Shades Of Red (Jason todd/Red hood fanfic)

Chapter 17- Night of horror

That night Damien went back home to Bruce. Jason retreated to his room and I stood in the shower for a long time. The hot water washing away the blood left on my body. The explosion had been reviewed on the news channels and the smallest grainy picture of me throwing it.

After I had turned off the water i stood there my head against the tile. My heart hurt and the stress of the day weighed down on me. I pulled the curtain back wrapping the towel around myself. A small breeze blew in through the window and goosebumps rose up along my arms. I pulled on my t shirt and a pair of Jason's sweatpants i had jacked from his room.

I pulled my hair back into a pony and walk out. Looking at Jason's painted door, my hand on the knob, I sigh. I open it and walk in. He's putting the first aid kit back into the drawer and he slowly turns to look at me. He gives me a small smile and he holds his arm out.

I walk over tucking myself into his side. "You okay?" He asks kissing the top of my head. I nod slowly, Was I okay?

Jason guides us to the bed and we sit down. I lay my head against his shoulder as he gathers me into his lap."I'm amazed at how brave you were today. But please never do that again. I don't know what i would do if you got hurt."

I hold tight to him his skin soft under my fingertips. His breath catches as my fingers run down his chest. I feel him pull the hair tie off and my damp hair falls down around my shoulders. I look up into his green eyes and all I see is love.

I have only a second to breathe before his lips crash into mine. I breathe in the scent of him every part of my body relaxing into his comfort. I pull away resting my forehead against his, "Jason I'm scared."

The ground shaking beneath my feet as the elevator falls. The unheard scream below the noise.

"You are alright. I'm here for you now. Don't worry." His arms hold me tighter and I can't get close enough, I want to melt away never to have to feel this kind of pain again. He shakes his head and lays down with me. Silent tears run down my face

He leans on his elbows above me. He kisses at each tear before they fall. I reach up and touch his face, He lays his hand over mine and kisses me. I taste the salt as he deepens the kiss. Coming back for breath he gently runs his hand down my face to my shoulder.

"It's okay you can cry. I know it's hard."

The fire the moments when I hit the ground, I hadn't known I hadn't meant for it to happen.

I hold my arms around his neck as his hands rub my back and he whispers sweet nothings into my ear. Slowly the night fades.

The boom it what brings me about. The people running in fear. They turn towards me and try to grab the grenades from my hands. They try to take away the knife. I won't let them.

They grab my hands, but i throw them aside. I throw the bomb in the air. I see the video footage of me, unrecognizablr, but still me. I see the elevator fall and the ground shake.

I wake up screaming. Jason is out of bed and standing gun in hand pointing through the room.

I watch as his shoulders lose tension and he lowers the gun. He sits on the bed and lays his hand on my thigh, "Babe?" He says. I squeeze my eyes shut and shake my head.

"Jason it's my fault, My fault." I feel my chest tighten and Jason rubbing his thumb in cirlces.

"Don't do that to yourself Laivey, you didn't mean to and there was no way you could have known."

He pulls the blankets back over him and wraps me against his chest.

It was my fault that the lady was running under the elevator when it fell, when she clutched her child in thier last moments of life. MY fault they died because I threw the grenades.

:( THere you go guys sad but quick