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From the one cold phrase you said, "let's seperate."

I'm going crazy, the moment you were going further away from me

My heart has collpased, and you took all of it and left.

I have nothing.

-Addiction

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"A reunion?" Riven asked, looking at the faces around him.

Just a while ago, Brandon had dragged him to Stella's place, where everyone was having a party. Every couple of months, they met together again, often talking about the latest news with Redfountain and Alfea. Though it had been five years, meeting like this was almost tradition now, as they really were one big family. It had been years since they were Specialists, and the girls transformed into fairies, but it didn't mean that they didn't spend time with each other anymore. They were now sitting in a circle, and Stella had opened her mail in a rush as soon as she saw that it was from Alfea. "Yeah. It's been a while, but they still want to see us all together even though we caused so much trouble," Bloom replied, scanning the letter that was in Stella's hands.

Don't forget, you also saved Magix," Sky said, smiling at her.

Riven instantly looked away from all the cheese, but mostly because he was a little lonely himself.

As he glanced around, he noticed that everyone was sitting as a couple. Techna and Timmy were laughing, holding their latest phones and gadgets out in comparison. Timmy was shy, but Riven knew that he'd pop the question anytime. Sky and Bloom were already married, and from the look of Bloom's stomach, they were planning to have a baby soon. As for Brandon and Stella, he seemed content attending to his wife, and bringing her to the mall and hosting grand parties with her. Helia, a hopeless romantic, was sitting with his girlfriend Flora in his lap.

As for Riven?

He didn't bring his fiancée to this party.

Or any girl, as a matter of fact.

"You know, I'm sure that they probably invited Musa and Layla too," Flora said, her serene voice silencing all the chatter.

All eyes suddenly turned to Riven.

"What?" he snapped, annoyed.

"I wonder what happened to them after graduation, you know? They left all of a sudden-I know they're close, but it still feels weird knowing that they didn't tell us beforehand," Techna mused. Stella nodded, frowning. "Maybe they got married, too? I'm pretty sure Layla and Musa changed a lot over the five years, and let's be honest-in terms of looks, we all knew they'd grow up to become supermodels."

Riven's heart thumped.

Musa? Married? No way.

Who would marry such a sarcastic, fiery girl with such a hot temper?

As everyone stared at him again, Riven sighed, running a hand through his magenta fringe. "Look guys, I have a fiancée. I know what you guys are thinking, but seriously, cut it out."

"Aw, baby Riven is thinking about her," Brandon teased, while Sky pinched his cheek affectionately. Riven growled, and suddenly sprung up from his spot, the anger in his chest boiling over. "I said, CUT IT OUT!" He snarled, grabbing his jacket from the sofa. No one seemed to understand him, and how, deep in his heart he missed her everyday. She was the one who knew him better than his best friends-it made him bitter knowing that she still couldn't trust him. Slamming the door, he left the party, his head throbbing while breathing heavily. He stepped into his convertible, gunned the engine, and sped away, deftly steering the wheel while speeding over one hundred.

He didn't want to see her again. He was going to have a family with someone else. She didn't need to intrude into his life again and make it a living hell.

Shaking his head, he sighed, trying to calm himself down.

Musa.

The name echoed in his head, and he suddenly felt a longing feeling inside of him.

Why did you leave me?

Staring at the road, and pressing down harder on the gas pedal, his phone suddenly rang. Shocked by the sound, he swerved a little on the road, but gained control again. His gaze flickered as the screen on the car dashboard lighted up, and the caller ID was displayed as "Alyia." Pressing a button, he placed a device into his ear, and spoke out loud. "Hello?"

"Hey babe, when are you coming home?"

"In ten. You there already?"

"Yes. I believe we're having a date tonight, right?" The sultry, feminine voice responded smoothly.

"I'll see you then."

Switching off the device, and throwing it into the passenger seat, Riven groaned at the prospect of a date with his fiancée.