Fan Fiction ❯ Promised ❯ Day 3, Day 5 ( Chapter 2 )

Day 3-

 

Raven awoke to the faint sound of knocking. Her eyes fluttered open when the knocking persisted. She groaned and rolled out of the chair, but not before glancing around for Meeko. He must have left.

 

She opened the door to find Cy standing there with a plastic container. “I brought fresh blueberries.” He said with a wide smile.

 

Raven returned it somewhat sleepily.

 

Cy walked in and shut the door. “I'm half an hour late and I still managed to wake you.”

 

“I'm going to take a shower.” Raven grunted as she made her way to the bathroom.

 

Again she looked at the tub and how welcoming it appeared. But knowing she had company, she settled on the shower instead. Raven turned both nozzles on and let the water heat up as she went to her bags. She pulled out the next pair of clothing on top without giving it another look. Half way to the bathrooms she let a grin spread across her face as she turned back to her bags. She dug to the bottom where she pulled out a pair of black Capri pants and a black tee shirt. Today she had to have her first counsel with Father Estavio. Mind as well start the black clothing now.

 

She showered quickly and dressed slowly. She brushed her teeth and combed her hair. Before she left the bedroom, she tied her black combat boots to her feet to complete the total black look.

 

There, she thought. Rebelling starts in full effect now.

 

Cy had already set two waffles on a plate for her with the butter already beginning to melt. He was sitting on the opposite side of the counter waiting for her.

 

“I was actually expecting you to take a long shower.” Cy stated with a kind smile.

 

“Normally I would if I wanted to impress someone. But I'm looking to repel a lot of someone's.”

 

Cy laughed. “That's what this black's about, huh?”

 

“Black for the rest of my life.” Raven stated as she stuffed her first piece of blueberry waffle in her mouth.

 

Cy couldn't help but smile more. There was something about Raven that made him want to see her happy. Yet, he couldn't lay a finger on it.

 

“Where's Jinx?” Raven asked with a mouth full.

 

“I think she's working right now. Normally she meets me in the kitchen for breakfast but she wasn't there this morning.” He said with a handful of blueberries. He tossed a few in his mouth.

 

“Is she ok?”

 

“Oh yea. The only times she don't meet me is when she's working. We'll catch up later I'm sure.”

 

Raven nodded. “Are you two dating?” She asked.

 

Cy looked to her. She was watching him. “No. We're just friends. She's four years younger than me. That would be a little more than wrong.”

 

Raven nodded. That would be the end of that conversation. Could too easily be moved to her and Robin.

 

She cleared her plate. Cy did her dishes.

 

“What are your plans for today?” Cy asked as he rinsed the last plate and placed it in the strainer.

 

Raven shrugged. “I'll probably grab a few books from the main house. They have quite a few good ones.”

 

Cy cocked his eyebrows. “You're going to read all day?”

 

“What else can I do? I usually do school work and studies throughout the day. Free time is nice, but too much of a good thing's a waste. And that's all I'll seem to have for the rest of my time here at least.”

 

“Well, it's supposed to be warm out, you could go swimming.”

 

Absently, Raven nodded.

 

Cy's red eye flashed a few times. He stood. “Sorry to cut this short, I gotta go though.”

 

Raven thanked him for breakfast and walked him to the door. He drove off in the golf cart he arrived in. Raven started her own journey to the main house.

 

The day was hot. It wouldn't be too horrible to cool down in a pool. What would be really nice is to have her own golf cart. She decided half way to the house, the next person she saw, she'd ask for a golf cart. The next person was Terra.

 

Raven watched her for a minute from afar before she decided it wouldn't be the end of the world to talk to her. After all she had only been introduced to her yesterday. And she was taking others words on how Terra was. Not that she thought Jinx was wrong but fair's fair. It's not right to assume things about others without getting to know them first. Then she cursed herself for her better judgment. She had already decided she didn't like Robin before she even arrived here. But that was a whole different matter and completely different circumstances.

 

As she approached, Terra got to her feet. “Good morning, Ma'am.” She said with enthusiasm.

 

Raven forced a smile. “Do you know where I can get a golf cart?”

 

“Sure. They're in the second brown shed after the main house. Key's are under the seat and they need to be charged overnight.”

 

Raven looked in the direction of the main house and frowned. The whole point in the golf cart would be to save time. But it's not like she had anything better to do.

 

“You can have mine, if you like.” Terra offered.

 

“That's ok. The exercise wont kill me.”

 

Terra tried to insist a few more times. Raven had had enough and just left. She walked to the house.

 

In front of the door stood the man who had helped her out of the car two days ago.

 

“Morning Mad' am.” He greeted her with a warm smile.

 

Raven smiled back.

 

“Is there anything I can help you with?”

 

“I'm looking for some books to read for pleasure.” She stated.

 

“Follow me.”

 

He led her into the house and through a few big doors. They arrived in a room covered with bookshelves and hundreds of thousands of books to fill them.

 

“Thank you-“

 

“Talo.”

 

“Thank you Talo.” Raven said. She was glad she finally learned his name.

 

He left her.

 

Raven wondered the enormous room for quite some time before she even considered taking a book from a shelf. The book she chose was bound in red velvet. It was twelve inches in height and seven inches in width. Four inches thick. The box letters in the upper center read Tyler Dove Prophecy. She flipped through the pages. The pages were old and yellowed. But the book was in wonderful condition.

 

“That's a good book.”

 

Raven turned. Robin stood in the doorway. He wore white pants that one would wear to karate classes and a black belt. He had no shirt or shoes. And his normally neatly spiked hair was flat to his head.

 

“You've read it?” She asked turning back to the book in hand.

 

“Of course. If you like dark history or black prophesies, I can point out a few more like that one.” He walked to the shelf on his right and pulled down a book a little smaller then the one she was holding. It was just as thick. Bound in a light sandy tan suede. “Chaos Reigns.” He said holding the book up. He walked to the wall perpendicular and pulled off a book on the bottom. White cover. Same size as the last. “Holy Kingdom Falls.” He crossed the room and took a larger book off a high shelf. Old black leather. “Hell calls, Angels Fall.” He walked to Raven and offered the books.

 

Raven looked at them all in his hands. She took them. Robin started for the door.

 

“Thank you.” Raven said quietly.

 

Robin smiled hazily. “I'd point out more, but my break's over.” He disappeared around the corner.

 

The books were getting heavy. Four think heavily bound books. But all seemed promising she decided after skimming through them a bit. She headed for the door herself and after getting lost once she found the front door. Talo stood at the door once again.

 

“Would you like assistance, Mad' am?” He offered walking towards her.

 

“Actually, I'd like a golf cart.” She said hopefully.

 

“One moment.” Talo disappeared inside and before he had come back out, another man drove up in a golf cart.

 

“Miss Raven. You're cart.” He bowed slightly as he got out.

 

Raven headed down the stairs. She placed all four books on the seat and hopped in. Thanking the man, she drove off. Not in the direction of her suite though. She didn't know where she'd go. She drove the grounds for a long time. Until she found a path that led into the woods near the meadow they had played tag in last night. She hadn't been informed of where these led or warned to stay off them. She followed it slowly.

 

Barely four feet into the woods, her green raccoon jumped in the seat next to her.

 

Raven smiled at him. “I thought you ran away from me.”

 

Meeko stood on his back legs and propped his front ones on the dash so he could see over it. Meeko made noises as she drove on.

 

Before long Raven found herself at a small creek with a few large rocks around the larger part. She stopped and climbed out of her new transportation. Examining the area, she noticed a half made (or half torn down) fort made of branches and leaves. It was large but extremely fragile. It was well weathered. But it showed promise to what it might have been and what it could be now.

 

Raven looked around the woods carefully, for any sign of anyone. Finally satisfied she glanced to Meeko.

 

“You won't tell my secret will you?” She asked almost playfully.

 

Meeko sat on a large boulder to her left and watched her.

 

“I knew I could trust you, Meeko.” Raven smiled.

 

She drew a deep breath and glanced around the trees one last time. “Azarath Metri-“ She stopped short. Looking back at Meeko, she addressed him again. “I don't know if I'm just crazy or something, but if you see or hear anyone, let me know, ok?”

 

For a minute Raven watched Meeko. And she could have sworn Meeko nodded his head. But he was just an animal. Raven laughed within herself at her imagination.

 

With another slight chuckle to herself, Raven went back to her words. She held her hands out in the direction of the run down fort. “Azarath Metrion Zynthos.” As she moved her hands, large branches and boulders were being moved. They were replaced, secured and built back to what Raven imagined it had once looked like.

 

A few minutes showed her work had well paid off. Even if it was no work really.

 

“Well, Meeko. What do you think?”

 

The raccoon crawled down from his seat and examined the fort. He approved. Raven crawled in it and sat watching the water. Meeko climbed into her lap and nuzzled closely.

 

Time went by fast. Raven guessed she had dozed off. She awoke to Meeko nudging her shoulder.

 

“What?” She asked almost expecting a response.

 

She got one. In the distance she could hear her name being called. Raven looked to Meeko. “You're one smart animal.” She said picking him up and heading to her cart.

 

With a last glance back at her beautiful sanctuary, Raven made her way towards the voice that was calling her.

 

Within a few feet of the woods end, Meeko jumped out and ran off. Raven shrugged it off and came out into the low sun. She had been in there for a while apparently.

 

Cy was on an ATV calling for her. When he spotted her he came barreling at her.

 

“Raven. Where've you been?” He asked apparently relieved she had been found.

 

“In there.” Raven pointed to the woods behind her.

 

“Right.” Cy said glancing back. “Then you've probably met BB.”

 

“I didn't meet anyone at all.” She said somewhat annoyed. Though she wasn't sure why she was annoyed.

 

“We've been looking for you for a while now. Father Estavio will be arriving in ten minutes. You and Robin are accustomed to arrive at everything together.” Cy eyed her cautiously. “Or so I've been told.” He added quickly.

 

“Do you have a way of contacting Robin?” She asked.

 

“Of course.” Cy held up his wrist with a panel of his metal arm showing a speaker.

 

“Then tell him it's time to break custom. I will meet him there.”

 

For a moment Cy thought she was joking. But he had never seen her joke before. He smiled. “Rob.” He called into his wrist.

 

“I'm here.”

 

“Found her. She says she'll meet you there.”

 

They waited in the silence for a minute. Raven knew if Robin didn't agree then she'd have to do what he says. Better make it a habit now.

 

“Sounds good. I'll meet her there.” Came Robin's voice through Cy's wrist.

 

Cy looked at his wrist a while longer. Raven thought he had a look of surprise. Was Robin not normally like this? Was he just acting? It was too good to be true the way he was treating her like an equal. In their society, women were not the man's equal. They were a lower status.

 

“You know where?”

 

Raven thought for a minute. She didn't know. She shook her head.

 

“Floral Room. Level two. West wing.”

 

Raven blinked.

 

“You don't know where that is, do you?”

 

Raven shook her head. Cy laughed. “I'll lead you.”

 

Cy started off on his ATV. Raven followed closely. The little golf cart had some get up and go to it. These must not have the governor set at a certain speed.

 

Cy stopped to the side of the front steps. Raven pulled up behind him.

 

“You can leave that stuff there. Talo won't let anything happen to it.” Cy said as he started his way up the stairs.

 

“Mad' am.” Talo greeted as Raven and Cy passed him through the doors.

 

Raven smiled at him.

 

Cy led the way. Raven hung back while she looked around.

 

“You know, I'd feel more comfortable if you walked next to me instead of behind me.” Cy said without turning to her.

 

Raven took the few paces that separated them in a jog until she matched his pace. Kind of. He took longer steps then she did. She kept falling back. “I wouldn't mind walking next to you if I could keep up.” She said in mock testiness.

 

“Sorry.” Cy smiled and made it a point to slow down.

 

They arrived in front of a large dark oak door. It was cracked open slightly.

 

“Here we are.” Cy said quietly.

 

“Thank you.” Raven said and started her way in.

 

Robin was seated on the couch. Father Estavio was in a high backed chair opposite. They both stood as Raven entered the room.

 

Father Estavio looked uncomfortable. Raven guessed it was since they had broken tradition and arrived separate.

 

That won't be the first thing I change if I can help it. She made the silent note to herself.

 

Robin had a ghostly smirk. Raven wasn't sure why she noticed it was there, but she did. And she guessed he enjoyed seeing Father uncomfortable too.

 

Raven crossed the room to join them. It was custom to kneel down and say a short prayer for the Father and kiss his hand before they continued to do anything. Raven decided this would be the next thing she changed. Instead she walked to Robin and stood next to him. He must have gotten her memo about the black. He wore black corduroy pants, black boots, a black tee shirt and had a black sweat guard around his head.

 

That made Father increasingly more uncomfortable to see them both in black. And to see Raven pointedly ignore him. Raven enjoyed it. She was ready to denounce her religion right then and there. And this was a great way to start. Unfortunately she wasn't `old enough' to make the decision to do so. But she was old enough to get married. Messed up.

 

Father Estavio motioned for them to take a seat. They did. Raven and Robin on the couch; Father on the high back chair. The only seating in the room.

 

“I am pleased to see you are both here.” He started.

 

The two teenagers said nothing. Raven was glaring at him with complete hate. He approved of this marriage and encouraged it.

 

“I would like to begin with a prayer. Would you be so kind as to pray with me?” Father bowed his head. Raven saw Robin do the same. Raven did not participate.

 

The prayer ended.

 

Raven was in the same position she started out it.

 

“As you know, you two were matched at a young age. Father Charmanjer advised this pairing in the name of God. Said it came to him in a dream. It would be God's will.”

 

Raven thought this would be a nice place to start her rebelling verbally. “God's will? How can you say this is God's will?” She hissed. Father's eyes widened. He had been surprised. She felt Robin shift next to her. “It is not God's will to force children to marry. It is not God's will for our parents to choose whom we are to spend the rest of our lives with when we are born. And we have no say in it at all. It is not God's will to have the confirmation of their marriage be the blood on their sheets on their wedding night. Show me where in the Bible is says such things. It is not God's will to demand that children start families by a certain age. And furthermore, it is not God's will to force so many people into miserable lives that, when they finally become of a certain age to do something about it, they loose all motivation to do so. You do not know God's will. How can you possibly preach to me that you do when you have so clearly misread His entire Bible?”

 

Father sat there flabbergasted for quite some time. Raven kept her eyes locked with his. Another action frowned upon by the males of this religion. A woman is not to hold eye contact with a man other than her husband. Not even the Father.

 

Raven also watched Robin's reaction in the corner of her eye during the whole speech she made. After he got over his initial shock, he was fighting back a laugh.

 

Father Estavio fell into silent prayer. This time Robin did not join him.

 

The prayer lasted a little longer than the last vocal one. He looked up to her again. “It is at this time that we will move on to the real matter of this council. Most couples preparing to marry do not want to in the beginning. But in time-“

 

Raven cut him off. Another big offense on her part. “That should tell you something then shouldn't it? Again I challenge you to show me where in the Bible it forces young people, against their will I might add, to marry. Show me where it states that although the couple that is arranged to marry, who wholly objects, should still be forced into it. And one other thing. We are not a couple. Barely even acquaintances. We just met less than seventy-two hours ago.”

 

This time Robin did not fight back his laugh. He chuckled openly.

 

Raven did not let herself become relaxed at this though. Or show that she cared what he thought. That would show a weakness in her. And possibly be taken that she was joking or just in a minor rebellion state. She heard stories that most couples prior to getting married do this and it would wear off eventually. This was not minor. She would fight it every day.

 

Father looked to Robin harshly. He was supposed to control her. And he was doing a poor job of this. That would have to be the first change. “Robin, kindly calm your fiancée, if you will.” He said in a would-be kind tone.

 

“I will not.” Robin chuckled. “My fiancée would be someone of choosing. So Raven is just some girl who just happens to be living on my father's grounds and I am forced to spend time with.” Though still laughing slightly, it was clear that Robin would not participate either.

 

Raven silently thanked him. Without a smile or any movement. With silent inner words.

 

Father Estavio was now quite put out. “Whether you two like it or not, you will marry. And like it or not, you will cooperate. You are out of line, Miss Raven. You need to show some respect for your superiors. You are a very rude child. I know you were raised better than that. And Robin you need to own up to your responsibilities. This is very embarrassing for you both. You should be ashamed that-“

 

Father was cut off again, but not by Raven this time.

 

Robin got to his feet. Raven looked at him. His eyes were livid. “I will not let you talk down to either of us. Raven is completely right. In your words `like it or not.' Where in His Word does it say that no matter what, we have to get married? Raven is not out of line. Actually she is quite in line completely. You, Father, are out of line. I don't care who you are or what your purpose here is, you will not talk to her like that. And you will not be our officiant. I will own up to my responsibilities when I have some to claim. I am not embarrassed or ashamed here. Neither is Raven. It seems to me you are the one embarrassed. And why is that, Father? Because you finally encountered someone who won't go quietly with your will? Or because you aren't being worshiped in this room like you are in every other? We question your preaching and you don't like it. Like Raven said, show me where this evil practice is blessed upon in the Bible and I will cooperate full force and try to get Raven on board too. Though I'm pretty sure if you can prove all of this `God's will' crap to us, we wont have any argument left. And let me hear you insult us or talk to Raven like that again. You'll regret the day you met me.” Robin started his way for the door but grabbed Raven's hand as he passed. She was pulled off the couch and led from the room with a mere “Come on, Raven. This meeting is over.”

 

Without a glance back from either of them, Father Estavio was left astonished.

 

Robin did not let go of Raven until they were in another completely separate part of the main house. Raven knew everything looked familiar, but still couldn't be quite sure where she was. If left on her own, she would surely get lost.

 

Robin let go of her when they entered another larger room almost identical to the last they were in. There was only a color change really.

 

They were silent. Robin went to the window and looked out. Raven glanced around the room.

 

“We can do that to everyone we come across, but when it comes down to it, nothing can be changed. We will still be married.” Robin stated.

 

“I know. I just wanted a point made. But I wasn't trying to bring you into it. I'm sorry.” Raven said completely out of character. She never apologized. But then again, he would be the one lectured by his parents. He had disgraced the priest in his father's house. Now that was frowned upon.

 

“Don't be. You didn't bring me into it. I jumped in.”

 

Raven nodded.

 

There was silence again.

 

Robin chuckled. “I don't think he'll be back.”

 

“Do you really have to power to demand another officiant?”

 

“Yes we do. And I just did. But even if we do that to all of them, eventually we'll just stop having council's and just be married with a priest we haven't met.”

 

Raven nodded again. “Thank you.” She whispered.

 

Robin looked to her. “For what?”

 

Suddenly Raven didn't know. She was just feeling really thankful for him and his actions tonight. So she didn't answer.

 

Eventually Robin looked back to the window.

 

Raven decided it was time for the mood to be lightened. This one was too uncomfortable to stay in too much longer. “I see we have the same fashion sense.”

 

Robin looked to her and laughed a bit. “Cy mentioned it earlier. I like the way you think.”

 

Raven blushed at the compliment.

 

Robin looked at her for a while longer. Until he decided to break the silence and the tension. “Hungry?”

 

Raven nodded. The sun was going down. Again, they had missed dinner.

 

“What are you in the mood for? Sushi? Chinese? Italian? American? Fast food? Name it, we'll go.”

 

Raven grinned. “You pick. As long as they have ice cream, I don't care.”

 

Robin nodded. They headed out the door. Robin did a quick sweep of the house to make sure the halls were clear. He led her to the back door.

 

Through the back door, Raven followed him to the first of the large sheds. Inside a discussion was being held. Too quiet to make out the words. Robin didn't hesitate; he opened the door and led the way in. Raven followed with a short distance between them.

 

Jinx, Cy and Terra stood at the far end of the building. Jinx smiled and made her way to them quickly. “Hey, Rob. Raven. I have a great idea. You have any plans for the next few hours?”

 

“Dinner.” Robin said melancholy.

 

Jinx's mood dampened a bit at his moodiness. “I take it your night was not pleasant.”

 

Robin eyed her.

 

“To say the very least.” Raven said in a bit lighter tone.

 

“What's your idea?” Robin asked with a sigh.

 

“Never mind. I can see you're a bit moody tonight. Some other time.” Jinx turned away and headed back for Cy.

 

Robin made an exaggerated sigh. Exceptionally louder than his last. “Alright, Jinx. I'm sorry. When you go through what we're going through, don't expect me to be lenient on your mood.”

 

Jinx turned with a smile. “Deal.” She said.

 

“Yea, problem is you'll never have too.” Robin continued.

 

“I can't help that. My plan is simple. But we can discuss it later. Come on.” She hopped on the bright pink motorbike and it turned on.

 

Raven watched her for a minute.

 

“Come on.” Jinx repeated, this time more urgently.

 

Raven glanced to Robin. He hung his head a bit and climbed on his own. Cy had made his way over to the blue one. Terra had left the building.

 

Raven just watched them all.

 

“Come on, Raven. Get on with someone.” Jinx pushed with a smile.

 

Raven climbed on the back with Jinx.

 

“Can we eat first?” Robin asked over the roar of all three bikes.

 

Jinx nodded. “Lead the way, bird boy.”

 

Robin took off. Jinx followed with Cy right behind her.

 

They went out the front gates to the Drake Grounds. And into town. The wind felt good through Raven's hair and against her face. Though the circumstances weren't the best, at least she had quite a bit more freedom here than she ever did at home.

 

Home. The words seemed foreign to her now. She had no home. She would never set foot in her `parent's' house again. Drake Grounds could never be her home. And when married to Robin, that would never feel like home either. Prison. Forced to be there. Forced to live a life she would hate.

 

But for the first time since, well ever really, she felt like she had friends. People her age that actually cared for her. That wanted to be around her. That treated her like a person. No, not a person. A teenager. Forced to play a much more grown up roll for a few hours then back to being a typical thirteen year old. With friends her age. Friends who allowed her to forget her troubles and have fun for just a while.

 

Cy was a wonderful cook. Sweet. Kind. Brotherly. Jinx was playful and happy. Even Robin was a great guy. This wasn't such a bad place to be. Even if she hated being there.

 

They pulled up in front of Papa Jijo's. Obviously Italian.

 

Inside, Jinx requested an outside table. They got it and ordered.

 

“So, Jinx. Tell us this plan of yours.” Robin said in a noticeably better mood. The bike ride agreed with him.

 

“Well, I was thinking. In this country, you're forced to do what you don't want under religious rule. But you two get to choose where your first home is right?”

 

Raven looked to Robin. Robin nodded.

 

“Then choose America.” Jinx said simply.

 

“Do you not think they won't see through that?” Robin asked.

 

“But it's your choice. Not theirs.” She argued.

 

“Maybe, but it's their money paying for it. So it might be our suggestion, but it's ultimately their choice.” Robin reasoned.

 

For a brief moment, this suggestion sounded hopeful. But yet again, Robin was right. It wouldn't happen.

 

“We knew that. So, what would it take for the two of you to get to America so you can have the freedom to divorce?” Cy asked.

 

Their meal came. While it did, their conversation died to meaningless chatter.

 

The waiter left.

 

“For us to both be of legal age, 18. For us to get Green Card's and Visa's. Not to mention passports for world travel. And money to fund this sudden move. Not to mention jobs to support us once there and so on.”

 

Cy smiled. “Good that gives you four years to get your affairs in order.”

 

Raven blinked. Robin looked from Jinx to Cy and back again.

 

“You have money now, Robin. When you get married it's customary to combine your funds into a household account. But in your case, make it a household account with a hidden purpose. I can take care of everything else. I can line jobs up, an apartment for us to share until we all have our feet on the ground. I have connections, Rob. Just give me the word. Four years should be just enough time to set this plan up. Once residence of the Great USA, you will be free to get divorced. And free to marry whomever you deem worthy.”

 

There was silence. This was it. Raven would find out for sure whether Robin was lying this whole time about who he is and what his intentions were. He said he'd find a way out of this. This idea could work. Raven could see that. So here's their opportunity. Take it, Raven begged within herself.

 

For a minute she watched his skeptical look turn into a sour frown. And at that time Raven thought he decided against it. But he didn't. “As long as you're up for it.” Robin said looking at Raven.

 

Raven nodded immediately.

 

“Then let's do it. But there are a lot of things we have to think about.”

 

“All details can be taken care of over time.” Jinx said as she dug into her meal.

 

They ate with an exceptionally happier demeanor. Then a thought occurred to Raven.

 

“You said we. Who's included in we?”

 

Cy and Jinx grinned ear to ear. “You, me, Rob, Cy and BB. You don't think we'd let you two go and leave us behind do you?”

 

Raven smiled. Perfect. She'd have her friends with her forever. If all went as planned. If they'd still be her friends after her and Robin got divorced. They were his friends before she came along after all.

 

They finished their meal and headed back to Drake Grounds. Jinx dropped Raven off at her suite.

 

“Want to come in for a minute?” Raven asked.

 

Jinx hopped off her bike with a wide smile and a “sure.”

 

Raven led them in. The windows were open so the room was cool and breezy.

 

“Thanks for everything, Jinx. I actually have some hope now that my life won't be completely miserable till I die.” Raven said as she made her way to the kitchen.

 

“You mean you didn't really have a plan to get out of this?” Jinx asked shocked.

 

“Yea right. I've been trying to think of one for the last year. But it all depended on what Robin would turn out to be like. And his decision holds more stigma than mine does with anything. And no matter how good my plan seemed, there is no plan that can out do thousands of years of traditions and brain washings. I'm sure I'm not the only one who's ever argued this very point. And it didn't work then, I know it's not going to work now.”

 

Jinx nodded. “So does that mean you'll stop fighting the wedding? Now that we have a plan for later, I mean.”

 

“Not a chance.” Raven laughed.

 

Jinxed smiled.

 

They were quiet.

 

“You know, Robin would never let you have a miserable life. Sure it might not have been the one you would have chosen, but he would try to make you happy all the same.” Jinx said breaking through the quiet breeze.

 

“His intentions might be good. And he might mean every thing he says now. But if we do get stuck together forever, if this plan doesn't work, what makes you think he'll just… respect me when I say no? He's still a male. They can't fight their desires as well as we can.”

 

“You don't know Robin. If you did, you'd hate yourself for saying that. He'd never rape you, Raven. Never. He'd rather sleep with someone else and break the laws of your marriage with adultery. And since the marriage is a joke anyways…”

 

“You're right. I don't know him. But it doesn't change how I think. To you, he's a great guy and a wonderful friend. To me, he's a stranger I'm forced to spend my life with. And no matter what you say, he's still a man and he still has desires.”

 

Their conversation ended. On a good level Raven thought. Jinx left.

 

Meeko came in through the window. He curled up on Raven's lap as she sat in the big chair again.

 

Raven proceeded to tell Meeko about her day and what happened. Meeko listened. She thought Meeko listened anyways. He watched her and pressed his nose to hers every now and again. The others might seem like friends, but Meeko was a real friend. Never judged her. Never thought she was a horrible girl because she insisted Robin was still a man.

 

“I'm glad you come to me, Meeko. It's nice having someone to talk to.”

 

At once she realized that wasn't a fair statement. Every one listened to her.

 

“I mean, I really like you. I wish you could talk to me though. Tell me what you think. Give me advice.”

 

Meeko squeaked. And put his paw to her face.

 

Raven laughed. “Yes. Good advice.”

 

They fell asleep in the chair again.

 

Day 5-

 

For the first time since Raven arrived on Drake Grounds, she woke up at her normal time. On her own. And with Meeko still with her. The sun was just barely up. The clock above the television read 6:23. Her and Meeko fell asleep in the chair again. Raven decided that was where she would sleep from now on. The chair was the most inviting thing about this place. And the most comfortable.

 

Meeko was still asleep in her lap. She had a blanket wrapped around her and up to her chin. Meeko lay across her lap on his back with his arms and legs spread out. He looked very trusting. Very relaxed. His breathing was soft and quiet. A nice, calming hum.

 

So Raven decided just to sit there and not disturb him. She glanced around the room. On the wall next to the door was a calendar. The month showing was the previous month. Today, she counted, was May 15. Her wedding day, eleven days after her fourteenth birthday, was set for August 23. Quickly she did the math. From her arrival date she had… one hundred and five days left as a child. Right now she had one hundred days even.

 

Meeko stirred and rolled over. Raven ran her hand across his back. He let out a sound like a purr then faced her.

 

“I have one hundred days left, Meeko. Then my life term starts.” She said sourly.

 

Meeko stood up on his back legs and touched his nose to hers. She laughed.

 

“I'll take you with me when I move if you want.”

 

Meeko ran around her shoulders and back in her lap where he proceeded to do summersaults and wriggle around. Raven laughed.

 

“Alright, you can come.”

 

Raven sighed and turned on the television. News and cartoons were the only programs on at this time. And according to the weather, today would be mildly cold. At once Raven wished she had some money. She was running out of completely black attire. Maybe Mr. and Mrs. Drake would allow her to work long enough to earn enough money so she could pay for her own things. Maybe not. But it was worth a try at least.

 

Meeko jumped out of her lap and sprinted for the window.

 

“Bye.” Raven called. “Hurry back.” She called again with a smile.

 

Absently Raven crawled out of the chair and started her way down the hall. Her destination was the bathroom. But she never made it. There was a knock at the door. Again Raven checked the time. Just barely past 6:45. Who would be here this early? Raven turned to head back to her living room and toward the door. The knock came again.

 

Raven stopped at the window to peek out it. Jinx was standing there wrapped in a blanket.

 

Raven narrowed her eyes and opened her door.

 

“I'm really sorry I woke you. But I can't find Cy and I always go to him when I get nervous or scared. You're the only other person I like, besides Robin and I'm not supposed to visit him in his room before noon and after eight, so I came here. I'm really sorry, I'll go if you don't want me to come in. I just wanted some company to ease my mind.”

 

Everything she said came out in one long sentence without a breath in between. It took Raven a second to separate the words and decipher them into logical sentences. “Come in.” Raven said opening the door.

 

Jinx gave a small smile and did so. She crossed the room to the couch and sat there.

 

That's why Meeko left. Raven thought. He leaves when anyone's coming. Very intelligent raccoon.

 

Raven shut the door and turned back to Jinx. She was still wrapped in her blanket and sat at the edge of the couch, watching Raven anxiously. “I'm sorry I woke you.” She repeated in a whisper.

 

“You didn't. I woke up a little while ago.”

 

Jinx sighed a bit.

 

“What's wrong?” Raven asked making her way back to her chair.

 

“I don't know. I just get these dreams and they scare the crap outta me.” She forced a laugh. “Makes me sound like a wimp.”

 

“What kind of dreams?” Raven asked ignoring her last sentence.

 

“They don't really make any sense. I have no idea what they mean. I think they might be nightmares from my childhood that just never went away. I can't really make out any shapes or words. Just colors, and screams. There's talking, but I don't understand. And me in the center looking around. Its like I'm watching it from a distance.”

 

Raven nodded. “You have the same dream over and over?”

 

“The same five. I don't get them very often anymore. Just once every other week or so.”

 

“Do you meditate?”

 

Jinx looked at her and blinked. “No. Should I?”

 

Raven gave a small nod. “It'll help get those visions clear and help your mind relax so it's not so tempted to over act on occasion.”

 

“That's what that is? My mind just over acting?” Jinx asked in disbelief.

 

“Kind of. Dreams are mostly your unconscious desires playing themselves out. Most of the time you wont remember your dreams. But when you do, it's usually the ones that are particularly stressful. Nightmares are normally triggered by some trauma or something you fear being played out. Meditation should help you focus that energy and release it before you sleep so you can have a peaceful sleep.”

 

“But I don't know what it is I'm scared of in my dreams.”

 

“Meditation should help you realize that too.”

 

“I've never meditated before.”

 

“I do all the time. I can show you how if you want?” Raven offered.

 

Jinx smiled. “That would be great. Thanks.”

 

Raven smiled back and leaned back against the chair. “Is Jinx you're real name?” She asked hoping she wouldn't take it offensive.

 

“No. But for as long as I can remember I've been called Jinx. I don't know if it was more like `you're such a jinx' or just calling me Jinx. But whatever the case, that's what I've gone by since I was little. My real name is Jennifer.”

 

Raven wasn't really interested in what her name was really. More interested in why she was called jinx. So she asked. “Why would people call you a jinx?”

 

Jinx looked at her for a while without saying anything. Raven decided she was deciding whether or not to tell her the truth. So this would be another test. If Jinx lied, then she wouldn't tell Jinx anything of any importance. But if she was truthful, Raven had two friends worth keeping.

 

“I can make things happen. Things I cant really explain. Particularly if I'm in a determined mood or angry. Usually if something weird happens and I'm in the vicinity, I caused it.”

 

“How do you know you caused it?” Raven asked.

 

“Because I felt it come out of me. I've been doing it since I was young. That's why I'm a jinx. The name just stuck I guess.” She shrugged. “It doesn't bother me though. I kinda like it.”

 

Raven liked this. She wasn't the only one with a secret. Or maybe Jinx didn't keep this a secret. “Does anyone else know about this?”

 

Jinx nodded. “Cy, Rob and BB. I think Terra's put two and two together. Star might have too. I don't know for sure. But that's it.”

 

So it wasn't a complete secret. Just from adults really. Time to spill hers and see just how trustworthy she was. “Thirsty?” Raven asked.

 

Jinx nodded a bit. “I'll just get some water if you don't mind.”

 

“I'll take care of it.” Raven said. She raised her hand and filled two glasses with water in the kitchen. Jinx was watching her puzzled. Then the glasses, surrounded in black energy, floated into the living room. One stopped in front of Raven and she took it out of the air. The other stopped in front of Jinx. Jinx just looked at it with wide eyes and mouth open.

 

“How is that… how are you…”

 

Raven smiled. “Simple really. I do it with my mind. I'm telekinetic.” Among other things but we wont get into that now, Raven thought to herself.

 

“Amazing.” Jinx said taking the cup from the air. “You do that with your mind?”

 

“Uh huh.” Raven said as she nodded.

 

“How?” Jinx asked still in awe.

 

Raven thought about it for a minute. She wasn't quite sure how exactly she did do it. She just thought it, and it happened. She's always been able to do that. But that wasn't her only power. She knew where she got some of her powers. And once she realized she was telekinetic, she broadened that, to empathetic, telepathy and a few others having to do with mind manipulation. Teleportation for another. And still that wasn't the end of her list of gifts. She had others that she didn't fully understand yet. After all, she was only thirteen.

 

“I don't know really. I just think it and it happens. I can lift anything with my mind. Including myself.” Raven said in monotone.

 

“Really?” Jinx asked with wide eyes.

 

Raven demonstrated.

 

“Whoa.”

 

“I think you can control your power once we figure out what exactly it is and where it's coming from. You seem to know what triggers it, so that's a start.”

 

“You really think so?” She asked in amazement.

 

“Yes. That's how mine started out.”

 

“I'm guessing this is a complete secret, huh?”

 

Raven nodded.

 

“I wont tell. I promise.” Jinx said excitedly. “But even if you did tell the others… well, lets just say they're all hiding little secrets too.”

 

Raven looked at her.

 

At eight thirty there was another knock on the door. Raven rolled from her chair and answered it. Cy stood there with a grin and a bag.

 

“Morning Raven.” He greeted enthusiastically.

 

“Morning.” She countered.

 

Cy walked in and headed to the kitchen. Past the sleeping Jinx on the couch. “How'd she get here?” He asked curiously.

 

“She came earlier this morning after looking for you. Had a nightmare.” Raven informed.

 

“Ah.” Cy answered sympathetic as he unloaded the contents of the bag he carried. “I thought a change in menu would be alright. I'll still make waffles if you want. But you've had them for three days now so I thought you'd appreciate a change.”

 

Raven nodded.

 

“Alright. Bacon, sausage, home fries, omelet, toast and freshly squeezed orange juice.”

 

Raven's eyes widened. “That's a big meal.”

 

Cy grinned from ear to ear. “And you'll love every bit of it.”

 

Raven watched him cook as they made small talk. I'm going to miss this when I get married, Raven thought to herself. Cy wont come over every morning to cook me breakfast then. And I wont have their company all the time either. The thought made her frown.

 

“What's wrong?” Jinx asked.

 

Raven looked to her. Apparently she was so deep in thought, she hadn't noticed Jinx up and next to her. “Just thinking.”

 

“About?” She pushed.

 

“In a hundred days, I wont be waking up to the two of you. I wont get Cy's delicious breakfast or your company.” She said bitterly.

 

“Not true.” Cy said from the stove.

 

“Oh? And I guess you'll be moving in with us too?” Raven asked in mock sarcasm.

 

“Not at all. But you wont just be getting a house. You'll be getting a whole large chunk of land like this. So the three of us will be moving with you.” Cy informed her.

 

“Oh really? And what makes you think that?”

 

“Rob's brother got that and Rob's the favored son.” Jinx said.

 

“Huh.” Raven said quietly. So the money for their trip will be coming in no problem. Three of them. “I'm assuming BB is included in the three you mentioned.”

 

They both nodded.

 

“So when do I get to meet this BB?”

 

“I don't know really. Lately, I haven't seen him much. If he comes home at all during the night, it's while I'm sleeping and he's gone again before I get up. But I know you'll like him. He's funny and a lot like Jinx.”

 

Raven said nothing. So far the people she's met, the ones her age, haven't been all bad. Even Terra was tolerable. Even if she was a suck up. If she'd just get over that, Raven was sure she wouldn't be too bad to be around at all.

 

Breakfast ended but Cy and Jinx didn't leave. They all sat around the kitchen island and talked.

 

“So you had another dream last night?” Cy asked Jinx.

 

Jinx nodded. “But Raven's going to teach me how to meditate and stuff. It should help me understand them and get rid of them.”

 

“Good. Hopefully it will work. All I know how to do is comfort.”

 

“Yea and I told her about my Jinxing ability. She thinks I'll be able to control it once we figure out what it is exactly.”

 

For a minute Raven held her breath for fear that Jinx would say something about her. But she didn't.

 

“Awesome. You're a gift sent from somewhere to straighten us all out, Rae. You know that?” Cy said with a smile.

 

Raven laughed. “Let me guess. More of `God's will.'”

 

They all laughed for a minute.

 

“Well, it might not really be in God's will for you and Rob to get married. But I do think there's a reason he sent you here. And I think it's to help us all understand things and ourselves better.” Cy said.

 

Raven thought for a minute. “In that case, maybe you're right. And maybe I was supposed to come here so you could figure out how to get us all to America. Maybe there's something there we're all supposed to do or see or something.”

 

Cy nodded. “Maybe. We'll all help each other out in the end. And maybe we'll all end up happy before we turn twenty-five. Or at least be on the right track.”

 

Their conversation ended there.

 

The next part of the day Raven did nothing really. She visited the creek and her fort. She read for a while. She took a ride. And then she had a visitor.

 

Raven had been sitting on the porch behind her little suite when she heard a knock on her front door. Meeko scampered off a few minutes before she heard it so she had a fair warning. Raven made her way around to see Robin standing there. He was dressed in black pants, a black hooded sweatshirt and his black boots again. It countered Raven's black dress and black baby doll shoes nicely.

 

Robin saw her and smiled a bit. “The black looks better every time.”

 

Raven grinned slightly. “This is my last piece of black clothing. So tomorrow I'll have to either die everything else I own black or figure something else out.”

 

Robin grinned. “You can go buy some more later today. First we have a great wedding planning meeting to go to.”

 

Raven ignored the part about the wedding. “That means I can do something around here and get paid, right?” She asked hopefully.

 

Robin laughed. “No. That means I give you money, you go shopping.”

 

“I don't want your money. I want my own.” She said defiantly.

 

“Ok. Then I'll pay you to… come to this wedding meeting with me.”

 

Raven frowned. “I have to go anyways. I mean it Robin. I want to earn my own money. I don't want yours. Future husband or not.”

 

Robin thought for a minute as he sat on the steps to her front door. “Ok. I'll figure something out, but in the mean time you can… borrow money from me to go shopping. Ok? And pay me back later.” He asked looking to her.

 

Raven knew she would never be able to pay him back. Not because she wouldn't be able to find some way of earning her own money, but because he wouldn't take it. In the end, she agreed all the same.

 

“Good. Now lets go. Do you want to drive separately or go together?” He asked stepping into his cart.

 

Raven looked to hers and decided to ride with him. It just seemed more logical. Why waste more battery power than needed when they were both going to the same place.

 

They arrived at the gazebo where Miss Tayfler sat waiting. She greeted them with a smile. Raven watched her eyes go over their attire quickly. “It's nice to see you two again.” She greeted.

 

Raven said nothing.

 

“Wish I could say the same.” Robin said in his own monotone.

 

Raven noted the idea on the monotone and picked hers up too.

 

Miss Tayfler tried to look unfazed by the comment. “We have a few things to go over today. Only three subjects and you can get on your way. We need to decide on a color scheme. I have put a few of the favorites together to give you some ideas-“

 

“That won't be necessary.” Robin interrupted. “I'm pretty sure we have a color in mind.”

 

“Black.” Raven finished.

 

Miss Tayfler gave a smug smile. “Only one color? Surely you'd like more than one.”

 

“Need more? How about blood red? And-“ Robin started.

 

“Indigo blue, or what ever is darker.” Raven added.

 

“Sounds good to me. Anything but white, yellow, orange, pink- anything but happy, bright welcoming colors really. Anything that portrays suffering, death and misery has my vote.” Robin said in his monotone.

 

Raven thought she couldn't have put it better. Perfect wording and all. “I think that's a great color scheme. My dream wedding.”

 

After eyeing them both, Miss Tayfler made some notes on her paper. “Ok. How about your engagement notice? Normally we take a picture of your hand in his with your ring showing. And separate pictures of the two of you along with a few words.”

 

Raven looked down to her hand. Robin did the same. Miss Tayfler followed their gaze.

 

“We don't have to have a ring picture if you choose not to.” She said.

 

They said nothing.

 

So Miss Tayfler continued. “It doesn't have to be done today either. In two weeks it should be to the papers.”

 

Raven looked up to her. She noticed Robin still looked at her hand.

 

“Last thing to discuss would be the two of you putting together a wedding party. Best man, maid of honor, bridesmaids, so on. Something to think about. If you don't choose anyone, I am told that they will be appointed to you. So I advise the two of you choose.” Miss Tayfler stood to leave. “I'll see you in four days. Enjoy your weekend.”

 

She left.

 

They watched her go. Raven looked to Robin. He looked out to the woods in the distance.

 

“What?” Raven asked.

 

Robin turned to her. “Do you want a ring?”

 

Raven raised her brow. “Why would I want a ring? I don't want to get married at all.”

 

Robin nodded. “I know that. But… “ He looked down at the table. “Listen. I don't want you to think for one minute that I'm enjoying anything about this. And I want you to know that the only goal I have is to find us a way to America so we can live our own lives. But in the mean time, I want you to be as happy as you can be given the circumstances. So if you want a ring, I'll give you a ring. You don't have to ware it. But if you want it I'll give it to you.”

 

Raven had nothing to say. Except that she noticed at the end of his talk it sounded like he changed gears and moved to present tense. “You already have one?” She asked.

 

Robin smiled vaguely and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a little black box. It was old and the black velvet that once covered it had been torn in some places where the metal was showing. He set it on the table in front of her. “It was my great great grandmothers. It's been passed down from generation to generation. My mother gave it to me when she told me I was to marry you. She said in time I could give it to you or to my child.”

 

Raven just looked at the box. There was so little to say. He was willing to give this ring to her and he knew she'd divorse him the second she got the chance. So what was his game?

 

Almost in response to her thoughts, Robin continued. “When we divorce, you can keep it if you want. And you don't have to wear it. I meant everything I've ever said to you Raven. Everything. Whether you believe it or not. I meant it all. If or when we get to America, we'll get divorced and we don't ever have to see each other again, if that's what you want. I promise that in the meantime, I'll make your life as painless and as happy as I can.” As he said the last sentence he looked to her.

 

His eyes bore sincerity. Raven couldn't help but believe him. But it was still weird. Robin was acting strange. But then again, as Jinx frequently reminds her, she doesn't know him.

 

“Open it.” Robin said sliding the box closer to her.

 

Raven just looked at it.

 

Robin laughed. “I'm not going to insist that you wear it. I just want you to look at it.”

 

Raven slid her small pale hand to the box and picked it up. She opened it carefully. The box looked so old it could break with the faintest touch. The ring was gorgeous. Genuine silver band. There were black engravings in it the whole way around. The diamond, which was completely authentic, was in the shape of a heart.

 

“My mother said that was her second engagement ring. Her first was a plain band with a single stone in it. They didn't want to get married either. But as time went on, they fell in love and my great great grandfather proposed all over again with that ring.”

 

Raven looked at the ring for a long time.

 

“The only day you really should wear that ring is when we have to have the stupid ceremony. Other than that, you can just keep it wherever you want it. You don't have to look at it again if you don't want to.”

 

Raven closed the box. She was at a loss for words. What could she say to something like that? Could he possibly be falling in love with her? So soon? And did he expect it back? Would he still give her the divorce? The situation made her uncomfortable. She was only thirteen. So love would be a foreign concept for a few years yet. But he couldn't love her. He was just telling himself he had to. He couldn't. The brain washing was getting to him too.

 

“I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. It won't happen again. Promise.” He said with a chuckle.

 

Raven smiled lightly.

 

Robin stood and pulled his wallet out of his back pocket. “How much do you need to buy new cloths?” He asked opening it and counting the bills.

 

Raven shrugged. “I don't know how to get to the mall either.”

 

Robin looked to her. “Then you have two choices. I can take you or Jinx will take you. Which ever you want.”

 

“Would you be offended if I rather go with Jinx?” Raven asked.

 

“Yes.”

 

“Then I want to go with Jinx.”

 

Robin chuckled. “I was hoping so. Not that I would mind going, but I'm not much of a shopper when it comes to clothing. I let Jinx buy my clothes.”

 

Raven raised her brow. “Really?”

 

Robin laughed. “Yea. I don't think I've been to the mall in ages. She's bought my cloths for the past four years at least. I tell her what I want and she finds it. So how much?”

 

“I don't want your money, Robin.”

 

“We already agreed this would be a loan and you can pay me back. So tell me how much you want.”

 

Raven sighed. “I don't care. How ever much you can spare.”

 

Robin made a thoughtful expression and pulled out some money. He handed it to her. She took it. “Four hundred?” She asked in disbelief.

 

“You need more?” He asked pulling out some more money.

 

“No way. I was expecting less, that's all.”

 

“Oh.” Robin replaced the other hundreds he had taken out and put the wallet back in his pocket. “You wouldn't give me an amount, so I guessed. That's how much I give Jinx and she comes home with eight or nine huge bags. So I thought that should be a good start.”

 

Raven shook her head with a small smile. He really knows how to take care of his friends.

 

“Do you want me to call Jinx now or would you like to go later?”

 

“Now is fine.”

 

Robin took out a mini walkie-talkie from his pocket and talked into it. “Robin to Jinx.”

 

A few seconds wait brought Jinx's voice to them. “Go ahead bird boy.”

 

Robin smiled. “Busy?”

 

“Not really. What do you need?”

 

“A shopping trip.”

 

“Gladly. Where are you?”

 

“Meet me in front of the gates with your bike in 10 minutes.”

 

“On my way.”

 

Robin headed for the entrance to the gazebo. “I'll take you there unless you want to walk.”

 

Raven shook her head and got to her feet to follow. She placed the black box in her pocket.

 

The trip to the front gate went slowly. Raven had a sudden thought. “About this wedding party…”

 

“I'm having Cy and BB. That's it. There's no one else I'd rather be miserable with. You can have whomever you want. And as many as you want. I'll match the number.”

 

Raven looked to her lap. “That's my problem. I was home schooled so I never knew anyone my age.”

 

Robin glanced at her. “You can ask Jinx. She really likes you. And… Terra's alright, I guess. You'll meet Star soon too.”

 

Raven nodded as the gate came into view. Jinx was waiting on her pink bike. Robin parked the cart next to the bike and Raven got out.

 

“Raven has some shopping to do. Would you mind taking her?” Robin asked.

 

Jinx grinned. “I'd love to.”

 

Robin took out his wallet again. Handing Jinx two hundred dollars he said, “I need more black too. And more of those head things you bought last time.”

 

“K. Still the same size?”

 

Robin stared at her for a minute. “I have no idea. I don't buy the clothing so I don't know the size I take.” He said with a wry smile.

 

Jinx shook her head. “Its time you be a big boy and do it yourself.” She mocked in a mother's tone. “Do your cloths still fit comfortably?”

 

Robin looked at the cloths he was wearing. “Yea I guess so.”

 

Jinx shook her head again. “Anything else master? Shoes? Boxers?”

 

Robin thought for a minute. “Nah. I'm good. Just black. I need to look dark and pissed at all times.”

 

Jinx saluted. “Aye, aye boy wonder.”

 

Raven climbed on the back of the bike and Jinx took off.

 

The shopping trip was a blast. Jinx knew just the stuff Raven wanted and right where to get it. During that time, they never once mentioned the situation Raven was in; why they knew each other. They just enjoyed the others company. They talked as if they had been friends for years.

 

By the time they got home, Raven had ten good-sized bags and still a hundred and fifty dollars left. She knew all about Jinx and Cy's relationship. Learned about Terra, BB and Star. And talked quite a bit about Robin. Nothing too mushy. Just the kind of person he was. Raven liked Jinx a lot. She was everything she ever pictured in a friend.

 

She never did ask Jinx to be her maid of honor. Though she was almost positive she would. She just didn't find the right conversation to do it in.

 

Every now and then she'd reach into her pocket and feel the box with the old ring in it. Her mind kept replaying Robin's voice and his words. She couldn't help but feel guilty for taking the ring. She still had every intention of fighting this wedding. Every intention of getting a divorce once they got to America. But it felt that Robin wasn't completely with her on this anymore. Like he didn't completely feel, what? Dislike towards her? She knew he was against it, but he seemed to really like her now. Not just having to be polite to his future wife. She decided to ask Jinx tomorrow about it. Jinx seemed to know almost everything that went on with Robin.

 

Absentmindedly she wondered if they had some kind of thing going before Robin found out he was to be married. They had quite the unique relationship. She did his shopping. She had all these pet names for him. They always had this playful banter thing going on. And she hated it when Raven would talk down against him. It kind of fit. Again, Raven decided to ask Jinx tomorrow. And ask Cy in the morning before Jinx would be there. She wanted an outsiders opinion too.

 

That night as she went to sleep on her chair with Meeko in her lap she thought, maybe God did have a plan for me. Maybe I'm here for a reason. Not to get married. But to have friends.

 

 

 

 

-LC