Hey! This chapter came a later then what I hoped. Sorry:( The Halloween party is now a masquerade, just so you know.

Chapter 3

The whole week dragged on. It couldn't pass by any slower. A week now felt like a century, I could imagine what a year would be like now with him. Tears threaten to fall at every moment. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. Before lunch I went to the nurse.

I lied and said I had a stomach pain, because she couldn't tell if I were lying, she had no choice but to let me stay. She told me to lie down on a cot and relax.

I glanced around getting a little bored and noticed a painting on the wall of grass and a flower. My eyes started to sting as I remembered my gothic prince and all of his beautiful paintings. I couldn't take the pain any longer.

I asked the nurse to let me use the bathroom then I went in the stall and all I did was cry. I tried stopping once but that only brought on more tears so I just cried till there were no more tears left. This whole day I've had to deal with the fact that life goes on after the one you love left you. I just couldn't take it anymore.

After a while I stopped crying but started to hiccup instead. I didn't really care though. Why should I?

I got out of the stall and noticed no one else in the bathroom so I looked at myself in the mirror for about five minutes. My eyes were blood shot red, my face wet with tears; I looked like a walking zombie. How could someone ever love a girl like me? I don't see anything special about me at all. Besides my black clothes and makeup, I was just another girl.

I wanted to wait in here till the rest of lunch was over but then I heard the door open. I wasn't alone anymore.

"Hey." The voice was deep and made me jump. Trevor was standing by the door way looking at me in a way I couldn't really understand. "I heard you crying and wanted to see if you were okay." He explained quickly. I didn't say anything, couldn't really, afraid that I would break down again.

He started to walk over to me, slowly, waiting for my reaction. I didn't do anything just stood there. He took one of my hands in both of his and just felt every one of my fingers.

I pulled my hand away. I didn't want his condolences for me. With Trevor it's always a rollercoaster. One minute he'd insult me the next he'd want to get in my pants.

I met his eyes and saw nothing but confusion, and hurt. But I didn't care; I didn't want anything to do with Trevor. Couldn't he see that I would never like him that way? There was only one person I love, it didn't even matter that that same person didn't want anything to do with me. My heart would always belong to him.

So I did the only thing I could possibly think of that didn't involve kicking him in the shins. I walked out of the bathroom leaving him behind me. I didn't look back either but I was grateful that he didn't run after me.

When I got home from school I went to my room and fell asleep. When I woke it was only five o'clock. I groaned and tried falling back asleep.

When I heard my mom call my name I sat up in bed and wondered what I could've done wrong.

"Raven come here!" As much as I didn't feel like moving I still got up because I could stand with her calling my name all night.

I followed her voice to the kitchen.

"Someone's here to see you." she said. From the look at her face I wondered who it might be. My heart thumped faster as I considered the odds of it being him. But my heart dropped when I followed her gaze and saw Becky.

She waved at me and smiled. I forced a smile back. Fighting the tears that wanted so bad to escape.

"I thought you might want to go out for a while." she said. I hesitated not wanting to be anywhere. I tried to think up an excuse when my mom answered for me.

"Oh Becky, Raven would love to go out with you." I tried to open my mouth, to object to the unwanted arrangements, but nothing came out.

Becky squealed in excitement and immediately ran over to hug me. She made her way to my room, dragging me along with her. She set down a black bag, with a hanger at the top, on my bed.

I blink in surprise. I hadn't notice her carrying anything.

She unzipped the bag and the dress that was inside was beautiful. I couldn't look away from it. The dress looked beautiful with the great detailing, double seam bodice cups, edged ruffle bodice and waistline, covered buttons, artistic seam lines which move with the shape of the body, a fully layered dress skirt, with an inside panel of black ruffles, the dress looked to good to be true.

"I saw it in the store when I was shopping for my dress and I knew you'd just love it! The man at the store said it was called the Alice's Mourning Tea Dress." She couldn't stop smiling at me.

When I didn't answer her she looked worried. "You do like it right?" I couldn't speak so I just nodded. "Good. Now get into it."

She walked out the room and I slowly reached for the dress. Once I got it on I was amazed at how perfectly it fit me.

Becky walked in while I was gazing at myself in the mirror. The dress made my paleness look good. Becky noticed to and called herself a genius.

"Now for the most important part yet." She pulled out a mask from the bag and held it out to me. "It is a masquerade party anyway." She held the mask dramatically in the air. "It's called Lady of Discretion. Pretty right?" I nodded.

The mask was a black velvety color with edges in black braided trim and decorated with flowing black lace. The masks ties in back with black satin ribbons so I knew it would fit perfectly even before I put it on.

Becky got into her dress and quickly got me into black stiletto heels. After she touched up her makeup she rushed me into her truck.

I asked about Matt.

"Oh he's meeting us at the school. I told I had to get you ready for the dance." I felt bad hearing that. If it weren't for me she'd be riding with Matt like she was supposed to do.

She didn't seem bothered at all about having to be with me. That made me feel a little better.

We got to the school a little late, Becky didn't seem to notice. Matt was waiting for use outside the gym doors. Once he saw us his face lite up.

"I thought maybe you got lost or something." He joked as we got closer. He looked use over. "Wow you guys look great. Why can't I look as great as you two?"

Becky laughed and I couldn't help but think Matt did look as good as we did.

The gym decorations were elegant looking. It reminded me of the early eighteen hundred balls. The decorations were dark colors, to create the mystery feel to it. They hung, what looked like drapes, on every side of the wall.

They hung candle lights upside down from the ceiling casting shadows all over the room. The stage was designed with round tables covered in black cloths. The stage curtain hung a little low with lights all around it.

The place actually looked nice.

I stayed by the door unsure if I should leave or stay. I couldn't keep my mind from wandering forever.

Eventually I'd find myself thinking of him and I'd quickly try and change it. The thought left my broken and hollow. If he was here we'd be dance together having the best time of our lives.

But it was different for him. He didn't love me the way he thought he did. He explained it all to me before he left how he was sorry for leading me on.

I felt a tear slid down my cheek. I didn't bother to rub it away. No one could really see it behind my mask. I tried again to lose my self in the music and think of something else. I only lasted a couple of seconds.

He was all I really could think about. Him. His face, his smell, his arms wrapped around me, the way his lips felt against mine.

The room started to feel warmer and less breathable. The tears started coming now. More and more at a time. I quickly ran outside.

Once I was out I noticed the temperature dropped. The cold air was almost refreshing and calming. I was grateful for it.

As I made my way to Becky's car I heard the door open and close behind me. I guessed it was some other kids that decided to leave early too. I kept walking till I reached her car then just stood in front of it unsure of what to do.

The wind blew at me and I could hear the whistling sound it was making.

"Raven." The voice belonged to him. My mind got scattered and my knees started to feel weak. The voice was low and soft. It belonged to him. I started to go in the direction I heard it when I felt someone wrap their arms around me from behind.

"Please don't scream." Trevor said.

I know it's a bit of a cliffhanger but I didn't know how else to end it. The chapter is not as long as I hoped and not my best. Please review. The more reviews I get the faster I update. Now that school's over I will update more often.