"He lied to me."

The teenage girl stifled a sob as she shakily pulled her dark blue-ish purple cloak tighter around her trembling shoulders.

"He lied."

She was no stranger to pain, or misfortune. No stranger to hurting. But this-- this was a different brand of pain. This was new. This was betrayal of a different kind.

She sat on her bed, willing herself to just forget what had happened earlier. Her friends had wisely let her alone, knowing that's what she needed, that's what she wanted.

Raven was embarrassed.

She clenched her fists, balled so tightly her knuckles went white, and bit her bottom lip so hard it almost bled. She couldn't decide whether she was angry or pitifully depressed. Her eyes glistened and threatened to overflow again while she tried in vain to grab control over herself. She wasn't accustomed to being tricked so easily. How simple she had made it for him to penetrate her every defense. How effortlessly he had scaled her emotional barriers and made his way directly into her heart with a few lies, and then destroyed it from the inside out. He didn't have to fight his way in, Raven reminded herself. She had let him in.

"Beautiful…"

A word no one had ever used to describe her. Except for him. Her cheeks flushed with the memory, and then quickly she dispelled it with a wave of loathing.

"You don't want to be alone, do you?"

"No…"

Raven felt another tear break lose and trickle its way down her cheek. She furiously brushed it away, scraping her soft vulnerable skin as she did so, leaving an irritated red trail. She wasn't angry at Malchior so much as with herself. She sullenly accused herself of being so stupid as to fall for his trick.

No one had ever told her the things he did. No one had ever made her feel special in a good way. No one was like him. Raven's hands shook, and were ice cold as she brushed back the sodden sticky hair that clung to her face from the flood of tears that had been unceasing earlier.

She shouldn't have been so surprised. She shouldn't have been so hurt by it. She had always been alone, so why should it change now? But still… he had made her so happy. She had truly felt happy. Raven bitterly smiled and shook her head. She wasn't supposed to he happy. She was supposed to be alone.

"Raven?"

The girl flinched and cast her eyes toward the door.

"It's… me. Beast Boy. I um… I was wondering if I could talk to you," came the faint familiar voice from the other side of the wall.

"Why? I thought you didn't want to bother with me," she answered hoarsely, her throat strained from crying.

"Raven, I'm your friend. I'd never not want to talk to you," came the firm reply.

"I thought I was too creepy," she retorted bitterly.

Out in the hallway, Beast Boy himself flinched. That had been one of those times he wished he had known when to keep his mouth shut.

"Don't try to tell me I'm not."

Beast Boy sighed and raised his hands in defeat. "Okay, okay. You're way creepy. But that doesn't mean you have to stay locked up in your room, Raven. We're all here for you, and we understand... I understand," Beast Boy said sincerely, putting aside the comedy for a rare moment. Though he was still immature, he was the only titan who knew exactly what the girl was going through.

Raven walked up to her door, but was not ready to open it. She crossed her arms in front of her and hugged her shoulders and considered Beast Boy's words.

"You… do know."

"I do," Beast Boy said nodding, even though Raven couldn't see it. "He broke your heart. And I guess, I just wanted to say that I'm here for you. You're not alone, Raven."

His last words hit directly home. Raven looked up, and the door slid open. There stood Beast Boy, looking adorably earnest, and Raven almost had a hint of a smile. Beast Boy's eyebrows knit in concern when he saw the wet traces of tears that had run down Raven's cheeks, and he was about to ask if she was truly all right when she suddenly flung herself into his arms.

Nope, she definitely wasn't all right. Beast Boy was so surprised by her intimate action that he couldn't hug her back. He grabbed her shoulders and gently pushed her away to look into her eyes. Beast Boy was about to say something really profound for him, when--

"STANK BALL!!!"

The young changeling went down with a satisfying thud from Cyborg's point of view. Raven, slightly miffed at being interrupted, picked up the ball of smelly socks with her energy and gave Cyborg a deviously sly look. The teen's eyes widened in fear and he bolted down the hallway, shouting pleas for mercy, of which Raven was not about to give.

Beast Boy sat up in a daze and shook his head. He laughed as he watched Cyborg run past the hallway, with Raven hot in pursuit.

I was going to say, Raven, that even though he may have lied, he wasn't when he called you beautiful.'

Raven nailed Cyborg directly in the face with the wad of socks. A huge genuine grin spread across her features as Cyborg peeled the socks off one by one, making grotesque expressions.

And you're even prettier when you smile...'


A sort of... rewrite- but not so much- ending to the episode "Spellbound." Basically an insight piece. And maybe an ending to make you go "aww!" which the ending to that episode certainly did! I know that a bunch of people are putting out little one-shots dealing with this episode, but I liked it so much I thought I'd try my hand at it. While not an avid supporter of the Beast Boy and Raven pairing before, I grudgingly admit I could see it now after that ending. You got me, I was bouncing in my seat when she hugged him. So, in short, little random insight one-shot I just thought I'd write. If you like it, please let me know! Reviews are always nice.

And I don't own the Teen Titans in any way, shape, or form. But I do like to draw and write stories about them.