Blue Jay's Flight

Take the Blame

I woke up and rolled over. I winced in pain and took an intake of air. "Jesus," I hissed under my breath. Sure, I could fly, but why couldn't I heal quickly? That would've been convieniant. I relaxed my body and tried to make the pain ebb away. It didn't work out too well. Damn will-power.

"Hey," Superboy's voice said and I saw him walk up and over to me. "How're you feeling?"

I groaned in response and he laughed. "You took one hell of a beating. When Batman told me all of your injuries, I almost went to the Joker myself! But, M'gann, Wondergirl, Robin, and Beastboy are handling everything. Nightwing tried to go with, and so did I, but they wouldn't let us. Batman said that this was something the younger members needed to do. M'gann is only there to supervise."

A flash of pain crossed his face and I tilted my head. "What happened between you?"

"Nothing!" he said WAY too quickly.

I gave him a look with a lifted eyebrow that I made obvious that I didn't believe him.

He sighed. "We...we used to be together, but then...she did something that I got pissed off about. Then, she tried to make me forget that I was upset with her. But I recognized her mind touch and, well, I broke up with her."

"Ouch," I whispered hoarsly and sat up. "That royally sucks dude. I'm sorry."

I hissed in pain again and he placed a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, take it easy," he said. "You're going to be in a lot of pain for a little while now. You broke almost all of your ribs and your cheek is bigger then my hand!"

I groaned in protest, but didn't fight it anymore. I knew that he was right; I HAD taken some nice blows.

"Superboy!" Superman called out. "I need to speak with you!"

"Coming!" he replied and then looked back to me. "Get better, okay? And don't move from that bed, alright? You'd probably pass out from just trying to stand up straight."

I laughed back and winced in pain from my sides. Suddenly, I spotted Nightwing lurking in the doorway.

"Hey, strange Boy Wonder standing in the doorway not bothering to say 'hello'," I whispered as loudly as I could.

Nightwing finally stepped in with his arms folded and he leaned against the doorway. He seemed pissed about something.

"What?"

He pursed his lips slightly. "You an Superboy, huh?"

"What?!" I said loudly and cried out in pain as dots danced across my vision from the effort of that voice. "What are you talking about? I barely know the guy. In fact, you're the only person I really KNOW here. Besides, we were just talking. He was just making sure that I was alright. What? Are you JEALOUS?"

"What?" he protested back. "That'sRIDICULOUS!"

"Really?" I pressed. "'Cause you seemed awfully pissed about something."

He opened his mouth to reply, but no words came out. "Th-that is none of your business!"

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah SURE! A fine job you are doing of 'saving' me."

He sneered. "At least I'm actually making an effort to change something!"

"I never asked for your God damn help!" I spat back out loudly this time and didn't react when my sides protested. "YOU'RE the one who kidnapped me you asshole!"

I started to black out, but there was no way in hell that I was going to loose this argument because I passed out. I held with a iron grip to consciousness. I was going to have the last damn word!

Nightwing's fists clenched and he looked away. "But you needed it! Whether to want to admit it or not! Why can't you see that?"

"Because!" I retorted and didn't realize how upset I was until I felt my eyes water up. What the HELL?! I forced them back and continued to glare at him. "Go away! I don't want to talk to you!"

Nightwing looked a bit hurt, but he did as I said and stormed off. Just then, Batman had walked up and he watched Nightwing leave. "Wow," he said and looked to me. "We could here you at the other side of the mountain. You shouldn't be yelling when your wounds are still trying to heal."

I snorted. "Whatever."

Batman obviously wasn't the best with teenage advice, so he simply walked away awkwardly. I relaxed my body and I was throbbing all over the place. Damn, I didn't realized how much effort yelling really took. I suddenly felt bad for yelling at Nightwing like that. He didn't really deserve it either. I just felt so CONFLICTED! I didn't know how the hell I was supposed to feel! I was so used to hating and resenting him, and now all I wanted to do was apologize and give him a hug.

I was loosing my edge!