"BLOSSOM, DINNER!!!" Buttercup yelled from the bottom of the staircase.

I looked at myself in my mirror, staring at my stomach, the more I looked the more disgusted I got. Logan was right, I was huge, practically bigger than the Empire State building! "Um I'm not very hungry, Logan brought some food over before he left!" I yelled from my room.

I didn't get a response till I heard an annoyed groan in buttercups tone, I headed to my bed. I laid down facing the empty frame, I never got my photos back. It hurt, it truly did. Not being with the one you really do love hurts and being with the abuse jerk is even worse. It felt as if my heart wasn't even beating, it was just their, in my body but it wasn't helping me, it was hurting me.

It took me a few hours but I finally fell asleep.

I was running, not in fear, I was happy and laughing. I was at Townsville beach with the sun setting, casting an orange glow. I turned around but no one was there causing me to stop, someone was supposed to be there...

Suddenly I was lifted in the air and spun around, "Lookin for me, Red?" I heard bricks voice, making me giggle as he set me down.

I smiled a light blush on both of our faces, before I realized what was going on, we were leaning in. I stood on my tippy toes and he bended down a little bit, connecting our foreheads. Our lips inches away then centimeters, they almost connected till the sky got darker, the water was crashing harder and the wind blew widely. Bricks face changed into Logan's and he cupped my face harshly connecting our lips.

I pushed him away, landing on my butt, hitting the water. He glared at me with a smirk and started walking towards me making me back up, ignoring the water rise around me. Before I knew what was going on, I was being held under the water. I could see Logan's disoriented face and voices in my head that sounded like my families and friends, "We told you so but you just wouldn't listen!" They repeated giving me a head ache.

I couldn't hold my breath no more, opening my mouth causing salt water to enter my lungs, leaving a burning sensation. It was to much, to much...

I shot out of my bed, gasping reaching for my neck and sweat dripped from my forehead. I was cold and my stomach had bad twisting pains making me groan. I didn't want to go back to sleep, I never wanted to go back to sleep...