the masquerade girl | beast boy x reader

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Prepare yourself. Need: tissue boxes and buckets

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"(Y/n)! Slow down! You're going to get a ticket, or worse kill us!" Robin and my mom clutched to their seatbelts in the backseat. It was true. I was speeding down the highway, back to the hospital. That's why he wasn't texting or calling. That's why that black car following that ambulance looked so familiar on the way home. This was all my fault,"Please!"

"I..can't!" I hissed, stomping on the gas pedal. I was doing 80. And I was pretty sure a speed machine on one of the shoulders had overheated because of me,"I have to fix this! It's my fault he's like this.."

"(Y/n), listen to me. " Beast Boy spoke from the passenger seat,"If you die, what good would that be? You would crash and never get to say you're sorry to whoever this guy is. And I'm sorry to put it like that, but if you don't slow down, you'll never get the chance to say 'I'm sorry' to him."

"But if I slow down.." I breathed,"He might die.." I pushed to 90, swerving around cars that were below 70. Everything was in a blur. My eyes filled with tears. I should've forgiven him. I shouldn't have punched him.

"Curve!" Robin screeched, as I turned the steering wheel all the way to the right to get around the large curve in the street,"Watch out for that person!" I swerved left, avoiding an old man crossing the street,"(Y/n)! Please!"

"I put him into depression," I said,"So shut up, sit back and ride. We're almost there." The car got quiet. And all that was heard was me pushing on the gas pedal. My mom was about to cry, and the two boys were not helping. If I had just.. let it go. I could've still been with him. I could've forgiven him. But i didnt. And now he's on his death bed and all I can think about is how I punched at him and swore at him. I told him to never talk to me again, I told him to stop calling me (N/N). Right now, that's all I wanted him to say. My nickname. I made a left hook into the hospital parking lot and parked in the nearest parking space. I was the first to jump out, slam the door and rush into the building.

"(Y/n)! Wait!" Beast Boy cried, but I wasn't stopping. I looked straight ahead and sprinted through the glass double doors.

"Let her go.." my mom said behind me. I slammed my fists on the front desk, and glared into the lady's eyes.

"Where is he?" I quizzed, breathing harder than I ever had,"What room? What's the number? Tell me now!"

"Slow down, who is it that your looking for dear?" She asked politely. I shook my head and pulled at the ends of my hair.

"Jace.. Jace Hollens. Son of Daisy and Rick Hollens. Where is he?"

"Let me check." He fingers flew across the computer keyboard, while I bit my nails nervously. I don't have time for this bullshit,"Room 46F, on the sixth flo-"

"Okay, thank you." I spat, heading towards the elevator. I jammed the button repeatedly, hearing it ding more than once, before I decided to take the stairs. I shoved past patients and visitors, my heart pounding against my ribcage. I wasn't even supposed to hate that he could be possibly dead. Most girls would love to see the one that crushed their heart to die slowly and painfully. But I wasn't like most girls. I guess that's why he liked me in the first place. I was my own person.

(Y/n) is (Y/n) is (Y/n). And so was everyone else.

I took a right down one of the wards. It was the 30-50F section. I was close. The moans and groans of the other patients were the only things ringing in my ears, and Jace dead was the only thing I could think about. I found his room, finally. I was scared to step in, so I peeked in through the window. There he was, lyimg there just like I was a few weeks ago. Only, his state was more brutal to look at. He was paler than I could ever imagine, his eyes barely staying open as he watched his mother on the other side comfort him and carress his cheek left cheek. He was turned away from me, his heart monitor barely beeping, so slow that it took a good three seconds for each zig zag to appear. He was breathing slowly with a wrap around his head.

He shot himself in the head.

Very few people survive that..

I felt tears slipping down my cheeks, as I pushed open the door. His mother looked up at me with a smile. I smiled back weakly at her, whiping my escaped tears from my cheeks.

"Mom.." he muttered,"Who is that?"

"Th-that's," she stuttered, beginning to cry as well. I sniffed and rushed over to hug her. She sobbed on my shoulder loudly, and I could feel my shirt getting damp. I turned to Jace and walked to his side.

"Baby girl-I mean.." he coughed a little. I shook my head, feeling my bottom lip trembling.

"I'm so sorry.." I sniffed,"This is all my fault. I'm sorry I never forgave you.." Tears spilled down my cheeks more than I thought they ever could. I was crying so hard, I couldn't see him clearly.

"No, don't you dare say that. Don't apologize okay?" He pulled his shakey hand up to my cheek and brushed my tears with his thumb,"Im sorry for being a douche to you. I'm sorry..for cheating on you. I'm so sorry baby girl.." I couldn't help it. I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him.

"Please be okay.. please don't die.." I muttered,"Please don't leave me, Jace."

"I'm gonna be okay.." He kissed my hair,"It's gunna be okay. I was..stupid for shooting myself anyway.."

"Don't say that..you weren't thinking." I laughed softly. Albeit, this was no laughing matter. He wasn't going to be okay. I knew he wasn't.

"I l-love you, (Y/n).." He mumbled, his breathing getting heavier. Like it was a struggle for him to move his chest. I wasn't even on his chest, so it couldn't have been me. I knew I had Beast Boy, and that he was basically my boyfriend, but Jace was on his deathbed. I had to say it.

"I love you too, Jace." I kissed his cheek softly. The monitor beside me began beeping wildly. I thought I hit it or something, but when I saw Jace's eyes fluttering, I knew something was wrong,"No no no no no, Jace." I pat his cheek,"Jace stay with me!" He stared at me for what felt like forever, his eyelids slowly closing,"Jace no! Please, I love you. Please don't do this to me! Jace!"

"Move out of the way!" A doctor hollered from the door way. I was pulled away from him by his mom, my face flushed and wet,"C'mon son, stay with me."

"I..I can't. I love...love you (Y..." His eyes shut, and never opened again. I listened to the long beep of the monitor, crying harder than I ever did, praying that they could save him. But they couldn't. And they didn't. It felt like a piece of me left, and died with him.

I sat in my car, my head on the steering wheel, hoping that all of this was just a dream, and that I would wake up and call Jace and he would answer. But it wasn't a dream. Jace was gone, and I was still on this Earth. This cruel heap of rock, dirt and water, missing him.

"It's okay, Baby girl. I can drive if you want me to." My mom said in the passenger seat next to me. Beast Boy rubbed my shoulder from the back seat, and Robin sat back, saying nothing.

"No.." I sighed after a beat of silence,"I'm fine..I got this."

Do I?