Sun shines brightly against my eyes and when i open them, i find myself sprawled out beside a muscular body. when i look up i find Ray's peaceful face laying limply against his arm. his eyes are closed and his mouth slightly open. soft snores escape his lips whenever he breathes in.

"Ray." i whisper and shake his shoulder gently. he stirs and frowns before grumbling under his breath and going back to sleep.

i roll my eyes and get onto my knees. he fees my shadow on my face and his eyes flutter open.

"Am i in heaven?" he mumbles as he rubs the sleep out of his eyes.

"No, dummy. wake up, we have to get home." i chuckle and lay down to place my head on his chest.

"do we have to?" he asks and wraps an arm around me.

"Yes."

"what day is it?"

"Sunday."

"Crud." he groans and covers his eyes with his free hand.

"What?"

"Summer Bonfire's tonight." he sighs and turns his body to bury his face in the crook of my neck.

"what's that?" i ask with a chuckle.

"it's when the soccer team brings their girlfriends to the beach for this party thing. it's a way to see who's off limits for the first few months of school. the single guys show up just to make sure they don;t get themselves into trouble."

"how barbaric." i tease and chuckle when he blushes brightly."

"Come with me?" he pleads into my ear.

"why should i? just a bunch of snotty girls waiting to give me their glares."

"not all of them are like that. and i want them all to meet you. i want you to be there for me."

"i'll always be there for you Ray."

"then come."

"...alright." i sigh reluctantly and smile when he chuckles in triumph before kissing me softly.

"Let's get home." he sighs. i nod and sit up. we both move back to our seats and Ray sighs again as he drives back towards town.

RAY POV:

when i get home, no one's awake yet. i trudge up to my room and collapse on my bed. sleep almost immediately pulls me under.

I'm sitting in the middle of a soccer field. the white painted lines are bright and fresh. the smell of freshly cut grass fills my nostrils and i take a deep breath to take it all in. A brand new soccer ball sits on my lap and i lift up to eye level for inspection.

"Beautiful isn't it? so bright...so new. no flaws." i look up in shock to find a tall girl. she's wearing a white blouse with lace designs on her sleeves and chest. her jeans are a stark black and her high heels dig into the grass. the girl's hair is pulled back into a tight pony tail. not a single hair out of place and her eyes shine a confident Green.

"Who are you?" i find myself asking.

"Blanca." she smiles kindly and sighs. "it starts off so pure...and then it goes through torture...sometimes without realizing." i look down and frown as i watch scruff marks, dirt, and other stains start to mark up the once clean ball. i drop it onto the ground and find that it's completely covered in bad marks.

"what..happened to it?"

"it was played with..." she mumbles sadly. "you must make your choice Raymond...you can't have both worlds." with that, her figure shimmers and she's gone in the blink of an eye.

"Ray!" i turn and smile when i see Stella standing in front of one of the Goal's. she's clad in my jersey, a big smile on her face. beside her, her guitar case lays silently.

"Beech!" i turn again to find the team waving me over with frowns. "Come on man, we're supposed to go to Dante's remember?"

"Ray we have rehearsals today." Stella shouts with a sigh.

"Beech!"

"Ray!" my hear turns form one to the other quickly.

suddenly i feel a sting on my arm. I clutch my wrist to find my skin tearing. in place of my once flawless skin is now covers with either ugly scars or scabs.

"Ray!" another sting forms a long scar across my forearm.

"Beech!" a scab forms along my wrist.

"Ray!" the voices become faint and i find the world spinning before i collapse and hit my head against the soft grass. pain tears at my chest and slowly crawls to my stomach and then chest. my name fills the air and i start screaming as the pain intensifies with every passing second.

eventually it becomes too much and i eagerly welcome unconsciousness.

the painless peace doesn't last long though. I'm suddenly yanked back and i find myself standing in the middle of the cafeteria.

"You're nothing to me Stella!" i turn in shock and find a clone of myself screaming at a crying Stella. "you were just a play thing." the clone smirks.

"No." i whisper and walk over in shock.

"no...you're lying." Stella gasps and sniffles.

"you actually believe a guy like me could love a girl as hideous as you?" the clone asks in shock before laughing harshly. "don;t be so pathetic." suddenly Jules walks up to the clone's side and wraps an arm around his waist. the Clone smiles confidently before leaning down to kiss the blond.

"No!" i scream and step forward. when my hand tries to connect with my clone however, it goes straight through his arm. i turn to find Stella crippled on the floor sobbing. "No stella. please." i kneel and try to touch her face but my fingers dissolve and she continues to cry. the familiar darkness starts to flood my vision and i trash and fight against it in attempts to try and comfort Stella. but it pulls me in despite my attempts.

when light finally appears, i find myself in a stuffy room filled with crying people. I'm dressed in a black and white Tux, a simple rose in my left hand and a tissue in my right. i pass the people who are sobbing and frown when i find Wen and Olivia, along with Charlie and Mo crying silently near the front of the room.

"She committed suicide." Mo sobs into Charlie's chest.

"It's all his fault." Olivia whispers through the tears. i turn towards where Wen is staring to find a glossy casket.

"No." i whisper and rush over. i gasp at the sight.

laid out on the thick white pillows, Stella lays with her hands on her stomach and her eyes closed. she's not breathing and her skin a sickly pale. i feel the tears staining my eyes and watch as a droplet falls form my face and gently hits her cheek. i reach up and wipe my face with the tissue before collapsing onto my knees.

i drop the rose to the floor and watch as the blood red petals wither before turning to dust.

"Mister?" i look up in shock to find myself standing in the middle of a familiar room.

"Stella?" i recognize the small girl as stella at a much younger age. her eyes and smile are still the same. her hair is much longer and her eyes are a soft brown.

"how do you know my name?" she asks in surprise.

"Stella." i gasps and hug her close to my chest. she yelps in surprise before chuckling and lifting her hand to my head. her tiny fingers run through my hair gently.

"you shouldn't cry Mister." she chastises gently.

"Stella." i whisper. the darkness starts closing in again and i gasps. "No." i gasp.

"You're really cute yo know that?" Stella whispers.

that's the last thing i hear before I bolt up into a sitting position. I'm back in my room and I'm drenched in sweat. i take deep breathes and look around my room. for the first time in years, i notice the way i have it decorated. i've never really payed much attention to it but now i realize that... it's filled with pictures of my past nothing is of the present. i pick up on of the frames on my bed side table and stare down at a younger version of me and my parents. we're smiling happily, a Mickey mouse hat perched on my head.

my mom's hugging me to her side tightly and my father is mid laugh. my hands are outstretched to show the big castle behind us.

"you were four." i look up to find my dad smiling sadly.

"how long have you been there?" i ask in shock.

"just a few seconds." he responds.

"i remember this day, it's the day Mom let me go on Splash Mountain and i freaked out right before the last drop...she told me to close my eyes and pretend i was flying." i whisper.

"you screamed...like a girl." my dad whispers. we both chuckle and i place the photo back on my table.

"Daddy?" i look up to find Steph standing behind my father. she's wearing a sun dress. her light curls are ties into pig tails and her eyes shine brightly with happiness. "are you ready?" she asks giddily.

"yeah." my dad smiles down at her and nods at me before leaving. my door shuts behind them and i lay back down with a huff.

after an hour of laying in bed, i finally stand up and head towards the shower. i spend as much time as i can under the water before it turns cold and i have to get out.

i walk into my room in nothing but my towel with a sigh. not bothering to check my phone, i turn to my dresser and pull out a change of clothes.

"Ahem." i jump and turn just as I'm about to drop the towel.

"what are you doing in here?" i ask as my eyes fall on a familiar blond.

"I just wanted to talk to you." Jules says innocently as she stands and stalks over to me. "your brother let me in." her fingers curl around my bicep and she sqeezes roughly.

"get out." i say and rip myself from her grasp. she pouts her thickly glossed lips and sits at my bed.

"Come on Ray, we both know you don't want her."

"you're wrong."

"right." she scoffs and lays down.

"Jules I'm serious get out." i say and quickly pull on a pair of boxers while she's not looking.

"why can't we just get back to the way it was? you know...when you'd sneak me in through the back door and...we'd have fun." she giggles and walks over to me, pinning me to the wall.

"that wasn't fun Jules...i was desperate back then now I'm not. just leave me alone." i growl out and sigh.

"Ray, you're brother-" i look up to find Stella standing in the doorway.

"Stella." i gasp and watch her slowly close the door behind her.

"what's going on?" she asks cautiously.

"it's not what it look like..." i begin.

"you don't have to lie to her Ray." Jules purrs and runs her fingers over my cheek. "tell her how you want me back."

"Stella she's lying."

"Ray..." Stella sighs and sits down on my bed.

"Stella?" i whisper as she inspects her nails in a bored manner.

she suddenly stands and glares at Jules.

"i suggest that unless you want that pretty face of yours to be bruised and busted...you get out." Jules lets out a squeak of surprise before hurrying out.

i sigh in relief and walk over to her. before i can get close enough however she places a hand on my chest and glares up at me.

"let's get one thing straight Beech... i don't share. never have, never will. so if i ever see her or anyone else around you like that again...i won;t stick around to find the truth. got it." with every sentence she pokes my chest roughly.

"yup." i choke out and sigh in relief when she smiles brightly and hugs my waist.

Okay so really sorry about the LONG wait. you guys should thank DramaQueen127 for getting me to write again. i can;t wait to read our guy's comments on this. i know it's not all that good but i'm proud of it! so don't forget to leave a review! i'll be updating as fast as i can, I'm really into super-heroes right now so i'm writing about Young Justice mostly. if any of you watch the show please tell me! it comes back on saturday! yay!

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