Kaldur's Pain

Break point

Two months went by since Kaldur returned home. The League was treating Kaldur no different, but his team was giving him space. The Team knew that Kaldur was still processing what happened to him. He honestly opened himself up more to his team more than to his own mentor. The Team would talk to him in his room, only one or two of them. Sometimes they would talk for hours and it usually would ended in Kaldur crying with his friends crying with him. They honestly felt the pain Kaldur poured his heart out to them. M'gann felt the pain that he was in every time he was in her presence for more than ten seconds. Sometimes at the end of their talks, he would cry himself to sleep with tear stains drying on his cheeks.

He was still talking to Manta. No news on his mystery man. Kaldur tried talking to his mother about this but he just ended up hugging her tightly in tears. His mother understood his troubles about letting his emotions out. Kaldur was always fearful of letting Shalina in. He could never explain it. The idea of being emotionally open with his mother just put the fear of Neptune in him.

Shalina would just rub his back and hummed to him softly. When she came to his room, he would be crying from a nightmare or a flashback. She sat on his bed and allowed him to place his head in her lap. She would cradle his head in her lap as if he was a small child and calmly sooth her child. Shalina never asked why he was crying or asked him to talk about the nightmares. She knew that Kaldur would never answer the question anyway. Also that he was still processing what happened to him mentally. She ended up tucking Kaldur back in bed as if he was a again child and kissing his forehead and staying with him for the night. On that rare occasion or two, she would lie down next to him and wrapped her arms around him. Kaldur felt better when she was in the protective embrace of his mother.

Kaldur honestly tried to avoid Tula, Garth, and even his Queen. He didn't want their pity. He had enough pity to go around from the League and his king. Tula tried to talk to him, but he would shut her out. Garth knew that Kaldur wouldn't say anything about what he was feeling. He learned that from when they were children at school. Tula and Garth could tell Kaldur a million and one times that they were here for him but he still wouldn't change his mind on the subject.

This leads to the present. Kaldur sitting by the pool, swinging his legs in the water, alone with his thoughts, when Garth and Tula came to him and sat on both sides of him, Tula on his left and Garth on his right.

"Kaldur, you know that you can talk to us about what happened," Tula said after a few minutes of silences.

"Tula, I know that," Kaldur said with a small sigh.

"Then why are you avoiding us and Queen Mera? Why are you simply refusing to talk to us?" Garth asked feeling slightly annoyed.

"I need time," Kaldur said, telling himself the age old lie.

"It has been two month! How much time could you need!" Garth said growing even more irritated.

"Garth, you are not helping," Tula scowled him.

"This is why I do not tell you about this. You have a short temper and you make it impossible to tell you anything," Kaldur said in an exhausted tone.

"I am allowed to be irritated. You tell those surface dwellers about your trauma instead of your own kind," Garth explained angrily while he stood up in anger.

"With your temper Garth, I am shock that I have not told you anything," Kaldur remarked.

"We only want to help you Kaldur. You are our brother and we love you very much," Tula explained as she placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"I need time. I have to go," Kaldur said as he got up and walked to his room.

Kaldur sat on his bed mentally exhaustion from what happened earlier and called the one person who wouldn't and hasn't pitied him, Roy. He slowed leaned on the bed and waited for an answer.