out.

"Hey! If you don't quit it we're going to spend more time in here!" Garfield got up and pulled Wally away from the door. As Garfield restrained Wally, they heard the door unlock. Garfield moved away from Wally and stared at the door.

The door opened and Slade was standing behind it.

"Well, both your days are up. Time to send you back to the wing." Slade motioned for them to follow him. Wally smirked as he passed Garfield to follow Slade. Garfield followed last.

The walk was full of Slade asking us question on why what we did was wrong and what we could of done to prevent it.

"Wally, what could you have done to prevent Mr. Logan from starting a fight with you?" Slade asked, taking out a key card and opening the door to the next wing they have to walk through.

"Called Rachel ugly?" Wally laughed.

Garfield held in his anger, Show indifference.

Slade stopped and looked at Wally, "I'm sorry, was the suppose to be funny?"

Garfield chuckled under his breath. Wally's face grew red and he frowned. Slade started walking again.

"Now, tell me the real answer." Slade put his hands back behind his back.

Wally sighed, "I could have not said anything."

"Good. And Mr. Logan? What could you have done?" Slade took out his key card again and opened the door to the last wing they would have to walk through.

Garfield thought for a moment, "Ignored him."

"Good, Good."

The rest of the walk was silent. Slade walked them to their wing and opened the door with his key card. He motioned for them to walk in first. Wally and Garfield walked in. Slade closed the door behind them, him on the other side.

Garfield walked past Wally and bumped into someone as he turned the corner into the common room.


Rachel spent the next hour playing Bullshit with Kori and Richard. Sage, Vlad, Alli, and Luna were playing Guitar Hero 5. Gregori, Rynn and Victor were watching them and cheering them on. Rynn sang along with the song 'You Give Love a Bad Name.'

Rachel listened closely for the main wing door, just incase Garfield came. The next hour went by. Rachel, Kori, and Richard were on their third game of Bullshit. And Rachel still hasn't heard the door open.

Rachel sighed and put her cards down, "This is taking to long."

Kori nodded, "I'm getting tired of this game too."

Rachel laughed a little, "I mean the Garfield thing."

"Oh," says Kori, her face blushing red. Richard laughed and kissed Kori's cheek, "I think it's cute when you blush, Koko."

Kori blushed even more.

Rachel got up, "I think I'm going to take a nap." Kori and Richard nodded, "Alright, hope you sleep." Rachel nodded to them and pulled her hood over her head as she walked out of the common room. As she was about to turn she bumped into someone.

"Sor-," Rachel looked up, "ry…"

"Hey, Rachel." Garfield smiled at her.

Tears pricked Rachel's eyes, "Garfield!" She threw her arms over his shoulders and kissed him. He smiled into the kiss and wrapped his arms around her waist. Wally stood behind them, his arms cross and an angry look on his face.

"I can't believe you would kiss that whore!" Wally laughed a little.

Rachel pulled away from Garfield and looked at Wally.

"Bite me." Rachel growled. She turned away, grabbing Garfield's hand and walked back into the common room. Wally heard some 'Welcome Back's' and some cheers. He was becoming irritated. He starts walking to his room, 311. He opens the door to find that the bed wasn't his anymore. He frowned, they must of put him with that short annoying kid. He cracked his knuckles and walked to room 312 and saw this his stuff was scattered on and around the bed. He growled and slammed the door shut.


Garfield sat in the bottom bunk of his an Victors beds. He was leaning on the wall and staring at the sheet of paper in front of him. Rachel was on the floor, writing away with a crappy, vinegar smelling marker. Garfield looked at his marker. It was purple, but when it wrote it came out black. It smelt like vinegar, yet it worked. The only thing he really hated about this marker is that it wasn't a pencil, or a pen. Slade didn't trust them with sharp objects.

Garfield sighed and set the marker down, "I'm gonna get some juice, Rach. Want anything?" Garfield moved off the bed and stood up. Rachel thought for a moment, "Ham and cheese sandwich?"

Garfield smiled, "Of course, Rach."

Garfield walked out and walked down the call to the small kitchen. Garfield didn't even know if you would call it a kitchen. It had a sink, cabinets and counters, and a fridge. No stove. No oven. Nothing to burn of cut ourselves with. Garfield sighed and walked to the fridge. He got out two cartons of apple juice and the last ham and cheese sandwich. He shut the fridge with his foot and walked back to the room.

Rachel thanked him as he handed her apple juice and the sandwich. Garfield smiled and sat back on his bed. He opened his juice and drank it as he stared blankly at the paper. Rachel took the plastic wrap off the sandwich and looked up at Garfield and frowned.

"Still don't know what to write?" Rachel asked.

Garfield nodded. Rachel got up and sat next to him. She took a bite of her sandwich and chewed quickly before swallowing.

"Alright. So, are you sorry for what you did?" Rachel asked.

"No. My dad and brother tortured my mother! Why would I be sorry for killing them after they killer her?" says Garfield.

Rachel nodded, "Same thing with me."

"No one is even coming to see us! It's not like we have any…" Garfield trailed off.

"Okay. So you're not sorry, nothing is wrong with that. All you have to do is bullshit them." Rachel smirked.

"Bullshit who?" Garfield looked at her as she took another bite of her sandwich. She chewed and swallowed.

"Slade," says Rachel.

"Slade is so easy to bullshit." Garfield laughed.

"Exactly, and you are the master at bullshitting people! So, this should be easy for you!" Rachel smiled and kissed his cheek. She crawled off the bed and went back on the floor and wrote one last sentence while eating her sandwich.

Garfield looked down at his paper and got an idea. He started to write.