The JSA was just made, and many mysteries are still to be found. With Stephaine Queen running around between Star, Gotham City, and Blue Valley. And now the JSA which is still facing memories from past encounters with the ISA. And the other members...
Zero. "Even if I'm gone for a time, it never means that I won't come back."
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― LOOKING BACK AT THE PACKED BAG BESIDE MY NIGHTSTAND I LOOKED AT A PHOTO OF MAYA AND I FROM EIGHTH GRADE. When we dressed up for a stereotypical day together for our spirit week. We both were dressed as Geeks due to us both being the same geeks that we are now. Both of us were smiling standing next to Cameron who was also dressed as a geek, but behind us was him...him looking at both of us; Henry when he dressed as a jock but I never noticed until now how he looked at us both.
I remembered the way my heart fluttered all the time when I looked at him in eighth grade. He was starting to grow into his looks as we were about to go to highschool four months later. Which if we knew then it would change our lives, Maya, Cameron, Henry and mine. We would no longer be the same people we were then in that moment frozen in time.
Maya lost her brother, and father even if he was a supervillain. Cameron lost his father, and his aunt is going through a midlife crisis. And lastly, Henry died saving Courtney, Rick, Beth, Yolanda, and I from his father who tried to kill us that day in the tunnel. He admitted his feelings right then and there before his death.
The three words, "I love you." have never stopped since then, and they have been there like music but also in my nightmares that taunt me every night.
After Christmas I couldn't stop every night thinking about what it would have been like differently if he was alive. How everything would be for Maya, Cameron, and I. Maybe then Cameron's father wouldn't be dead, but in jail at the worst. Maya would be so much better with her growing issues in her mentality. But I feel like I would have had something, the thing I wanted since that day when I was twelve. To love Henry King, my best friend's brother, I know ewww, but deep down I cared about him, and tried to push the feelings away first. But every time I saw him, I could see a young boy who I met once who was awkward and shy for the longest time.
Today, instead I mourn the loss of him, and bear the pain of knowing what happened to Jordan Mahkent, and Henry. How they truly died. But it's not like someone could help me outside of the JSA, outside of my household here in Blue Valley. Because everyone would look at me thinking I'm a murderer, or a teenager who is just mourning and making her imagination go wild thinking that is what happened.
Folding up my next shirt, I placed it over one of my pairs of dark blue jeans with the cuffs at the bottom that I folded neatly into my duffle bag. Then I continued to pack a few more things like my black canary suit, and my favorite leather jacket. After continuing for a few hours I looked up to see the rising sun peaking through the blinds in my room. Smiling, I knew that I had to leave now or I would never be able to leave, including when it came to leaving my best friends, and the team...not the family that I was given. But I need to find who I need to be...
Sneaking down the stairs of the manor that Maya has let us stay in for the past couple weeks I was never more grateful to have her in this time. But I sat a note down on the table before quickly sneaking out to the garage to grab my motorcycle. Silently rolling it down the driveway I look one last time up at the house where the roses are blooming, a new day they show. A new day indeed, a new story for me.
Putting my helmet on I quickly start the engine and ride out onto the clear road of Blue Valley. Deep down I knew something was going to happen when I was gone. But it all was pushed away as I drove past the town of Blue Valley, to the gym that Larry Crock owned, who I thought was a good man. All the way to the diner on the mainstreet of the town. Where the laughter of Cameron, Maya, and I ran through my memories.
The sun was now starting it's way up the clouds, looking at my watch I noticed it was only 5:30 in the morning and I needed to continue before Maya or Helena would awake. Or anyone on the team, I just didn't need them to come after me. As I continued down the road I passed the Pit stop feeling the warm yet wet tears streaming down my eyes under my helmet as I quickly passed by the Mahkent mansion, and then the Whitmore Dugan house. And then near Tyler's old house before I saw the leaving Blue Valley sign where I looked back before continuing my way down the road into Missouri.
"No matter what happens, will you stand by my side?" I heard the small voices of memories in my head continue.
"Always King. Always."
Maybe sometimes love leads to lies. I wished I could always be there for you Maya, but I just can't find myself right now. I feel like I'm being trapped into the cage that Blue Valley has made on me. A trap that I need to escape before it's too late and I fall into the same fate as my parents...lost, or worse dead. Why couldn't the story be so simple? Why did we have to crumble like this Maya? I hope you can fight through your pain without me. I hope you can be ok.
