Fading

Does he even care?

Beastboy's P.O.V

I rubbed my eyes. Morning already? I looked at the time. It was 11ish. But that's not important. All I cared about was the fact that Raven was awake. After yesterday I wanted Raven to be mine. At least more than before.

I scrambled out of bed and ran to the common room looking for my favorite purple haired empath.

There she was. Enjoying her tea while reading a book. She's so pretty. I could look at her all day. She looked up at me. "Do you need something?" She asked dryly.

Embarrassed that I was caught I stammered. "Oh um no. I was just chilling." I hoped I looked convincing. Just chilling? That was a lame excuse. She just rolled her eyes and continued reading her book. I know she doesn't want me staring at her but I can't help myself.

"Hey bb." I whipped my head around. Cyborg. When did he show up. He looked at me and then at Raven. "You hanging with your girlfriend?" He asked, smirking.

"She's not my girlfriend." I yelled instinctively. "We're barely even friends." Why did I say that. I looked over to Raven.

She had stopped reading her book and looked at me. She looked REALLY upset. I braced myself for her to attack me. But instead she just teleported away.

"What just happened?" I shook my head confused.

Cyborg was staring at me. "What?" I asked, not liking his prying eyes. "Dude how could you say that to her."

"She makes fun of me all the time." I said defensively.

"That was just cold." Cyborg said before walking away. His voice rang in my head.

What made me say those awful things to her? I slumped my shoulders. Now she probably hates me.

I ran to my room. My eyes watering. I just told the love of my life that she's nothing to me. I bet she's feeling terrible. I sure am. How is she ever going to love me now?

I want to apologize but I'm probably the last person she wants to see.

Raven's P.O.V

He hates me. And to think I thought he..well...wished he loved me. Tears streamed down my face. Wait a minute!

Oh my God. I love Beastboy!

I smiled, but it was short lived. It doesn't matter now since he hates me. He probably doesn't want anything to do with me.

I started sobbing into my pillow. I couldn't stop myself. Who would love someone like me anyway?

For a moment I thought he cared about me. That maybe just maybe he liked me for who I was. Was it all a lie? Just another prank to him? Did he not care at all? I froze. He was playing with my emotions all along.