My goal has been fulfilled thanks to my hard work and dedication. Clay makes the decision to hop in the shower with me. I can't help but chuckle as I see him go into the water and scream because it's so hot. I mock him and then walk away, allowing him to complete his shower on his own.

After applying my makeup, I always straighten my hair, but I'm too lazy to do it today, so I spritz some leave-in conditioner on my hair and put it up in a loose bun instead. Although there are a few curls that stick out, I think it looks quite excellent. In addition, the fact that Clay enjoys the curls in my hair makes me grin. As I head to the room to start getting dressed, Clay emerges from the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel.

"Really?" I look at him.

"What can I say?" He smiles, I shake my head and laugh.

As we leave for the night I start to feel anxious. Clay grips my hand to calm me down and whispers.

"A few hours ago you were all fired up about this," He laughs, "Having second thoughts?"

"No!"

A smirk appears and he can't help but laugh and shake his head.

"Don't you dare, Clay Cladwell,"

"What?" Looking all smug.

"Say I told you so,"

"I wasn't going to but..."

"Don't!" I grab his face and kiss him. That shut him up. He slowly pulls away and smiles.

We get to the club and head straight to the bar. "4 shots of vodka!" I shout over the loud music. The bartender nods his head confirming he heard me. We each down our shots, putting our glasses down Brie shouts

"Let the party begin!"

We hit the dance floor and spend what seems like an eternity there, getting carried away by the music. Clay leans down and tenses himself against me. His voice is muffled by worry.

"Raven?"

"They're here," Logan's eyes flame red as I turn to face him, tightening Clay's grip on me. I turn to face Clay, who has red eyes as well, but there is something unusual about them. I push the thought out of my head and grab his hand; Brie and Logan soon follow.

Brie takes out her phone and begins taking pictures of the group as we go towards an empty booth. I yell at her to stop after feeling something come over me. His emerald eyes are staring at me with penetrating intensity. When I turn around, Erik is smiling and holding a drink while directly addressing me. He makes a head motion for us to join them.

"Let the show begin", I tell my friends. Brie and Logan walk towards them as Clay pulls me back from prying eyes.

"No matter what happens I love you," He leans down and kisses me. "You're mine,"

"Always and forever, I love you", I wrap my arms around him and kiss him deeply. I want him to know that I'm always going to be his.

This better work!

We join Brie and Logan on the bench they are sitting on.

"Hey, Raven, who's the hottie?" Santana asks. I look up to see a fake smile plastered on her face.

"This is..." I'm cut off.

"Clay," He says.

Although everything is going as planned, my stomach sinks with an uncomfortable feeling. My heart begins to race.

Santana giggles like a little school girl, "I'm Santana, this is Valarie and Nia." These girls are acting like he is some kind of dessert.

He's my dessert! I feel the jealousy fire consume me within.

"So this is the infamous Ex," Erik sticks out his hand to shake Clay's, "I'm Erik."

I can feel Clay tense up but he goes along with it.

"Nice to meet you mate,"

I realise Brooks left during this entire ordeal. I excuse myself and followed him.

"He's here," I hear Brooks say.

I block out all the noise around me and listen carefully, hoping to hear whomever he is speaking to.

"Good, Now you all know what to do, Do not disappoint me!" The woman spews.

Her voice, I've heard that voice before but where?

"Invisibillis,"

I hastily whisper. Brooks moves by me and toward the gathering. I take a deep breath and uncloak. I experience that annoying feeling in the pit of my stomach once more as I approach. As I keep moving forward, Santana can be seen caressing Clay and running her fingers through his hair.

This is part of the plan Raven

I have to remind myself

Breath just breath

I straighten up and walk up to the group.

"So let's lay it out there, what do you want from us?" I ask bluntly, I can't stand seeing that girl all over Clay.

"Well, that was straightforward", Brooks says.

"No bullshit, what's your angle?" I ask, sitting across from Clay in between Nate and Erik.

"We need something and from what we've been told, you're the only one who can get it", Erik tells me. Indignation swells in me as I turn to see Clay smiling and laughing, but I control it.

Two can play!

As I turn to face Nate and begin stroking his hair, I can feel the shiver that just swept up his spine at my contact. I say with a smile,

"What do you need me to do?" A sultry smile covers my face as my hand runs through Nate's hair.

Erik reveals that although this serum is stashed away in the depths of New York City's tunnels, finding it has proven to be fatal. To reintegrate someone into the world, they require it. I hear those annoying giggles before I can ask who.

"Uhg, can you stop", I say with disgust.

"Awww, is someone jealous?" Santana smirks and looks at me as if Clay is all hers.

She has no idea who she's dealing with.

I look at Clay shaking his head, he knows exactly what's coming next.

"I ain't ever jealous of any female and never will be. I feel disrespected by your actions but not jealous, know the difference", I stand up.

The next thing I know she is in my face, I roll my eyes. I look down and her hand is balled up.

"I'd watch what I do next if I were you, remember you need me not the way around."

"Bitch," She spews, My hands clench into fists and I can feel the fire burning inside of me.

"Raven!" Clay shouts.

I step back and shrug my shoulders. Erik places his hands on me and I see Logan warn Clay to back off.

"There's no need for any of this," Erik states,

"You're right, I bring too much to the table to be trying to compete with a bitch over some leftovers," A wicked smile covers my face.

Clay being the cocky son of a bitch that he is, speaks up.

"Admit it, you still want me."

"I stopped wanting you when I realised everyone can have you."

Santana thought at that moment it was a great time to try and seduce Clay, her lips craze him and she plants her lips on his. Fire burns within me as I watch it happen. Clay pulls back as Santana smiles. Clay looks at me with confusion. I step back and head toward Nate, he stands up and smiles. I whisper in his ear and he smiles. He nods and looks at Clay whose face is filled with anger. My lips slowly brush up against Nate's until he presses his lips up against mine.

"Enough!" Clay shouts.

A menacing smile crosses my face as I walk away and Brie follows. I head to the bar.

"What are you doing?" Brie asks.

I hold up my glass and yell, "Out of focus!"

She laughs and joins. We start dancing while laughing at those girls trying to get Clay to dance.

I head to the bathroom and bump right into Clay as he waits in the dark hall.

"What is wrong with you?"

"You kissed her, so don't get mad at me for doing the same thing."

"I pulled away. You did it out of spite. This was all your fucking idea." He yells at me.

He is right. "I'm sorry," I tell him.

He pulls me into his chest out of sight from everyone. "It's okay but never again. This is becoming too much. I don't want some random guy all over you."

I nod and kiss his cheek. I turn on my heel and head back to Brie who is still on the dance floor. We've been dancing for what seems like hours; I need water, so I go back to the bar and run into Clay. When he looks at me and grins, butterflies in my tummy flutter. He is holding water, and I had to ask.

"Not drinking?"

He leans down and whispers, "Not when I have to take care of your drunk ass when we get back." I giggle and turn to the bartender and ask for water, he hands me a bottle, I smile up at Clay and walk away.

As I take my seat next to Erik, that girl is still all over Clay. I guess Erik can see it on my face,

"You still love him, don't you?" He asks quietly so I can only hear him, I take a deep breath and nod.

Brooks interrupts us, his ocean blue eyes sparkling in the club lights.

"Sorry to sound pushy but will you help us?" His voice hits a core memory of mine. He sounds like my father. I shake the coincidence off and try to focus on what they want.

I had forgotten about what we had talked about earlier. I look at Erik?

"Who?"

"Who, what?" He asks, confused.

"Who do you need me to bring back?" He didn't anticipate that inquiry, as seen by the expression on his face. Did he really believe that I would help them without knowing everything? His reply makes my eyes widen and my heart beat faster.

"Come again?"

"I said.."

"I understood what you said, and the response is no, hell no, don't ever ask me again," As I stand up and start to move away, Brie can be heard following me, and I can hear Logan telling Clay to go. I walk outside.

"Invisibillis,"

I start walking, they didn't hear Erik and I'm afraid to tell them. This wasn't what I was expecting. I can hear Clay, Logan and Brie calling my name but I just run.

"Fuck, where did she go?" Clay shouts with worry in his voice, that same worry that makes him feel like he did something wrong but this time it wasn't him.

"She probably headed back to the hotel," Brie calmly tells him.

I keep thinking about what Erik said as I wait for them in the corridor and wonder why he would want anything like that to return. It is illogical. After some time has passed, I hear the elevator ding.