I really like you.... but it's too late to tell you know...

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Blossom's P.O.V

The feeling of bricks hat on my head pretty much calmed me down, not completely but it did.

I sighed, pencil tapping my notebook, I was stuck in my last class, not evening paying attention, day dreaming of brick unintentionally, "Ms. Utonium is their a problem?"

"H-huh, oh so-sorry Miss. Banks..." I choked out, cheeks pink in embarrassment feeling eyes on me.

She nodded, teachers knew I never really payed attention but I kept my grades up and helped my sisters keep theirs up. The bell rang, and I was the first one out the door, in a burst of pink I was in front of the school.

I didn't know what I was doing exactly, it was like I was on autopilot and I just walked. I was lost in memories, some good, some bad, it was like my life playing in front of me and I was just waiting for my second worst memory to hit. Yeah, that night was my second and your probably thinking, 'what's worse than that?' but getting my heart broken by the person I love scarred me even more. It was enough to make me snap and try to take my life, which wasn't the smartest idea but I was so wrecked.

I didn't realizes I had stopped till the beat of the music hit me. I was on a bad part of Townsville, at my old dance studio when I was in elementary school, the sun setting.

It was old and run down, it was completely shut down, it broke my heart and I never looked for another dance studio. It was something to take away my worries and made me happy no matter what.

I walked towards the door, music was coming from inside, the door was chained though. I flew through a broken window on the top floor, quietly making my way through, looking every where as flashbacks played. I finally made it downstairs, a mirror wall on one side, facing the other was the exit and in the middle was a boom box playing music with a single pink rose.

The smell of blood hit me strong, the scent making me sick, I looked behind me, feeling breathing on my neck. I was freaking out, why did I even come in here?!

I turned around and the mirror had my name written on it with blood, I screamed Bloody Mary and ran to the door. I smashed through them, feeling eyes on me but I didn't stick around, I ran. I kept looking behind me till I hit something tall and hard making me hit the ground or about to till something caught my waist. The touch burned and itched, my powers completely gone, slowly I looked up.

"J-Jake?" I asked, getting out of his iron grip.

"Yes blossom?" He asked smugly.

I gulped, he is creeping me out! "What a-are you do-doing here?"

"I have...... family over here, getting back from visiting." Are you kidding me I live with buttercup, you are SO lying!

"That's n-nice but I g-got to g-go home, go-goodbye!" I yelled running off before he could say anything else.

I finally reached home calming down immediately, I opened the door to my sisters and the ruffs. Bubbles face in boomers chest, buttercup and butch pacing and brick had one foot tapping, he had my ribbon in his hand and repeatedly ran his hands through his hair. I know him long enough to know that's when he's stressed, nervous and scared.

They all faced me but I was to tire to say anything, still in shock. Brick scoped me up, squishing me in his arms then everyone else to, "T-TO CLOSE!" I sobbed, immediately they back off.

"BLOSSOM WHERE WERE YOU?!" Buttercup yelled causing the house to shake and tears welled up in her eyes.

"I-in a horribly pl-place..." I use to love it there and now it's a scary nightmare.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Boomer asked, hand linked with bubbles, yeah they were totally going out. I'm happy for them but if boomer even barley hurts bubbles I'll make him wish he was never created!

I took a deep breath, "Da-dance studio, music, p-pink rose, blood, n-name and J-Jake..." Was all I was able to get out, sadly.

"I think you need rest, whatever you saw doesn't sound good..." Bubbles said feeling my forehead.

I heard brick quietly mutter profanities about Jake, it was kinda cute, well that sounded creepy...

I got a drink, the boys left, brick hugged me one last time, whispering in my ear to keep the hat another day. I blushed and my sisters and I headed to bed.

*Next Morning*

I got up at 6 A.M. it was the latest I've ever been up in a long while and I had a nightmare of what happened yesterday! I dismissed it and hurry and got ready, showering, teeth brushed and I put on light pink skinny jeans, black hightop converse and black V-neck long sleeve. I combed/blow dried my hair and slipped bricks hat on.

I woke my sisters up, grabbed my bag and oddly enough, I smelt food. When I hit the bottom stair a scream escaped my lips as I froze on spot, staring into the kitchen.

Who do you guys think it was, cooking breakfast in there home?