The Final Year, The Final Show
Disclaimer - Still don't own the show. Honestly guys, if you sue me, all you'll get is a few pieces of paper, a pen and... *looks for pockets only to find that she doesn't have any* and that's it cause I don't have any pockets to have anything in....again....lol
A/N - I have no clue where I'm going with this. I'm just trying to update for those of you who DO read this, and for myself as well...I think I've finally managed to annoy myself lol.
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Ch 3 - Serious Talk Multiplied by 2 - 5/19/07 - 5:21pm - Saturday
After Riley had talked to Lily, she tried to write and add to her story but it didn't work. She figured she was just too mad to write at the moment. Currently, she was sitting in the center of her bed, in a, what Travis would call "mediating" position. She probably looked like she was meditating with her eyes closed the way they were. She let herself backwards into her pillow, opening her eyes. She couldn't understand Lily. Ray was her boyfriend, yet for the simple fact of no immediate response, she chose to ignore him? None of this was adding up. She shook her head. Wonder how Ray's doin?, She thought to herself. He was pretty down earlier... She sat up and ended in her previous position. She stood and exited her room. Before turning to her right and going to her cousin's room, she simply stood outside of her own. She then continued down the hall and stopped at Ray's door. He was either talking to someone on the phone or he was becoming more like Riley and he was talking to himself. She stood there at the door for a little bit to try and make out what he was saying. It was all mumbled and she couldn't understand a word. She shrugged and knocked.
Ray had locked himself up in his room from the moment that he and Riley had gotten home. He didn't want to talk to his parents, never mind Riley. He knew she'd eventually come around and let herself in his room but he was going to try and keep to himself for as long as possible. Right now, Lily was really confusing him. Maybe I should have just said something...maybe she wouldn't be acting so weird if I had... He didn't realize he'd said this out loud. When he did realize this, he wondered how long he'd been talking to himself. He was really lost in his thought right now. When there was a knock on his door, he jumped. Guess I should try not to get so lost in thought... That was one thing Ray never thought he would think. He frowned. Did that make sense? He shook his head and shrugged.
Riley knocked again. After a few moments of waiting again, she sighed and turned around. He obviously didn't want to be bothered, she'd just go back to her room. Just as she turned around, she heard Ray speak, and it wasn't to himself. "Who dares to enter the thing I call a room?"
Riley smirked, "It is I, Riley...oh and Damon and Loki are bound to pop up at some point...beware..."
Ray shook his head as he got up and opened the door. "Hey."
"Hey," She repeated, stepping into the room.
Ray closed the door behind her, "What's up?"
"Just....seeing how you were..." She paused and looked at him, "I mean, because of ...well...you know, earlier. And you've been up here for like...three hours."
"Yeah...I'm just...trying to sort things out."
Both teenagers sat on the bed: Riley at the head in her "meditation" position, minus her eyes being closed and Ray at the foot of the bed, leaning forward on his knees. Riley was the one to break the brief silence. "So...get anything figured out yet?"
Ray simply shook his head in response.
Riley didn't like how quiet Ray was being. It wasn't right. He was always talking....even in sleep. She sighed, "So..."
Ray looked at her, "What?"
She shrugged, "I dunno..it's just...weird.."
"What's weird?"
"You. Being quiet and all."
Ray sighed, "Yeah...guess it is kinda weird, huh?"
She nodded. "Yeah...you know if you ever wanna talk about anything, I'm just two doors to the left."
Ray smirked, "Yeah..."
Riley could tell not just from the tone in his voice, but the look in his eyes as well that he wasn't so sure about it. "Why do you sound so doubtful?"
"I don't know...it's just...if it was something serious...I don't know...would you, crack jokes?"
"Ray, we both know that's the way you and I both deal with stuff. Joking about it and whatnot. But if it was really serious and meant something to you...I would so listen. I wouldn't crack jokes if it was seriously that important."
"Then...I wanna talk to you about this whole...thing...with Lily."
"Okay..." Riley prompted him, though she wasn't sure what she could do to help. She'd never been in a situation like that before. She knew that she'd try her best to help him if it was possible though. "So, whatcha got?"
Before saying anything, Ray pressed his palms to his eyes and leaned back across the bed. He sighed, "I-I don't know....I just...I don't understand. Maybe...Maybe I should have said something...anything. Maybe if I had, I wouldn't be in this whole mess..."
"No, Ray. None of this is your fault. What she said is a really big deal. I don't think anyone ever responds immediately...unless the person is expressing through proposing, this person usually being the guy...obviously. Then, the girl is all, 'yes! yes! yes!' blah, blah, blah....point is, I'm pretty sure that's the only way you get an immediate answer."
Ray sighed again, "Yeah..but...Riley?"
"Yeah?"
"That really had nothing to do with what's going on with Lily and I, did it?"
"Sure it did. The already stated is basically the only time anyone will get an immediate response. She shouldn't be giving you the cold shoulder because you didn't say anything without delay."
Ray was silent, just laying there on his back, arms folded behind his head, looking up at the ceiling. Riley decided she'd ask him. "Ray...do you know why you froze like that?"
Ray turned his head to face his cousin but said nothing.
"It's not because...you don't love her, is it?"
This caught Ray's attention instantly. He jolted upright and stared at her, "What?" he was defensive now.
"It's just a question...all I'm doing is trying to figure this out, Ray." She paused for a moment, "So...do you?"
"Yes. Of course I do...why wouldn't I? How could I not? It's just..." He let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding.
"Just...what, Ray?"
He shook his head, "Not with everyone there."
Riley frowned, "What?"
He was still shaking his head, "There's no way that I could have ever said anything like that to her with everyone there...I-I just couldn't do it."
"So...you think it would have gone differently had it just been the two of you?"
Ray nodded slowly. "Yeah..."
"So...what are you gonna do?"
He sighed for the seemingly twentieth time, "I don't know, Riley...What..." He looked at her, "What should I do?"
When Riley saw the pleading look that her cousin's eyes held, she knew she had to help him. Then again, she also knew she couldn't help him. Honestly, she couldn't because she didn't know. She looked at him for a moment, more or less out of concentration, trying to think of something. After a few more moments of this went by, she looked down and back up at him. She shook her head, "I don't know..."
"Riley...please...if you help me with this...I swear, I'll do anything." The begging look that his eyes were holding increased. He really meant it.
Riley frowned. "Honestly, I don't know..."
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5/21/07 - 12:03pm - Monday
Ray finally decided on what to do. Monday morning he'd called Lily and asked her if she would meet him at Mickey's around noon. She had sounded confused but agreed all the same. Ray had decided to walk there so he'd have a little more time to think. He didn't know if the ten minutes that it took to drive from his house to Mickey's would be time enough for him to sort his thoughts out. It only took five more minutes to walk rather than drive but he figured those five minutes might make a difference. When he entered Mickey's he noticed that Lily had already arrived and she was sitting in the usual back booth. Weird... He thought, I didn't see her car.. Of course he guessed it was probably because he was too lost in thought. He took a breath and headed to the table.
Lily wasn't sure why Ray had asked her to come to Mickey's but she had agreed. She was sitting in the booth they usually sat at in the back. She glanced at her watch. Where the hell was he? Did he forget or something? She'd already been here nearly fifteen minutes and he had yet to show. She sighed and looked up. Just as she did so, someone came into Mickey's. She looked towards the entrance and smiled when she saw it was Ray. As he walked over she waved. "Hey."
"Hey." He repeated as he sat down.
"So...what did you wanna talk about?"
"I..ahh...the other day...you know...S-Saturday..."
Lily tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, "Yeah...what about it?"
Ray looked at the table and swallowed, glancing back up at her. "Well, I...I'm sure you remember what...what happened, right?" What the hell was that? Of course she remembers! He mentally kicked himself for that one.
"Uh..yeah.." She paused, "What is it, Ray?"
Ray shifted in his seat, "Well..I..." After that, his mouth decided to stop functioning. He could talk. Maybe it was because he didn't know how to word everything correctly. Or maybe it was just nerves. Either way, it wasn't good. If he couldn't talk, he couldn't tell her what he needed to.
Lily frowned. She knew Ray was weird but right now he looked a lot like a fish, opening and closing his mouth like that. Good. He closed it in final. Wait...that's not good, now he can't tell me what he's talking about....crap...
Ray seemingly gained the ability to speak again. "I..I wanted...I..." Ray sighed. He couldn't do it. He knew he couldn't. He wasn't sure why he couldn't, or how he knew he couldn't or even why he'd asked her to meet him because he'd known since the moment he called her, but he did.
"Ray? Are you...okay?"
He looked at her again, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. He swallowed before speaking, "I, uh...I..." He shook his head. This was stupid. He really shouldn't have done any of this. Honestly, how could he have been so idiotic as to do something like this? "Nevermind...I...I don't think I can do this..." Ray buried his face in his hands.
"Ray...what is it?"
Ray ran his hands down his face and let them rest on the table and sighed. He shook his head again, "I...Iii don't...I can't...I..." He licked his lips and swallowed. "I can't...I just...can't..."
"Ray...what is it? You aren't making any sense."
"Never...Never mind. I can't do this." With that, he stood up and left Mickey's Disks.
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A/N - Well...that was interesting, don't ya think? Can you believe that Ray and Riley sat down and had a SERIOUS conversation? I don't know that there were any jokes or anything... And I thought that Ray (or Riley for that matter) couldn't be serious for too long. *grin* And...Ray tried, guys! Really, he did! But he just couldn't get it out right!
Hope you enjoyed that chapter!
Ok...I admit the chapter title is a little lame but...*shrug* oh well...it captures what is entailed within, right? lol
