Don't Mess With Ouija Boards

-Raven's POV-

It's been a while since I talked things out with Ronnie, and they seemed to be going great. Unfortunately my issues were coming back to haunt me and I just can't fight any more. What he doesn't know won't hurt him...

-Ronnie POV-

Small hotel party since two of the rooms were right next to each other with adjoining doors. We opened the separating door and ordered some pizzas.

“Has anyone seen Ray anywhere?” I asked when I realized she wasn’t anywhere in sight.

“Last I saw, she had headed to the bathroom, but that was a while ago. Maybe she’s next door?” Jinx said with a raised eyebrow.

I nodded a quick thanks and headed out to go find her. She was on the patio of the room next door, but I couldn’t get myself to open the sliding glass door. I couldn’t bring myself to believe what I was even seeing.



-Raven POV-

My hands shake as I pull the plastic baggie out of my pocket in the dark corner of the patio. Thankfully there was a concrete divider between the patios, so the guys that were outside next door couldn’t see what I was doing. I could hear Jinx and Jake talking. I could hear Ev laughing at something they had said. I could hear the music in the background, voices talking quietly over them. I could hear everything, though I wasn’t really listening. My attention was focused on one thing, and that was the clear plastic in my hand that held two little round pieces of sweet relief.

Relief from the shaking. Relief from the headaches and the nausea. Relief from the pain. Relief from life itself for a little while.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered into the night sky knowing I was disappointing everyone who thought I could do this, ripping open the plastic and popping the pills into my mouth.

Not even three seconds later I heard the door open behind me.

“What the fuck was that Ray?” the taller, tattoo covered singer asked me.

I did my best to avoid his eyes while I tried to lie, “What are you talking about?”

“You know damn well what I’m talking about. How long has this been going on?” he shouted. I could tell the party was quiet now. No doubt they were listening in on what was happening.

“I really don’t know what you are referring to,” I said quietly as I scratched at the back of my head, discretely tossing the evidence over the railing as I did.

“How long have you been back on the drugs?” Ronnie asked, his voice scarier and angrier than I’ve ever heard it before.

I stood there, uncomfortable with his anger and closeness, unable to even think to answer. Before I even what had happened I felt a stinging on my face. I don’t even remember it actually happening. Just feeling a sting on my face, my hand now where the pain was coming from. Everything seemed to happen quickly yet in slow motion all at once.

As soon as it happened Ashley was between Ronnie and I, holding his fist after swinging at Ronnie. Jinx had pulled me into the room, Ev was checking me over as a mixture of emotions worked their way through her eyes and across her face.

The last thing I heard before passing out from the shock and the pills was Ashley screaming from the patio, “If you ever come near her again, I’ll kill you myself.”

With that the walls faded away and everything went black.


When I woke up a few hours later I could still feel the sting in my cheek a little. Everly was sitting on the bed next to me, Jinx at the foot as he talked to Ashley.

“Hey! You’re awake! What the hell did you even take? You were practically dead,” Ashley said as soon as he saw my eyes open, immediately at my side.

“I don’t really remember,” I mumbled sheepishly as I looked at the three people surrounding me.

“Ray, you know we need to talk about this. What happened? I thought you were doing good?” Jinx spoke softly, as though he were worried I was going to break if he spoke any other way.

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