It Burns For a Moment, but Then it Molds You

Chapter ten: Selfish

a/n: I like adding some things into my stories that happen irl because it makes writing more fun, currently i just got home from my trip with my family from disneyland so i'll be more frequent in updating I'm also gonna start diving into more storylines and plots from this point on, including Robin stuff and red hood mentions and things such as that, also some time drake cameos and Dick Grayson ones, so expect some references every here and there.
-this is also a bit of a short chapter, but i plan to at least do three, possibly four and even at the most five updates tonight. I wouldn't count on five, but if it happens then it happens.

Again, it happened again. Jason shoved you off, and didn't give you a good explanation as to why. Lately he's been pulling up excuses out of his ass to get out of being with you, it seemed. If he doesn't want you around himself,, then all he had to do was say so. Not give you bullcrap excuses when you catch him in a lie.

"Wait, so we're excluding Jason from our trip in three years?" Layla asked, pulling the sucker out of her mouth and tossing it into the trashcan nearby. The classroom was silent, it was afterschool, normally Jason would be here, but you've grown use to not seeing him after school right away anymore. Or so you tell yourself.\

"No, well I mean yes. But he excluded himself. You haven't seen it, have you? The way he keep's pushing us away-"
"You mean you away?"
"Yeah, No that's not what I mean. He's always so busy-"
A loud smack cut you off, Layla had raised her hand to you and landed a pretty good slap across your face, which caused you to lean back and fall onto the ground behind your chair.

Your body collided with the ground in a loud slam, your back arching in pain as your eyes rolled white due to the utter shock it sent you. You managed to get spit on the side of your face, wiping it off with the denim sleeve of Jasons old jacket, you cringed and raised your hand to your face and yelled.

"What the hell was that?!"
"Shut up, his parents literally just died, and you're expecting him to give you his full and undivided attention?!" Layla yelled, she slammed herself upwards and got up out of her seat, shoving the chair back. She made a step towards you but Maja and James, another one of your friends that was well with Jason too, well he was more of Jason's friend. He grabbed her from behind and locked her hands above her head, groaning as she fought against him to try and get out of his grasp.

"That's enough, (Y/n) has a point and so do you." James said, his dark brown hair moving in front of his eyes as he restrained the violent Layla. Her bright purple hair illuminating in the setting sunlight.

"He was taken in as a ward recently, he's been really busy lately with god knows what, and Layla's right, yes his parents did just die. Not just, but they did die within the last six months. You remember what he was like right after his mom passed, running around in the streets, stealing anything he could get his hands on, (Y/n) isn't being selfish and I'm also not saying that she's completely right. She's just worried. Now if the two of you could shut the hell up, then that'd be great." James yelled, stomping a foot down onto the ground and groaning. Jason had a temper, and basically everyone in this group of misfit kids had one too. James had it almost as bad as Jason did.

Layla calmed down, huffed and blew a strand of purple hair out of her face before loosening in James's grip. Everyone knew that she had a thing for him, but it wasn't returned. Unlike how you and Jason were, their feelings were only one sided. So whenever it has something to do with you and Jason, and James gets involved? Layla becomes a bit violent.

"Whatever. I'm going out to find him." With that said, Layla straightened her white jacket and dusted off her shoulder, glaring at you before stomping out of the room. Maja stood with a straight face, though her bottom lip quivered at a thought that came to mind. She glanced at the floor while James extended a firm hand to pull you up off the floor.

You scoffed, and swatted his hand away from your vision. Using a desk to pull yourself up, you left the room just as quickly as Layla did but made sure to walk in the other direction.

Without Jason? Maja and James knew that not only was this friendship falling apart, but so were the people who associated themselves with Jason. Using Shiloh as an example, she just up and stopped being around them for some reason as of today.

James watched as the sun was now completely set, which is when you left the building. He trusted his gut that you would get home without getting hurt or anything like that. Biting down on his lower lip, he failed to notice Maja grasping at the tips of his fingers with her cold hand. Trying to hold his hand or at least get his attention, to make him stop worrying about you so much.

But he felt a really deep reason to worry, that for some odd reason something might happen to you this late, this dark out tonight.