Raven opened her eyes. The Titans were all crowded in front of her, but the only one she noticed was Beast Boy, putting his hand on top of hers.

"W-w-what's going on?" she asked, rubbing her forehead.

"We…kinda heard you screaming," Beast Boy said.

"What happened?" Robin asked.

"Nothing, okay?" she said, getting up, and pushing all of them aside.

"Raven..." Starfire was interrupted by Raven

"Ok, something did happen. It's hard to describe, and I don't feel like talking about it."

"Well….maybe we can help you," Cyborg said.

"Thanks, but no thanks."

Beast Boy followed after her, putting his hand on her shoulder. She turned back to him, "C'mon Raven…" he said softly.

"No," she said, turning her back on him, a tear sliding down her face.

Beast Boy didn't know what to say. So he sighed, and turned away.

If only Raven knew how he felt. He was always trying to make her laugh, hoping every time she would smile. She almost never did, but he was always hopeful. He loved how mysterious she was, and he couldn't help but fall in love with her. He didn't want to tell her because he knew she wouldn't feel the same way. She would probably just hate him even more.

So he kept his feelings bottled up, trying to push them back down every time they tried to surface. But he always seemed to fail. He was surprised Raven hadn't caught on by now that he liked him. He thought it was pretty obvious.

Raven kept running and running until she reached the top of the tower. She breathed in heavily, trying to catch her breath. Then she layed down, and actually cried. Sure, she sometimes teared up, but this time she full-on cried, wanting to get it all out.

Then, suddenly, she felt a hand around her, "Please tell me what happened," Beast Boy said.

"I really can't tell you. Or else..." then, she found herself up in the air, feeling lost and confused, magic shooting out of her palms. Finally, it ended at last, and she fell to the floor, knocking the wind out of her.

Beast Boy was scared, "Raven...what's wrong with you? Your powers are controlled by your emotions. First, we find you fainting and screaming, then I find you up here crying."

"I...can't...tell you," she said through gritted teeth.

"Look...it can't be that bad."

"Or maybe it can be," she said, flying off, leaving him standing there looking confused.