Character: Zatanna<br/>Location: Zatanna's Room<br/>Tag: Nightwing<br/>Time: Saturday night<br/><br/>Zatanna watched and wished she could take back the words that she had just spoken. She could see the inner works of Dick mind as they processed and the click of his decisions he was making. But then the look took a turn into a detection she didnt even think she would see it go. She felt her heart drop to her feet as he looked at her with longing and hurt. She shook her head only a fraction of an inch from side to side as if asking him not to do this, to not break her heart again. She couldnt breathe with the lump in her throat as she watched him leave the room. Tears welled in her eyes as she hugged herself to keep from completely breaking apart. How did this happen? Why was he pushing her away? What did she do wrong? Was she not good enough? She looked up at him entering her room again in his uniform and the air around her seemed colder as if the presence of him cranked the up the AC. She could see the walls going up between them and was slowly loosing him to whatever he was keeping from her. She swallowed as he pulled his left glove on watching how the tight material stretched over his hand and fingers. HE moved over to her and pulled her against him into a kiss. She wasnt surprised but off guard, wrapping her arms around his neck and holding him tight as their bodies were flush against each other. She was on the balls of her feet, since Dick was a good few inches taller them her, but she knew the hand that grazed her bare leg, her backside and the small of her back wasnt just to keep her from toppling over. The touch was soft and gentle, but the kiss held power and passion that she wished he would share with her. But he soon broke them apart and she was forced to let him go as he pulled on his other glove. She couldnt stop the silent tears now, they slip over her cheeks leaving tiny scars of wetness over her red cheeks. She could see he wanted to say something but kept silent and it only made in harder for her, "Dick dont do this..." She held her breathe as he touched her cheek and peered into his eyes and leaned into his touch, hoping... She closed her eyes as the warmth from his hand left her face and she was left the cool air and the sound of his grapple gun outside her window.<br/><br/>Zatanna stood at the window unmoving, till tiny shutters rocked her body. Crumpling to the floor did she allow the first silent sob to pass, then another. Holding her stomach to hold back the cries, wails, and screams that wanted to be let loose, she bent forward and rested her head on the carpet. Her lungs felt stretched as her breathing was ragged and hard. Why? The question burned in her mind as she laid there on her bedroom floor. Her head was splitting trying to understand Nightwing and why he was just abandoning her like this. Abandoning them. She loved him. The thought hit her harder and new tears tumbled down her cheek. Her stomach hollowed out and she couldn't silence her sobs any more. She didnt know how long time had passed till she found the strength to stand and compose herself. She was shocked that her bedroom door was still open and waved a spell to close and lock it. She wanted to be alone, she laid on her bed and closed her eyes, "ekam em leef gnihton....ekam em leef gnihton...." she knew the words wouldnt work she had no focus and her emotions were a mess, but she hoped the more she said it the more she could believe it. She feel asleep after the sun had risen and found the pain a little less as intense the night before. She rolled out of bed and started her day painting on her showbiz smile and attitude for the others, not wanting them to be dragged into Nightwing and her problems.