Young Justice: College AU | Complete

Chapter 22

It was quiet as she walked down the snowy sidewalk. Hands stuffed in the pockets of her jacket. Cars were speeding by on the road as their head lights lit up her dark eyes. Her bag was on ber bag as it jingled with every step she took. There were plenty of pencils hitting one another inside of it. Her nails were scratching at the inside of the jacket. Over all she felt like hell and didn't want to be here.

The street lights illuminated her path making the snow twinkle. It crunched underneath her boots in a satisfying noise. A yawn escaped her lips as she glanced up at the sky. It was quite dark now and she was hungry. The phone in her pocket buzzed as she answered. "Roquette speaking" her voice was so dull and boring. "My love, are you okay?" it was his voice over the phone. Her pace quickened as she turned onto the street that was lined with Townhouses.

Looking at their house she saw that the lights were on. Ending the call she frantically ran towards the house. Tears brimming at her dark eyes threatening to fall. Bursting through the front door she ran into the living room. He was standing there, he was really there. Dropping the bag it hit the hardwood floor with a thud. "Roquette-" he abruptly stopped his sentence when she hugged him.

Her sobs being muffled by his thin white dress shirt. Everything was feeling so dull around here lately and it was scary. "Please don't leave me again" she cried out. He was at a loss for words at the moment. Kaldur has never seen her like this before. When she was alone her thoughts haunted her greatly. "P-please Kal" she begged pressing her face further into his dress shirt. Hand clutching the white fabric tightly. His arms went around her as he held her tight. "Calm down my love" he whispered into his ear. Everything had been stressful for the both of them lately. The tears tears continued to flow freely down her cheeks as he spoke.

"Roquette what is the matter?" he asked in a soft voice.

"You keep leaving and-and you never call! I feel so alone Kal and I was so close-so close to.....nevermind" she said as she sniffled.

They walked over to the couch as she sat in between his legs hugging him. It was as if he were her life line. His hand combed through her shirt brunette hair as she wiped her tears. "They've given me a break for a couple months. I came to talk about something that has been bothering me as of late" he said as she nodded into his chest. It was silent again until he let out a long sigh. "My father-my real father has made contact with me" he said breaking the silence.

Immediately she sat up and stared at him confused. Head tilting slightly to the side as she furrowed her eyebrows. "What do you mean?" she asked as he sat up to face her. A look of conflict swimming in his eyes. "Arthur has been lying to me and so had my parents" he said as she frowned. Her hand moving up to rest against his cheek. "Hey you'll always have me" her voice was barely above a whisper when she spoke. For once she felt a peace.

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The talk with her professor wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. He just asked about her poem and what inspired her to write it. The cold air hit her like she was walking into a brick wall. It was bitter and made her nose and tips of her ears red. Hands stuffed into her pockets she began her walk. Gotham was actually nice if you got rid of the garbage and criminals. She wasn't surprised when someone grabbed her and pinned her to the alley wall.

Her grey eyes narrowed at the culprit. A knife was held to her throat, the cool edge of the blade barely touching her olive skin. "Gimme ya money lady" he demanded. The Jersey accent he had was thick as he spoke. "Don't have any. I was just in class" she said in an emotionless voice. Her father was horrible but she was taught some useful things. "Don't screw around!" he shouted as she rolled her eyes. Within a second he was pinned against the wall as she threw the knife away.