Narrators POV

Riven woke up in the morning to the sound of the door opening. He groggily opened his eyes and moved to stretch until he felt something on his chest. He looked down to see Musa with her head on his chest and an arm draped across his waist. He had his arm around the waist as well.

He replayed the events of last night. Holy shit, he slept in the same bed as Musa, for a whole night. What…

"Don't seem so surprised. Everyone knew that you wanted to. Brandon even bet on it", a peppy voice said, making Riven jump out of bed as fast as he could without waking Musa up.

Stella POV

I should have brought my phone and gotten a picture. Shoot! I looked at Riven looking disheveled and frantic for a second before going back to his signature look of indifference.

"She was crying. You would've whooped my ass if I didn't make her stop", he said defensively.

"And denial isn't just a river in Egypt", I retort, remembering how Bloom said it.

"What does that even... Nevermind. Stella, what do you want?"

"I need to get rid of any dark residue in her body. Using the pixie dust", I say.

He nods. I change into my Enchantix and get my pixie bottle out. Sprinking it over her body. We see dark magic leaving her body in hoards. She started to shiver badly.

"What's happening to her?!" Riven yells.

"Calm down. The dark magic warms up her body, when it leaves it lowers her body temperature by a lot, so it'll make her shiver", I say airily, though I didn't know if it was true, but what harm could light magic do. Oopsies.

"W-what the hell happened", a groggy voice said.

Musa POV

Was that like the worst sleep of my life? Definitely. The dream was like everything I feared in one.

There was this inner me. The dark me forcing me to relive my horrors. I saw my mom say she hated me. I saw my dad destroying all the instruments in the house when my mom died. I saw every instrument I played turn to ash and my friends being killed by the Trix and Valtor. That was the worst of them all. Riven was trying to protect me but got attacked, they spared me so they could witness my pain. I saw Riven the day he wouldn't help me against Darcy. The worst times of my life, rolled into one horrible night. But then…

I heard Riven apologizing for being mean to me and felt him stroking my hair. It didn't get rid of the nightmares but it helped distract me from them. If only he would actually do that.

"Musa. You're ok! I'll get the girls", Stella yelled before running out of the room, alone with… Riven.

Oh no.

I looked at him for a few seconds. He was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. He was looking at the ground until he abruptly lifted his gaze to me. I immediately looked away. I probably looked like crap. I could feel my hair being messy and the bruises were starting to ache.

"Hey", he said. Such a simple word made my heart flip.

"Hi", I say quietly. I hear him move but still don't look up, until I see someone beside my bed. I look up to see my hot boyfriend staring down at me.

"How are you feeling?" he asks, "What's up with your eyes, they're practically black. Creepy"

How nice. *note the sarcasm*.

"Um when dark magic leaves your body, it leaves a mark. It'll fade over time. Oh and I'm fine", I say.

Why does he care?

"You were screaming the whole night and you expect me not to ask?"

Did I say that out loud?

"Yeah you did"

Shit. Musa stop thinking out loud.

"Oh um. What happened exactly?" I ask. It was all blurred.

"Darcy", he spat, "Attacked you with a nightmare spell. You were screaming and mumbling all night."

"Oh. Wait what are you doing here?" I ask. He suddenly looked uncomfortable.

"Oh um, I heard your music waves or whatever and came to see what the noise was about", he said avoiding eye contact.

I nod. I see him standing uncomfortably, so I slide over in bed and pat the spot next to me, praying he wouldn't refuse. He looks at me for a minute before he cautiously sits next to me, making sure we weren't touching at all. But that's ok, it's a step.

We were only able to have a few seconds alone before 5 fairies came crashing through the door with 6 specialists behind them. Was that Jared?

"Musa, you're ok!" Bloom cried, flinging herself onto my body, before Sky pried her off. I got out of bed and went to hug the rest of them. Riven follows me and stands with his friends.

"Sweetie, you gave us quite the scare last night. Are you better?" Flora asks. I nod the best I could in the group hug. We all pull back and I wave to the guys before turning to Jared.

"Hey Jared, what're you doing here? Not that I'm not happy about it", I quickly add. He was a good friend. We had a thing before but it ended. We were still close however.

"Remember that painting you asked me to make last month, well, I was finally able to finish it, I-I hope you like it", he says. That's right, I saw some of his paintings and asked him to make one for me. I didn't know that he would actually do it, however.

He walks out of the room and walks back in with a canvas. He turns it around, revealing a picture of all the Winx in our fancy dresses. It was beautiful, every lighting was done accurately and it looked so realistic. We all stared at it in awe, before I ran up to him and hugged him as hard as I could. I hear a small growl with my supersonic hearing. Riven…? I ignored it.

"It's perfect. I love it. Thanks so much!" I squeal. Giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before pulling away and looking at the painting with the girls. I glance at Riven and he looked annoyed beyond belief. Helia put a hand on his shoulder, but he pushed it off.

"So um Jared, how's Alice?" Aisha asks. She must have noticed as well.

"Oh she's great. She's moving in this summer", he says smiling. Realization hit Riven's face, but he still didn't seem to like that I was hugging Jared. Was he jealous? Probably not. But a girl can dream, right?

"You guys forgot to tell Musa about the Dance", Tecna said.

"Oh right! Faragonda caught the Trix and Valtor at Sparks so to celebrate, she wants to throw a dance, tomorrow night! I already have your dresses already!" Stella squeals.

"And Faragonda wants you to sing there", Bloom adds.

A dance? Would Riven go with me? I look at him but he's on his phone again. I guess not. Obviously he lost interest in me... again.

"Oh, I'm still kinda sick, I don't think that I should go. You guys enjoy yourselves. Besides what could I do there", I say avoiding eye contact. I could feel Riven looking at me.

"Please Musa. Come on! It'll be fun", Tecna says.

"Sweetie, I'm sure you'll be fine for tomorrow", Flora says.

"You're dress is fabulous darling. You have to go!" Stella insists.

"It's early in the day so maybe we could all go on a date afterward," Aisha insists.

"You're going", a deep baritone says. We all turn to Riven surprised, "It'll be better for you to be out."

It was followed be several seconds of silence, before Nabu ushers everybody out of the room, so we could talk in private.

"Nah, it'll be fine in here I can work on my music or something. …besides it's not like I have a date or anything", I mumble, but he must have caught it.

"What am I? A dead dragon?" he asks annoyed.

"Last dance we went to, you left ten minutes into it, because "there was no one worth your time there"" I quote. It's true, he said it was lame, "You've never done anything with me at a dance Riven", he was about to counter but I continue before he could, "The last time you have was at the end of the year party last year, because you were worried that Jared would ask me instead. So yeah, I may not be "worth your time" at this dance either."

"I never said that…" I give him a look, "Ok, maybe I did. But I didn't mean you."

"Then who did you mean, Riven? The strangers that weren't bothering you, or your friends who weren't talking to you because they were making their girlfriends feel special? I was the only one with you. Face it Riven, you didn't want to hang out with me at that dance or last night or even when we started dating. You rarely talk to me unless it's to argue, insult me or if your friends make you," tears were forming in my eyes, thinking back to all the times he's let me down.

"Musa, look I know I'm no Romeo, but it's just the way I am. I can't express myself easily", he begins before I interrupt him.

"There's a difference between not romantic, not expressive and downright mean. You insult me, make me feel insecure about myself and have never once complimented me!" the tears were starting to drop, "If I go to that dance tomorrow. Will you dance with me? Will you talk to me there? Will you even compliment me on my goddamn dress? You can't even hold my hand when we're alone let alone interact with me at a dance. Whenever we go to the dance, you either leave early or ignore me throughout it. You know what Riven, if you want to enjoy yourself, maybe you should go with someone worth your time. Not the anorexic moron that lives in her mother's death all the time."

It was silent. I pulled myself together, the best I could before continuing.

"I am not desperate Riven. Not even close. Every dance ends with me in my room crying until my friends come up to calm me down and talk about how amazing their night was. I don't want it to be like that tomorrow. I don't want to dress up, optimistic for a good night, only to be let down", I whisper, "So some date you are. I'll be happier in my room, working on my music"

I turn away and go back to my bed.

"Musa…" he says, sounding almost desperate. Key word Almost. He was trying to keep his emotions back, just like I didn't want him to.

"Go away Riven", I whisper, "I'm not going."

I hear something outside of my door. I go to open it and all the guys and girls tumble in. They get up and give me a sympathetic look. I give them a weak smile in return. Riven walks out without another word, but I didn't care, I told myself. Why should I, if he didn't.

"I'll still help you get ready", I offered. They nodded. They all said goodbye to the guys and I hugged Jared goodbye as well.

"He does care about you Musa", he says before he leaves. I shake my head. He sighs and walks out.

The rest of the day was covered by watching movies and eating popcorn and drawing mustaches on Stella when she fell asleep. Never once was the dance brought up or did we talk about Riven.

It was nice. Now to get through tomorrow without problems…