Fragments Of Love Series Part 1 : Toxic Love [ SandRay - Only Friends ]

Dream

I know it's been a while, but a lot was coming up for me
I hope you enjoy (?) this chapter.
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Sand stretched, the warm rays of the sun that fell through the window of the living room danced on his naked upper body.

Slowly, the memories of the night before came back to him, and the mixture of pure happiness and absolute shame washed through him. He slowly opened his eyes and looked for Ray, who he assumed was lying next to him, but the spot next to him was empty. Sand rubbed a hand over his face and sat up.

"Ray?" No answer. "Ray?" Sand stood up and stretched. He knocked on the bathroom door, but the other wasn't there either. It didn't take Sand long to realize that he was alone in the apartment. Ray had gone, disappeared like a ghost. The only thing he had left behind was the burning scratches on Sand's back, which showed him that he hadn't been dreaming last night.

"Where have you been?" Black turned to Ray, who had just come in through the door.

"Not at home."

"Obviously." Black looked at his friend. "You slept with him, didn't you?" Ray rolled his eyes.

"Why do you always know everything?" He sat down on the bed and ran a hand over his face.

"First of all, you look like you've made the worst mistake of your life and at the same time look like you've had the best sex of your life. How is that even possible at the same time?"

"Even if I tried to explain, I don't think it would make any sense." Ray flopped down on the bed.

"So you were the second choice and the affair too?" Black sat down on the bed with Ray.

"I think I was the consolation," Ray mumbled. "Summer broke up with him."

"Now, how did that happen? Where's my tea when I need it?" Ray sat up and took a deep breath, before filling Black in about everything that had happened. "That's what I call a turn of events. I didn't need the full details of the whole fucking against a wall though, but I appreciate your thorough storytelling."

"Can you not talk about it please?"

"But isn't that what you wanted the whole time?" A confused expression spread on Black's face.

"Not like that..." Ray sighed. "I don't want to be the second option. Not a consolation and certainly not a replacement."

"Well isn't this familiar to you?" Ray swallowed. "The taste of your own medicine is bitter isn't it?" Black grinned crookedly.

"I guess..." Ray realized that Black was referring to the whole thing with Mew and Sand being in his shoes back then. "It's a shitty feeling."

"And what do you want to do now?"

"If I'd know that. I would like to loot an entire liquor store, just forget, not feel anything anymore." Ray's gaze shifted to Black.

"Ray...you can't always drown your feelings in me."

"It's convenient though."

"I'm not your replacement drug." Black leaned against the wall at the head of the bed.

"We had a deal."

"I know, but I'm not sure if it's a good idea anymore Ray."

"I can decide for myself if it's a good idea or not, Black." Ray let himself fall on the bed again.

"I know that. You're old enough. But I am part of this agreement as well you know?"

"Do you want to end it?" Ray's voice seemed to come from far away, it was as if he had drifted into another world.