Steven Universe fic

part 4 Chapter One: Rainy Days

The summer winds brought rain to Beach City, washing the landscape in a dull grey as it poured.
Steven held his fingers in the blinds, watching the raindrops plink onto the ground.
He took the rain as a sign to rest, despite wanting nothing but to cease the storm of thoughts in his head. The gems sat on the couch, waiting for him to return.
It had been hard, watching him stress over the deteriorating state of homeworld. There was little they could do though, many of the New Homeworld gems had refused the call to action, citing Obsidians arrival as the only worthwhile reason to fight.
They were right, in that regard, the diamonds would have no reason to attack earth, not unless they wanted Steven's retaliation. Not even the coup had reached earth. Majority of the gems who had moved here had been cured from the corruption, and enjoyed their lives.
They were not quick to throw them away for a cause that wouldn't directly harm their home.

"You want to watch a movie, Steven?" Amethyst asked hesitantly, holding up one of the several Lonely Blade sequels. The boy didn't answer.

"What about a game?" Spinel stretched Steven's gamebox and Controller toward him, lightly shaking it behind him. He sighed reluctantly, causing her to retract the toy and set it back down.

"You could invite Connie over?" Pearl added, though she wasn't entirely sure the girl was in town. Steven turned toward his friend's, letting out an exasperated sigh, followed by a small disgruntled groan.

"She went on vacation to her aunt's house," he lowered his head, "in india." He grumbled.

"What's that?" Spinel asked.

"Far away!" He exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air in frustration. Steven took a step up the stairs, not looking at the gems. "I'm just gonna go sulk in my room." He muttered, before making his way up the stairs, closing and locking the door as he entered his room.

Steven flopped over onto his bed, rolling onto his back to face the ceiling. The patter of rain on the window lulling him into near sleep. But Steven couldn't sleep. He could only think about Homeworld, the colonies, the weapon the Diamonds had made. Everything was falling apart. And he didn't know how to solve the problem.
The diamonds had reverted back to punishing everyone, Aquamarine staged a coup, and even though it failed, she probably wasn't going to quit. And whatever modifications the diamonds added to the Rejuvenator, they would be complete, any day now.
Not to mention, Lars and the off colors were nowhere to be seen.
Nothing felt right, nothing seemed to be going well. And it only seemed to get worse.
This whole endeavor, Steven thought, was pulled out from the curtain the moment Spinel stepped through the warp.
Everything started going downhill, and Steven wanted only to turn back time, do something, anything different. He didn't even know what he did wrong.
He wanted to let time run its course, let the diamonds work out homeworld, let the coup take place and stay on earth, ignoring it all.
But he just couldn't.  
He couldn't let himself.
He wouldn't let himself, and it was tearing him apart, piece by piece.

"Why can't things just..stop?" He sighed to himself, turning over on his side and staring at the water droplets forming on the window pane.
They drifted along the glass, colliding with each other, separating and doing it again.