DISCLAIMER: I STILL don't own RFR!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you all SO much for all of the wonderful reviews! They make me soooo happy to hear from you guys! Anyways, I'm glad you liked the last chapter, and I'm glad there were no horrible reactions to the sex thing. I went out on a limb there, and I considered leaving the whole think with just a kiss, but I figured- to hell with it! Why not make it all the more juicy? Besides, I think this fits much better with my original plans. Anyways- enough of me, lets talk about them.
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Travis felt a sharp twinge of pain as his head hit the pavement and Ray slammed his body against the ground. Ray's eyes were wide with raw anger and Travis could practically taste how much Ray hated him at the moment. He wasn't one to fight his friends but Travis knew he had to do something to stop Ray before he did something he regretted.
"Ray! Ray! Please, just hold on, let me explain, it just happened, we didn't-" Travis was trying to push Ray off him with all his strength, but yoga was no match for someone with a brother whose favorite past time was inflicting pain.
"LIKE I FUCKING CARE HOW IT HAPPENED, TRAVIS! You knew how I felt, and you did it anyways. That's what I get for trusting a fucking prick like you." Ray was throwing haphazard punches at Travis' face and panting as he yelled at full-force.
"Ray, please just listen-" Travis' sentence was cut short as Ray's last punch hit him square in the jaw. Travis shuddered in pain and his struggle faltered momentarily. Ray sensed the weakness and aimed his next punch, landing what was soon sure to be a shining black eye.
A splitting pain erupted in Travis' head and his own instincts kicked in as he threw his first punch. Ray's shock lasted less no more than a few seconds but Travis saw opportunity and used all of his strength to flip Ray onto the ground, changing the positions of power.
Everything blurred into a mess of fists and anger and before either of them knew what had happened Robbie was pulling Ray off of Travis and holding him back as he lunged after Travis again.
"Ray! Ray, what the hell are you doing? That's Travis why are you-"
"He had sex with her, Robbie." They could all could hear the blind hatred in his voice, and Robbie cast an uncertain glance at Travis as Ray pulled away from his grip and repeated himself. "He had sex with Lily, Robbie, he deserves everything he gets." He started towards Travis again but Robbie caught his arm just in time.
"Robbie, don't get in the middle of this, man…"
"Go home, Ray."
"Robbie, you know he deserves it, just let me…"
" Go home, Ray." Robbie's voice was firm and he was looking Ray straight in the eyes. Ray wiped his bloody nose on his sleeve and shot a nasty glare at Travis, but then turned and left the vacant lot the same way Lily had.
Robbie took a last look at Ray's retreating form and offered a hand to Travis, helping him off the ground.
"Come on, let's get you cleaned up."
They headed inside the station and Robbie handed Travis a clean rag and some spare band-aids. He slowly nursed his own wounds, rinsing a cut on his forehead and covering it gingerly with one of the band-aids.
"Travis…"
Travis looked up from what he was doing to see Robbie leaning on the table in front of him.
"… How did it happen?"
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A/N: Hmm, do I see a flashback in my reader's futures? Review to find out!
