AN: No, I still don't bloody own Teen Titans so everyone stop asking me! (just kidding)

Chapter 3

Raven looked through the medicine cabinet for aspirin. That headache that had been threatening her earlier had been, quite literally, slammed into her. Her head was throbbing and her back was aching. She had been plenty prepared for Beast Boy to yell at her, but she hadn't counted on him actually touching her. She knew that this was going to be harder than she thought. She certainly didn't want to be hurled into another wall again or worse.

She finally found the pills she wanted and downed them with a sip of water. Now she was going to lie down for a while until the aspirin kicked in. She slowly slid her door shut and made her way to her bed. She made sure it was completely pitch black and then rested her throbbing head on her pillow.

The soft knocks that soon painted the dark room sounded like drums in Ravens ears. She didn't want to see anyone and she certainly didn't want to talk. "Go away!" she groaned.

"Raven, please, let me in," said Beast Boy desperately. "I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me. Please, let me make sure you're okay."

Raven cried into her pillow, then sat up. She used her powers and slid the door open. The light from the hallway burst in and she quickly groaned as the light hit her eyes. "You see? I'm fine," she said, collapsing back onto her bed, protecting herself from the bloody light.

Beast Boy quickly closed the door and went over to her. "Please, can't I do anything for you?" he asked going over to her. "You look like you're in pain."

"I am in pain," said Raven irritated.

"Oh God, I hurt you that bad?" he asked, very concerned.

"Relax, it's a headache," said Raven. "And until it goes away, you'll have to wait to yell and hit me again."

"Do you really think that's why I came in here?" he asked, hurt, as he took a seat on her bed. "To yell at you and hurt you?"

"Well our last three meetings have resulted in that way," said Raven.

"I know," said Beast Boy. "And I'm sorry for that."

Raven sighed and said, "It's alright. I know why you're doing it, so I'm not holding it against you. I just hope this doesn't last too long."

"What?" asked Beast Boy.

"Never mind," said Raven. "If I say anything else I'm going to get screamed at, and my brain feels like it's going to explode as it is."

"I promise I won't yell at you," said Beast Boy.

"You promise that now," said Raven. "But the moment I say something you don't want to hear, that promise means nothing."

"Have I ever broken a promise to you?" he asked.

"You've promised to never go in my room, but you do," said Raven.

"Well, technically, I've never promised that," said Beast Boy with a nervous laugh.

Raven sat back up and did her best to look at Beast Boy, which was hard since it was completely dark. "Beast Boy, is there some reason you're still here?" she asked. "As you can see I'm fine, or as fine as I can be right now, so why don't you leave?"

Beast Boy had far better vision than Raven, due to his heightened senses, so he could see fine in the dark. He looked at Raven and saw how she wasn't exactly looking at him. He could also see the hidden pain in her eyes. Something was going on that involved him, but he just wasn't sure what.

"Beast Boy? Why don't you leave?" Raven repeated.

"Raven, what's going on?" asked Beast Boy.

"What do you mean?" she groaned.

"You're letting me yell at you and push you and you're not threatening me or fighting back or anything," said Beast Boy. "So what's going on? Why are you letting me act like this?"

"I'm helping you get over your issues," said Raven.

"How is letting me basically abuse you helping me with my issues?" asked Beast Boy.

"You feel anger for the fact that Terra isn't here anymore," said Raven, getting ready for his attack. "You're furious that she's not only alive, she has no memory of you. You want her back here, with you, on the team. And you're mad that I'm here and she's not. 'Why couldn't it have been Raven?' you've thought. 'Why is she here and Terra not?' is the question that plagues your mind. Now anger has never exactly been your thing. Your best quality is masking how you really feel, who you really are. So, you decided to mask the anger with denial. You've tried to convince yourself that Terra will be cured and that she will be back. And every time I tell you she won't you just get angrier because not only am I telling you what you don't want to hear, I'm the person who's still here. The person you wish had turned to stone instead of her. That's why I'm letting you basically abuse me. Because the more you get your anger out the more you're actually healing."

Raven prepared for him to yell at her and begged that the aspirin would kick in as soon as he opened his mouth. But, nothing came. Just silence. She actually wasn't even sure if he was there anymore. If it wasn't for the fact that she could feel his weight still sitting on her bed, she would've thought he'd left.

"How do you know all that?" asked Beast Boy at last.

"You've told me for the past six years," said Raven.

"I've told you?" he asked. "How?"

"Not through your voice or your words," said Raven. "But through your emotions, you're mannerisms, your thoughts."

It grew quiet again and Raven knew he was thinking. Her headache was finally beginning to die down, but it was still there. She was also beginning to feel a little sleepy and she realized she must have taken the night aspirin by mistake.

"You're right," he said through the darkness and the silence.

"What?" she asked.

"You're right," he said again. "About everything. I am angry. I am in denial. I am mad that you're here and she isn't. It's all true. Does that make me a bad person?"

"No," said Raven, shaking her head. "And the fact that you're accepting the truth is a huge step, even if it isn't what you want to hear."

"Raven, can you help me?" asked Beast Boy.

"With what?" asked Raven.

"With helping me get over her?" he asked. "Terra. I just, I don't want to feel like this anymore. I don't' want to be full of anger and I don't want to feel like my life will never be good again. Please, can you help me?"

"I have been helping you, Beast Boy," said Raven. "And I'm not about to stop now. Not until I think you're finally healed."

"Thank you," said Beast Boy, reaching his arms around her and holding her close to him.

First off, Raven still wasn't sure exactly where he was, so she hadn't any idea that he was arms length away from her. Second, she couldn't believe that Beast Boy had been daring enough to get a hug out of her. But, that was it, he wasn't trying to get a hug out of her. He was giving her a hug. A thankful hug. A hug that showed her that he still considered her his friend and he appreciated everything she was doing.

After ten seconds, though, she had enough. "Okay, you can let go of me now," she said in her normal tone.

"Oh, yeah, sorry," he said, releasing her.

Raven readjusted her cloak, not that it had become twisted in anyway, and then sat and waited for what he was going to do next. After a few seconds of silence and neither of them moving or saying anything she decided to make the first move.

"Now can you leave me alone?" she asked. "I'm feeling a little dizzy and I want to go to sleep."

"Sure," said Beast Boy, standing up. "Hey, Raven, can I ask you one last thing?"

"If you must," sighed Raven.

"Why did you lie to the others about you tripping into the wall?" asked Beast Boy. "And why didn't you tell them about my door? You know this is the kind of stuff that Robin demands to know about."

"Because I know that if any of them find out they won't understand," said Raven. "They'll think you're having a Beast relapse and that's the last thing you need right now."

"How come you know all of this stuff?" asked Beast Boy. "I mean, how can you know exactly what I'm going through?"

Raven was silent for a moment and then said, "I said you could ask one more thing. I answered it and now you must leave. I'm sure we'll talk again tomorrow."

"Okay," said Beast Boy. "And, like I said before, I'm sorry I threw you against the wall."

"And, like I said before, don't worry about it," said Raven, unclasping her cloak so she could go to bed.

"You might want to close your eyes, cuz I'm gonna open the door," said Beast Boy.

"Thank you for the warning," said Raven, slipping under the covers and turning her face into the pillows.

Beast Boy gave a small smile and opened the door. He quickly exited and slid her door shut as quietly as he could. He felt good for some reason. Like a little bit of weight had been taken off of his shoulders. He went to his room and decided to do something he had wanted to do in the back of his mind for years.

He reached under his bed and took out a small box. On the side he had written the name, 'Terra'. Inside he kept pictures he had of her, the heart box he had made her, a few choice rocks she had tossed at him playfully. He picked the box up and went over to his wastebasket. He stood there for what seemed hours standing over it, the box just hovering over the trash.

'Am I doing the right thing?' he asked himself. 'If I do this it'll be like I'm giving up on her. What if that's what Raven wants? She wants me to give up on Terra so that I can suffer. That's just like Raven. She's just playing another stupid mind trick on me.'

He quickly shook his head and realized that he was, once again, blaming Raven. He had been blaming her for everything and he had to stop it.

'No, Raven's helping me,' he thought to himself once he cleared his mind. 'She's known everything so far, so of course she's right. I need to do this, I need to get over Terra. I just have to let go. I just have to…'

"…let go," he said aloud and as he exhaled he let go of the box. He closed his eyes and heard it thunk into the wastebasket. He looked down and there it lay. Again, he felt like more weight lifting off of him. He quickly took the wastebasket and put it outside of his room so he wouldn't have to look at it. Out of sight, out of mind.

Raven lay in her bed, her headache completely gone. She let out a small smile. She had watched Beast Boy with her mind and she was very proud of him. Maybe she was starting to make some progress with him. She quickly concentrated and moved the wastebasket from outside of his room to her room, so he couldn't get it back. She would dispose of it in the morning. Not out of malice for Terra, but out of care for Beast Boy.

It wasn't long before Beast Boy threw his door open and looked outside, only to find that his trash was gone. He looked around, rather confused, but then a smile graced his face.

"Raven," he said to himself. He sighed and went back into his room. He crawled into bed and decided to go to sleep. And for the first time in what seemed forever he actually fell asleep. He didn't lie there for hours on end thinking about what could have been or what should have been.