Full name- Akira Mary Ray

Sex- Female

Age- 18

Height- 5'3 feet

Birthday- 6 November

Father name- Edmund Ray (Died in car accident, 2009)

Mother name- Mary Ray (Died in car accident, 2009)

Brother- Jake Ray (Died in car accident, 2009)

Other relatives- Elizabeth Ray

Home- Kent, Connecticut.

School- Kent Jr high school.

GPA- 4.0

Family- Lives with her Grandmother Elizabeth Ray.

Close friends- Logan Hastings, Bella Jade.

Study status- First year in Yale under full time scholarship.

Job- Works in a library.

Current Relationship- None

Previous relationship- None

Holy shit!

Not believing my eyes I flip frantically through the pages. Oh god, no! Photographs, many photographs turn up in next page stilling my blood cold. I stop breathing.

Fuck!

They all are of me doing something. Me, walking on road; in shine with Alex; Alex holding my hand at my first party; me, laughing with Alex; me, coming out of library; me, crying at the foyer of that party; me, with Sydney and Grace outside his club.

This is not happening!

Everything, every fucking thing suddenly starts making sense. How he knew about me leaving that party with Alex, how he knew about Shine and my library, and how he was there to pick me up. I know for certain I never told him any address. And I was so stupid that I couldn't even take hints. Oh God, how didn't I realize that before?

Sliding door of balcony opens and he enters inside with a smile that disappears as soon he sees what is in my hand. Was he there all along? Did he deliberately put this file here for me? Had he wanted me to see this?

The look of his face tells he didn't. His eyes are wide, uncertain and panicked as he try to read my reaction.

He takes a step forward toward me, "Ray-"

"Don't." I warn backing away.

His eyes show pain at my refusal but I ignore it. He doesn't get act like I hurt him when I'm burning from his betrayal. Once again I'm betrayed by someone I love, and this time the ache is unbearable.

"You have me investigated." This is not a question but a statement and my voice is surprisingly calm contrary to turmoil I am in.

He doesn't blink and regards me cautiously as if he is afraid I'm going to do something crazy and for once he is not wrong about being wary. I'm not sure what to do at the moment or where my mind is going.

"Why?" I whisper.

He stays silent and this action snaps something inside me.

"Tell me dammit!" The scream breaks from the back of my throat startles me.

"Because I was desperate!"

I look at him blankly.

What does he mean?

He lets out a humorless chuckle, "Yes, I, the motherfucking King was desperate. Since the day you barged in my life I have no control over it. I wanted to, fuck that, I needed to have some control before I lost my mind. I had no other way but to know everything about you, from inside out. I wanted to have upper hand by knowing you from afar when I couldn't have you. I was that desperate, baby." By the end he is whispering, his eye pleading me understand.

I keep my face void of emotions unlike my heart that is shattering from inside or my brain that is trying to justify his words. "By stalking me huh?"

He flinches at the reference of his action, closing his eyes momentarily but doesn't reply.

I move toward him, "Tell me one thing, did you know about my parents before I told you? And don't lie."

His eye flashes with guilt but it's gone as soon it appears leaving it empty. "Yes."

A new fresh cut slice through my heart, tearing it in pieces. I stare at him trying to figure if he is the same man I love. The man I love would move world around to see I don't get hurt and yet he is the reason of my current inadmissible pain.

My tear filled eyes sting and I quickly turn around before he could see them. I don't want him to know the amount of hurt he is causing me.

"Ray stop!" He barks behind me.

And I do stop against my will. I give him a backward glance.

"Let me explain." He face is tortured.

Blinking tears back furiously, I force my tone to steady, "You have had so many times to explain but you didn't and now I don't want to hear any of your explanations."

Covering the space in one stride he grabs my elbow and spins me around to face him, "You will not leave me." He spits.

I yank my elbow free with the force I didn't know I had. "Don't touch me!" I seethe, my anger surfacing.

"Then don't walk away from me." He snarls.

"I fucking will!"

He close his eyes to control his own anger but I can see how miserably he is feeling. "Baby just list-"

"No! You know very well how much I hate lie, how one lie took my family away from me, and yet you betrayed me. You had your chances. You could have told me when I was bearing my heart open to you! You could have told me when I admitted googling you! Hell you could have been honest with me before fucking me!" I am screaming as my traitorous tears spring out.

Growling he lungs at me, gripping my shoulders he pins me to the wall beside door. "We did not fuck!" Exhaling a breath, he puts his forehead on mine, staring straight in my eye, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before but I was afraid. Afraid that you'd get scared and leave me. Baby, I can't and I won't live without you."

"So you stalk my every move! You violated my privacy! Do you even understand meaning of privacy?" I try to push him away but he doesn't bulge.

"It was for your safety."

"What safety? We didn't even know each other in that pictures let alone care!" I snort.

He presses me further, his breath fanning my neck, "You are wrong. You are everything and you were everything the second I saw you. I love you now and I loved you then."

A sob escapes me. His every word is like a punch in gut. I can't take it, not now, when everything feels like a lie.

"Please stop."

"It is the truth Darling. I have loved you from the moment I felt you. You have owned me since then. Baby, I have enemies. They want me destroyed and the best way to get me is you. That is why I have to put half of my security on you." He kisses my neck softly. I know what he is doing. Truth or not, he is manipulating me to give in but I can not.

"Let me go." I sob.

"No!" He tightens his hold.

"I need some space. I can't even look at you without feeling betrayed."

"Tell me what to do. I will do anything." He begs.

I know he will. He will do anything for my forgiveness but I don't think it'd be real. He would do it only for me to stay. I need some space to think how I can move pass his betrayal or if I can.

"You have to let me go."

"Like hell I will! I will withdrew my security." He is desperate.

"Don't bother Romero. The damage is already done. All you had to do was to tell me but you do what you want." I clench my teeth to stop my tears.

"Goddamn it! I was trying to protect you. This is the only way I know how by having everything under control." He grits.

"That's the problem Rom, I'm not a thing. I am a human. And now you know another way, that is to talk."

"Give me a chance Ray, I will try not to do anything again before your consent."

He will try?

Of course he can't promise me. It is not in his nature to justify. The only thing he know is to take control and make decision.

"You are asking for something I don't have right now. I am empty. I feel empty."

"Then tell me how to make right." His voice is so broken and it hurts that I'm the reason.

"Let me leave."

"No! No! I can't Ray, you know I can't." He clings to me like I'm his only lifeline.

"I can't be around you Rom. I need to be away from you." I shake my head.

"Please baby, I am nothing without you. I love you." He whispers.

I sniff, "And I love you too. That's why I need to be alone before it dies."

He looks as though I have slapped him. "You don't mean that."

"I do Rom, I do."

"You don't believe me right? I will show you. Come with me." I stay still and he rakes his hand through his hair, frustrated, "Stay here."

He pace toward the adjoining room and disappear inside.

My mind runs, should I stay or leave?

No!

I can't stay. Because if I stay I know he will persuade me to forgive him. I know that right now I will never be able to forgive him fully. Deep down I'd always have bitterness and with time it'd only drift us apart. I can't let that happen.

Without looking back I sprint out of room and toward front door. Just as I'm about to cross the foyer I hesitate but I somehow shove it away, tears are now uncontrollable. I hurriedly enter inside elevator and press the basement button.

"Ray!"

Before door could slide close I hear him shout and when I look up, he is running toward me, his face panicked and eyes begging for me to stop. I glance away, willing my heart to stay strong, to not give in. The door closes.

Oh God!

The doorman recognizes me instantly for I have been there far too many time with Romero. He access my state as I'm only wearing Romero's shirt, shorts and sneakers with concern, he takes one look of my tear strained face and jumps up from his seat. "Are you okay mam?"

"Yes." I mutter and start to move past him.

"Would you like me to call a cab?" He offers politely.

I stop.

Cab?

"Yes please." I try to smile but it's too hard. I feel drained of any emotions.

His phone rings. "Sir?" He listen the other side and his eyes widen as they meet mine, "Y-yes sir, she is here."

I just know he is talking to Romero. Tense, I start running. I can hear him calling me from behind but I don't stop. I wave my hand when I see a cab. It stops and I slide inside.

I let my head fall back and cry. Romero's tortured face haunts me but I know it's the right thing to do. I have to do it, for me, for him and for us.