A/N: BIG fight scene in this chapter, I'm not that great at fight scenes (verbal or physical) but read it anyway. I had to go back and edit this chapter a lot of times, so if there are mistakes then... whoopsy. It was longer than usual and it's late at night, so forgive me please:) Tell me what you think of it?

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Chapter Nine, AKA: Behind the Scenes

Rachel walked quietly down the hallway, her mind pretty much blank. She walked a little slower when she spotted the detention room, thinking about the boring hour that she had no choice but to endure. So why did she enjoy it so much? What she found there, or rather who, was not what she was expecting. Rachel nearly jumped out of her skin, ducking behind the window placed near the top of the classroom door.

Garfield was in there, true enough, what was strange about it though, was that Terra was in there with him. They were talking about… something, or at least, that's what it looked like. At her angle it was kind of hard to tell. She put her ear to the door, curiosity getting the better of her. And because it looked like they were talking, it was to her surprise that the entire room was silent. Well, mostly anyway.

She glanced into the room one more time to make sure she had seen right. She hadn't. They were in the room together, but they weren't talking. Rachel felt her heart sink into her stomach, what was this feeling called? Disappointment, that was it. Hadn't he told her he had declined her offers to get back together? Well, if making out on his desk wasn't back together, she didn't know what was.

What are you supposed to do in a situation like this? Walk away heartbroken would be the answer for any normal girl. Incase you hadn't noticed, Rachel wasn't just any girl. She mustered up what she could of her courage, took a deep breath, and…

Ran away faster than she knew she could run. Just as she had been about to open the door it was opened by… someone else, she guessed, unless there were ghosts in this place. She watched Terra step out of the door, fix her shirt and lean in for one last kiss before leaving. Rachel took another look; Garfield was standing in the door, a dazed and somewhat angry expression on his face. She hid again when she heard the click of Terra's heels. When the sound had faded away, she stealthily made her way to Garfield's classroom, slipping in and closing the door behind her.

She sat calmly at her desk, containing anger she wasn't sure why she had. Well, bottling up anger only makes it more fragile…

"What the hell was that?" Rachel winced; that may have been a little harsh. Garfield's head snapped up.

"Wha…" Hmm, that was intelligent. He shook his head, trying not to sound too dazed.

"Raven, what are you talking about?"

"Terra was in here. I'm sure you said that you didn't want to get back together with her, so what you kissing her for?" His eyes narrowed dangerously, what gave her the right to ask all these questions? It wasn't her business.

"Wow, Raven, I know I haven't known you that long but I never figured you the type for voyeurism."

"Yeah, because I know I wasn't supposed to come here for detention." She said sarcastically. "If you ask me, I think you wanted me to see you." She didn't know where she was coming up with this, but she had a foreboding feeling she just dug her own grave.

"Now why would I want you to do that?" He asked her. Garfield wasn't sure where she was coming up with this either, but was pretty sure he wanted to know. Why would he want her to see him?

"To make me jealous." His jaw dropped. What?

"Jealous of who? Terra? If I didn't know better I'd say you were the jealous one." Rachel's face flushed pink with embarrassment, wasn't he supposed to be the stupid one?

"Yeah, well, shut up. You were the one kissing her." He glared at her, "What's your problem? Since when is my life your business?"

"Since you bothered to start talking to me, since you gave me detention for a year, since you met my friends and told me about Terra. Since I started liking you as a friend." She added quickly.

"You don't know anything about Terra except what I told you."

"So what's there left to say? She betrayed you with three other men, why would you just go back to her? Unless of course, you still have feelings for her after all that she did to you." Garfield suddenly felt angry, angrier than he had ever been in his life, she didn't know what she was talking about.

"Who do you think you are, coming into my classroom, asking questions about my ex and my personal life? You don't know what you're getting into here, you don't know anything about her."

"And you don't know anything about me," countered Rachel, who was also seething by now. "Your right, I don't know a lot about her, but I know that she isn't right for you."

Garfield felt like he was on fire, words barely registering in his head.

"Oh, and I suppose you are then?"
"More than her." If she hadn't felt so angry, she might have realized what she had said.

"Why do you get to make that judgment? It's my life, I can choose whomever the hell I want as my girlfriend. You wouldn't know anything about that though, would you? I'm willing to bet whatever you said your boyfriends name was, Michael or something, was just someone you made up. You don't know what its like to think you love someone and have them stab you in the back. To think I actually believed you were telling me the truth, like you could ever get a boyfriend. Your just… a kid." For a second, Garfield could have sworn her eyes turned red.

"You think I'm a kid? Try only having two friends out of thousands of kids at this school, knowing that if you mess it up with them, you're all alone again. Do you know what it's like watching more drug deals than cartoons every day of your life? The only guy that ever found out about my father's job is Malchior for your information. So, he buys me flowers and presents and asks me out on a date. So I go, because I know I can't do any better. I'm reminded of that fact everyday by the kids at this school, by my father, and now you." Garfield swallowed hard, wishing for nothing more than to take back his words and shove them down his throat where they belonged.

"So I go out with him, and for the first time in my life since my mother died, I'm actually happy. After a month, he decides we need to take it a step further, and when I refuse, he buys drugs from my dad and drugs me into it. But no, that's not enough. The world decides it hates me just a little more and life decides to punish me for being born." She looked up from the floor, eyes cold, Garfield couldn't have seen what she was feeling if he had studied her for hours. He had a feeling he knew anyway.

"I got pregnant. Of course I had to tell him sometime- pregnancy gets kind of hard to hide after three months. So I told him, which was the biggest mistake of my life. I had been hoping he would take it well, but luck is never on my side, ever. He got mad at me, I never did find out why. Not that it mattered- he left the next day and two weeks later I miscarried."

For a while neither of them said anything, Rachel allowed the words to register in his head, and Garfield was too surprised to do anything but stand there so far.

She was about to leave, he knew. He couldn't just let her go home in that kind of state, especially after what he had learned. Garfield pulled her away from the door without thinking about and Rachel didn't have the energy to put up a fuss about it.

"Sometimes it's good to let out emotions, Raven. It's okay to start crying." He could feel her shake her head against his shirt and he hugged her tighter.

"No, no it's not." Her voice came out slightly muffled, but he could still hear her. "Because if I start crying, I won't be able to stop." Garfield could feel his heart break; he couldn't let her go back to her house with her father there. He had completely forgotten about Terra.

"You can stay with me tonight, I'm not letting you go back to your father." He leaned in a bit closer, their lips touching gently. She didn't try to fight. For the first time in five years she allowed herself to give in to another man. And for the first time in four years, she let herself cry.