I'd like to thank BLJ first, though, for being honest. I was worried about uploading this one cause I knew it would be compared directly to another really recent fic that sort of has the same storyline. I didn't realize there were others because I don't read every RFR fic on the site. But don't worry, I'm not a big cliché-spewing machine. This one's a little different than those stories. :)

I also wanna give a nice big internet-hug to Rini- who doesn't prefer Rily, but still gives my stories a chance. You totally rock.

Anyway, thanks again... there should be a new chapter daily cause I'm on spring break right now.

-YESTERDAY-
Chapter 2
by Ellie

Ok. Ok, just calm down.

There has to be a reasonable explanation for this...

My head was pounding and I kept my eyes closed. Maybe this is all just one, big, crazy dream... maybe.... maybe last night didn't happen? There wasn't a party... all I did was I spend the night at Audrey's, and slept in her guest bedroom.

Oh, and Ray's just a mirage? Yeah, right.

I opened my eyes, face to face with a sleeping Ray.

I swallowed hard, and all of a sudden I could taste it... my mouth tasted like... did I puke sometime during the night?

God.

I felt so gross... did me and Ray...?

Ok, Lily, come on... don't think about that. It couldn't have happened... he wouldn't let that happen. He's Ray. He cares about you.

And he also dragged you to a party.

Because he cares?

I glanced at him again, and spotted something... he had some dark purple rims around and below his left eye... someone had punched him.

That might be my move, but that's definitely not my spot.

I suddenly felt terrible for him, then realized that all this... everything right now... was his fault.

It's all his fault...

I closed my eyes again for a minute, just wanting this to be over. I felt my stomach churn, but I just couldn't really move... I just didn't want to.

I looked at his arm..

Wasn't he wearing a coat last night?

He was, he was wearing that one, with the white... the one I like.

I pushed the covers down a little bit. No shirt. Ray wasn't wearing a shirt.

And I suddenly felt a draft, and glanced down.

I wasn't wearing a shirt either.

I still had a bra on... but no shirt. My shirt was gone...

I sat up quickly, my head still aching and just feeling nauseous as hell, and started looking around the room- please say they're just... strewn around somewhere...

No sign of anything. No shirts, no... I wasn't wearing pants either, was I? No sign of those in the room as well.

This isn't good.

No, this isn't good at all...

I took the blanket slowly... please don't wake up, Ray, please don't wake up... just stay passed out...

I managed to get the blanket almost completely off... don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up...

Got it. I slowly stood up off of the bed -- don't wake up, don't wake up -- and let out a small relieved sigh when Ray didn't move an inch.

I took the blanket and wrapped it around me, it was freezing cold... and I walked out into Audrey's hallway.

I walked into the livingroom, which was a complete mess... I did a double take when I saw the couch.

I do remember Ray's arm snaking around me, and I do remember... I remember the arm... I felt lips... did he just kiss me? No, no, I started laughing. Of course he didn't, this is Ray and me...

What happened after that? It was all just a big blur.

The house was empty, unless there were others sleeping...

I glanced at the clock. 12:24 p.m.

I need clothes... where would I find clothes... Audrey's room!

I made my way slowly down the hall, bypassing empty cans and random garbage lying around, as I slowly opened her door.

Empty. No one was in there...

I quickly put on some of her pajamas, I'm sure she wouldn't mind.

I really wouldn't mind knowing where she was right now, though.

The taste in my mouth was really starting to make me sick again, and I sat down on her bed for a moment.

Everything just stopped clicking for me again; no one was here... I felt like I was taken advantage of, by Ray, of all people... my clothes were gone, I don't remember anything useful, except for the fact that Ray did kiss me on that couch.

Which wasn't something that was promising.

I stood up again, letting out a shaky sigh... don't cry, don't cry... don't cry right now. Maybe Ray remembers what happened.

I made my way to the bathroom, turning on the light... I winced again; it was so bright... I see soap... toothbrush... mouthwash! It was weird the strange joy I got from finding something so little.

But I couldn't taste it.

I could taste the after-puke taste in my mouth earlier. But I couldn't taste the mouthwash...

The earlier taste was gone, but... what was going on? How much do you have to drink to... to not be able to taste things?

Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god....

What if me and Ray did have sex?

Ok, stop thinking about it again...

But it's possible.

He made a move on me, I remember him making a move on me...

I looked up at my reflection in the mirror. I looked terrible... my hair was a mess, my face was pale, I just looked... like a complete mess...

I let out another sigh, and made my way back to the guest room.

Ray was still asleep, still clad in boxers, and still blanket-less... and I realized I'd left it back in Audrey's room when I changed into her clothes.

I spotted a phone on the small table next to Ray's side of the bed.

I contemplated whom I'd call... I can't call my parents and have them pick me up, they'd smell the alcohol on me, and I'd be in trouble.

Can't call Robbie and Travis, I don't want to deal with what they'd have to say right now.

Audrey. I can call Audrey's cell...!

I walked across the room, dodging the bed, not wanting to wake Ray up. He was more of a mess than I was.

I grabbed the phone, and looked at the numbers, dialing in the familiar seven digits...

I held the phone to my ear, starting to pace back and forth.

I heard a ring...

Then heard another down the hall.

She left her cell home. I quickly hung up, and sat the phone back down-

"Lily?"

I glanced down. He woke up.

He was obviously feeling the repercussions of drinking too much, as he shut his eyes again, then realizing where he was, sat up quickly.

He brought his hand up to his face, trying to rub the sleep out of his eyes in a strange way, but quickly came in contact with his black eye. "God... damn..."

"Ray, what happened last night?"

He looked up at me. "You don't remember?" I shook my head, and he closed his eyes for a second. "We went to Audrey's party."

"Yeah, I remember that." I sat down on the end of the bed, avoiding eye contact. "But.... at the party, what do you remember?"

He paused for a moment, trying to think. "I- I don't know..." He looked at me. "By any chance do Audrey's parents keep aspirin anywhere?"

"Probably," I started fidgeting with my fingers. "Ray, do you know where our clothes are?"

It wasn't until now that he really realized he was sitting there with only a pair of boxers on. "Uh," he started, glancing down. "If I did, I'd be wearing them."

"Ray, do you think me and you...." I did a little hand gesture that didn't even mean anything; I just didn't want to say it.

He looked dumbfounded. "I... well, I... don't know, I don't think... I mean, maybe..." He started trailing off, then he paused. "I really don't remember."

"Why did you even drag me to this party, Ray?"

Alright, the next chappie is where I personally start to like the story. Fighting, fighting... and fighting!

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