XIV

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Ray's POV

My body is drained from any ounce of hope. Hope that this man could have actually been kind, could have actually been a friend.

But here I am, my cheek stinging and body crumpled to the ground. I lay at his feet, mouth open wide.

He stared at me, color drained from his face and eyes wide. Was that guilt, flashing in his eyes? No. It wasn't. It wasn't real. It wasn't.

Finally composing any courage I had, I pushed myself off the ground, arms heavy with fatigue. My knees give off a painful crack, from being bent far too long.

In the distance, I could hear the faint calls of Rose, softly yelling "Catch me! Catch me!" Pity she had to deal with this monster.

"Please,"

This time it wasn't me who was saying it.

Grayson tries to reach out, but I jerk away, my movements robotic.

"I'm sorry, i'm sorry," He says, chest rapidly falling and rising again.

I shake my head, hatred slowly filling me more than I had imagined.

"You don't touch me, speak to me, look at me, or even think of me. You cruel hateful monster." I seethed, shaking.

Hot tears filled my eyes, but I blink them away. Why were my eyes getting watery? Is it because I actually thought I could trust him?

"R-" Grayson's cut off with my screech.

"Don't even say my name!" My vision is blurred, and I can't think straight.

"What the fuck is going on?" I turn my head, seeing Ethan.

I let out a humorless laugh.

"Ask your shitfaced brother, why don't you?" I spit, not even able to look at him.

Ethan raises his eyebrows, before lowering them to my cheek. He sucks in a breath, darting his eyes to his brother.

His eyes narrow, a face of disgust and accusation taking over. Grayson looks away, to the side.

"Go to your pod, Ray." Ethan says, still watching Grayson.

"Gladly." My voice cracks as I take wobbly steps forward and away from him.

The hall lights flicker, their blue light casting a shadow of my body. I hug my self, mind going crazy from what had happened.

Then, the tears come. The corners of my mouth taste salty, and my cheeks are cold from the cool breeze. I squeeze my eyes, forcing more tears out. Silent crying was the most painful for me. I approach my pod, and hurry inside. Viper isn't here, luckily, so I have the room to myself.

I change out of Grayson's clothes, throwing them onto the ground and putting on my own. His scent still hovers, lingering on my skin from his shirt. It smells nice, but it brings pain.

I lay down on my bed, curling my knees up to my chest. Maybe I'm overreacting, making this situation seem more important than it is. Or maybe I'm not. Maybe this is important. Who am I to know?

A knock came from outside, before the door opens. I gasp. I shoot up from my bed, nearly hitting my head on the ceiling.

"Luke!" I exclaim, relief washing over me. But that soon left when I saw the tears staining his cheeks. It looks like I'm not the only one who's in a bad mood today.

"Ray..A-Ashton..he's dead!" Luke stammers, eyes watering even more. He's the complete opposite of the Luke I was training with back then in The Void. It seemed like ages since then, but in reality it's been only about 3 or 4 days. I've lost track since I met Grayson.

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