I Feel Better With You Around

7k Special Part 2

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SUICIDAL ATTEMPTS. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

(Y/N) closed her eyes again and let the sensation run through her mind. The bright light flashed and she opened her eyes.

She looked around. She was in some sort of school yard. Pre-teens were laughing and yelling in joy. All except for one.

"So your an orphan? Have you even been adopted yet?" A kid sneered at the one individual who was unhappy. "N-no... but someday I will!" It was a girl. She had black hair, black pearl earrings, and thick rimmed, black glasses. "Ha! I doubt it," another kid joined in, "With the way you look, you'll be lucky to be adopted before college!" The words hurt the girl, making tears appear in her eyes. (Y/N) couldn't put her finger on who this was supposed to be, but the girl looked oddly familiar. The whole situation pained (Y/N) and she wanted it to stop.

The insults toward the girl only became worse and worse as more people joined in. (Y/N) closed her eyes as the sound slowly faded out. She heard the sound of running water and screeching sirens, yelling and cars honking their horns. (Y/N) opened her eyes again. The girl was there, only much older. In her teens. She was holding a pair of scissors, snipping away at her beautiful, long, black hair. Tears streamed down her face as she snipped at it, turning it into a boyish style. "Terra...?" (Y/N) whispered, finally realising who it was.

The girl, after she had cut it down, pressed her back against the wall, scissors still in hand, and slowly slid herself down on to the floor. Tears still burned down her pink cheeks. She took the scissors in one hand and brought them to her wrist. "No, no! Terra, wait!" (Y/N) pleaded as Terra drew the blade across her wrist, letting drops of scarlet ooze from the wound. Fat tears pricked at the corner of her eyes as she sliced her wrist over and over again, until she was nothing but a sobbing mess on the floor.

(Y/N) was silent as the image changed into a street alley, recognizable as the streets of New York city. It was pouring down rain. Terra was being shoved up against a brick wall by a large man. Two of his goons were beating the life out of her. "I hope you remember what I tell you next time," the man spat on her, "Your rent is due, this Friday. Have the money ready, or this won't be the last time you get a beating out of us."

The men and his goons walked out of the alley, leaving Terra's limp body by a couple of trash cans. Her nose was bleeding and she had bruises all across her body. Her sleeve was lifted up, so (Y/N) could clearly see the scars and the scabs forming over new cuts on her wrists. Her breathing was shallow and she never spoke a word.

"Get up, Terra," (Y/N) whispered and begged, "please, just make it through this."

The only sound was the city sounds and pouring rain. After 15 minutes, Terra stood up, groaning in pain and brushed herself off. She dug in her pocket for something then brought out a small box of cigarettes. She opened the box, pulled out a cigar, and brought it to her lips. Terra pulled a lighter out of her other pocket, put her hand up to keep the wind out of her way, then lit the cigarette.

She leaned against the wall and stared at the sky. (Y/N) had no idea what to do. Watching Terra do this to herself made (Y/N)'s heart drop into her stomach. She was leaning against the opposite wall from Terra, watching in horror. Terra looked at a tall sky scraper, not too far in the distance. (Y/N)'s eyes widened as Terra took her freshly lit cigar and stomped it out on the wet concrete. She put her hood up and started walking toward the tall building. "Terra, what are you thinking!? You can't!" (Y/N) cried after her and followed Terra, not caring that she couldn't even hear her.

Eventually Terra made it to the building, despite the pleading ghost behind her. (Y/N) didn't even take the time to notice that there was a black top hat shark following slowly behind them. Terra went inside and pressed the elevator button. (Y/N) waved her hands in front of Terra, "You need to stop this madness! There is still so much to live for! Please PLEASE!" Her cries were still unheard.

(Y/N) gave up and leaned against the wall of the elevator. She listened to the hum of the other one start going up. It was a few moments, then the elevator singing and opened its doors. Terra stepped off and climbed one flight of stairs then opened the door to the roof. It was still raining outside, but there was a perfect view of the city... and the concrete sidewalk beneath.

Terra began her walk over to the edge. "Wait- Jordan's coming! Yes! She is supposed to be here!" (Y/N) cried, tears of her own forming at the corner of her eyes. Terra was at the edge, waiting patiently. She had lifted her arms up and was prepared to tip herself over when the door to the roof slammed open. "WAIT! PLEASE DON'T JUMP!" A voice yelled. (Y/N) nearly collapsed and cried in relief.

Terra stopped. She turned her head slightly to see who had stopped her and her eyes widened as they landed on the curly haired girl with a top hat and a frightened expression. "Why? She asked in a shaky yell over the city sound. "Because I want you to live!" Jordan cried. Terra looked back down at the drop then turned around fully. She stepped down from the ledge.

Jordan took a few steps forward then outstretched her arms. Terra began to slowly walk forward then it turned into a full on sprint into Jordan's arms. She began to sob. Jordan wrapped her arms around her tightly, willingly giving up any warmth or strength in her body to Terra.

(Y/N) ran her hand through her wet hair in relief, quietly crying and not noticing the image in front of her change.

There was the sound of a crackling fire. The room smelled of popcorn and a well prepared dinner, ready to feed anyone. (Y/N) unconsciously brought herself to the fire and warmed her hands. There was a Christmas tree in the corner, beautifully decorated with gold and silver tinsel and lights. "I bought you something," (Y/N) heard a familiar voice coo from behind her. She turned her head and awed at the sight.

Jordan and Terra were sitting on a plush couch, sharing one blanket. Both of them were wearing their pajamas, Jordan also being in her glasses. "I said we didn't habe to buy any gifts!" Terra whined, "now I'll feel bad!" There was a genuine smile on her face and her cheeks were tinted pink. "Aw, c'mon!" Jordan giggled and slightly nudged Terra's arm with her elbow,  "Just open it!" Jordan extended a beautifully wrapped gift with a golden ribbon. Terra tugged at the ribbon then opened the box, unveiling the gift inside.

Terra's eyes widened as she pulled out a grey pea coat, (Y/N) recognized it as her hero costume she wears, that had her hero symbol sewed on to the side. Tears pricked at her eyes as she pulled out a pair of gloves and a lovely snow globe of New York. She shook it, letting the white crystals float around in the liquid, then gently fall. She set her presents down on the floor in front of her.

"Do you like it?" Jordan asked quietly. Terra was silent. She turned to Jordan, tears running down her face then lunged and hugged her tightly. Jordan chuckled, "I'll take that as a yes..." She smiled, "Merry Chistmas, Terra, or should I say Timescale." Terra raised her head in surprise as Jordan had a sweet grin on her face, "Welcome to my team, hon." Terra smiled, tears still falling then launched into another hug with a plea of 'thank you's. Jordan didn't reply, but she had a warm smile and rubbed the small of Terra's back and hugged her back tightly.

The image slowly disappears from (Y/N)'s prying eyes and it faded into where she had started. She was standing ankle deep in the water again.

"Ready for another go?" The orange haired girl asked.

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My goodness! A double whammy upload!

This one was shorter but I wanted something short and sweet for Terra. She's had a rough life and I think that was shown in this chapter.

There will be other parts I am working on. Keep an eye out!