Raven's point of view:
When I wake up, I notice Cyborg guarding the door and Beast Boy is giving me a look of disappointment. It's only after a few minutes that I realise that I'm also tied to the bed. They really don't trust me.
"It's for your own protection," Beast Boy says when he notices the look on my face.
"What about when I have to eat?" I know that they probably don't want me to use my powers, and I actually agree with that. They don't know exactly what will happen if I do use them because it will do a lot more than just destroy the infirmary wing. To answer my question, he picks up a plate of waffles and gets a fork full.
"Open." You have got to be kidding me.
"Beast Boy..." He cuts me off by shoving the fork full of waffles into my mouth.
"I know, but you have to eat."
"The door..." He shoves another fork full in my mouth.
"I know, but Robin said not to take chances since you're so stubborn."
"What if..." Anouther fork full.
"Sorry, Raven." I hear Cyborg laughing, so I glare at him. He knows that I'll be able to use my powers agian eventually, so he wisely shuts up. I then direct my glare at Beast Boy and he sets the plate down. "Sorry." He rubs the back of his neck before sitting down. There's a chair at the other side of the room, but he sits down next to my bed. Why does he keep on insisting on sitting there. This is going up be a long trip to recovery.
"Cyborg, I'm tied up; you don't have to guard the door," I mutter.
"I don't know. You could just use your powers to get out," he says.
"I know how dangerous that would be."
"You also knew that you shouldn't have gotten up, but you did that anyways."
"I got up to get an apple. Besides, it doesn't look like any of you are hurt."
"Yeah, but you put your own health at risk!" Beast Boy yells.
"I think I should be able to be in charge of what I can and can not do!"
"Not if it puts your health at risk!"
"Why do you even care, Beast Boy?"
"Because," he pauses for a minute before starting over. "Because I'm your friend."
Beast Boy's point of view:
"Because..." I love you. I can't say that, though. "Because I'm your friend," I say instead. "Because I care. I don't care about what your dad did our what your destiny is, you're my friend. I know that even though you don't act like it, you care about us. You already admitted that when you practically said that you wouldn't do anything that hurts your, well guess what, if you hurt yourself, then you're hurting us because we care about you! We're trying our best to help you, but you have to Help us help you by not putting your health at risk! Please, Raven, I don't want to see you get hurt or worse."
Raven's point of view:
I stare at Beast Boy, not sure about what to say.
"I didn't know," I mutter after a few minutes.
"Well, now you do, so please, be careful," he mutters.
"Can I please be untied now?" I ask.
"Will you try anything stupid?" Beast Boy asks.
"No." He looks at Cyborg before pressing a button and I feel the restraints let me go.
"You'll have someone watching you at all times," he mutters before sitting back down. I don't even remember him standing up. At least I won't have people shoving food into my mouth when I'm trying to talk. I guess that kind of makes up for it. I look over at Beast Boy right as my head starts pounding.
Cyborg must have noticed the look of pain on my face because he asks, "what's wrong, Raven?"
"My head's pounding," I whisper and Cyborg grabs something. He forces me take the small pills, I guess that's what they where anyways. Next thing I know, the world around me is black. Whatever the pills where, it totally knocked me out.
Beast Boy's point of view:
"Please leave, Beast Boy. I need to figure out what's wrong with her, and you'll just get in my way. I'll call you when I'm done." I take one last look at Raven's sleeping body, looking at her paler than usual face and her unnatural beauty before leaving. It's not until I'm in my room reading that I realise that I thought that she was beautiful. I feel a blush creep it's way into my cheeks.
A/n I do not own Teen Titans.