Here it is! Part three! Hopefully I get lots of review like I did for my last two stories, which would be much appreciated! ;)
I always thought that the reason I catch her when she falls is because I don't want her to get hurt. That I couldn't live with myself if something happened to her, and I could have done something to prevent it. After all she is my teammate, not to mention my best friend.
Yes, that's what I wish the reason would be. Well, she is my best friend. I can't remember feeling so strongly about someone, knowing that they'll always be there for me, no matter how tough a situation seems.
I also think it's because of my parents; then again everything leads back to them eventually. The whole reason I became Robin in the first place was for my parents, for revenge. I guess the name and persona just kind of stuck over the years.
Anyway, I guess it has to do with them also. If she ever fell to her death like them…I just don't think I could take another blow like that.
But…lately…it seems like those reasons don't mean anything anymore. I've denied any feelings I've ever had because of our responsibilities. It would be selfish to put my own needs over the city's. It's not like I'm good at expressing myself either.
So yeah, she's there, she's real, she's still hoping that I'll change my mind about us. Sometimes I wish she would just give up, but she's not like that. She's persistent, and that only makes things harder. I suppose I didn't really help things by kissing her too. That just fueled her hope. Every time she thinks I'm pulling her closer, in reality I'm pushing her even farther away.
I don't like her like that. I don't…but now it's getting harder to keep believing that.
And it's all I can do to believe…
I always thought that the reason I catch her when she falls is because I don't want her to get hurt.
But lately I've been thinking it's for a different reason.