Secrets and the Love? "Ray x Oc"

9

P.O.V Ayame

Norman rummaged around under the bed. What is he looking for?

"What does it look like?" Ray asked him. Apparently, he knew what Norman was looking for.

Norman shook his head.

"They're gone," he said again.

"Really?" it came from Ray.

"You people? I don't understand anything anymore," I said, confused. But then it clicked for me.

Of course!

"Then it must be Don," said Ray.

"Yes..." said Norman, looking at the bed.

I looked at Ray again, but he grinned to himself. What?

Norman looked at him with an ice-cold look. Ray's grin faded into a monotonous face.

"You are the informant. Isn't that right, Ray?" said Norman. My heart stopped briefly.

Ray was also briefly shocked.

Still shocked, I looked at both of them. The ticking of the clock drove me crazy.

I looked at Ray. He grinned briefly.

"What are you talking about? Are you okay, Norman?" he asked. But Norman stayed serious.

"You know that very well. I set the trap for three people. Don knew about the bed and Gilda from the toilet on the first floor. At least that's how I told you, Ray. But in truth, I called Don to the dining room and Gilda to the library. And yet the ropes under my bed have disappeared. What about the other places? Shall we take a look now? What do you mean? Actually, I also wanted to set the trap for Ayame. But since she left earlier, I didn't have the opportunity to do so. But that was, as it looks now, not necessary at all.

Both stared at each other. My heart was beating fast. I didn't want Ray to be an informant. And yet I somehow suspected it. I wanted to say something but couldn't get a word out. In the end it was all obvious.

Ray sat down on the bed and lay down on his back. And then? And then he started laughing. What? I was confused and a little shocked.

And suddenly he stopped laughing and looked so menacing that it sent shivers down my spine. Of course, I wasn't afraid.

"I thought everything would go smoothly," he said in a slightly lower voice.

Ray sat up again.

"But it's true. I'm Mother's spy," he said, extending his hand. Even though I already suspected it, hearing it from him personally felt like a stab in the heart.

"Since when did you suspect me?" he asked. I followed the conversation, but still had to process the blow first.

"Since the day Sister Krone came to us. I was disgusted with myself for suspecting you. We were friends. And even when I saw how much Ayame trusts you, I didn't know what to do. I wish you weren't the spy. I couldn't imagine anything worse. That you are her informant is a disaster for us, but from the enemy's point of view, it's the best situation. If we do something, you can have a say and so you are perfect to keep things under control. No one would be more suitable than you," said Norman.

I was very surprised. Well, what do you mean surprised. Ray must have a good reason for everything or I wished that he had a good reason dr all that.

"Since when did you suspect me? And I'm totally trapped in your trap," Ray said again.

"In addition, you have not only informed her about this matter. Mother wouldn't trust anyone who just spies like that and on the spot. Tell Ray, how long have you been spying?" Norman asked.

"For ages. I've been working for mother for ages. In short, I am her herding dog and she the flock of sheep," he said. I almost couldn't believe what I heard. I had to sit down before I topple over. Slightly swaying, I sat down next to Ray and just kept listening.

What am I supposed to do now? Norman hadn't initiated me, so I couldn't have a say. I could only listen quietly. How that annoys me. I didn't want to seem useless. I wanted to help. Help with planning, uncovering, training, and of course, I wanted to have a say.

Of course, I know I'm not useless. But sometimes you feel that way. You just learn by the way that the one you are in love with is the spy of the enemy. And one of your best friends talks to him about how he exposed him, etc.

Actually, I couldn't keep up anymore. My head was buzzing, and I felt like I was getting sick. Maybe I'll really get sick.

Without saying a word, I got up and went to the door. I just said "bye and good night" briefly, then I disappeared into the room.

I threw myself on the bed and thought about it. Long after, I noticed how I had become more tired until I finally fell asleep. My last thought before I fell asleep, of course, was Ray.

Someone nudged me. Tired, I opened my eyes. I immediately looked at Ray. I was startled and almost fell off the bed if he hadn't grabbed my arm.

"What are you doing here? It's late, Ray," I said a little coolly.

"Please don't be angry, Ayame. I did all this just because of you. I have been planning the escape for six years. I will do everything in my power so that we can get out of here alive. Please. You just have to trust me," he spoke calmly and a little differently than usual. So caring. Or am I just imagining it?

I nodded.

"Of course, I trust you. It was hard to suddenly find out that you were the spy. But anyway. I always trust you," I said. Of course, I trust him. Just my heart tells me again.

Ray smiled briefly.

He looked me in the eyes, and I looked back at him.

We stared at each other for more than five minutes.

Slowly, he leaned closer to me, and I moved closer to him, maintaining eye contact.

We were only a few millimeters away. But suddenly, Emma rolled back and forth. We were slightly startled by this and moved away again. (Author: I don't have a plan whether that made sense but it doesn't matter, I hope you know what I mean.)

When I realized that we almost kissed, I automatically turned very red. And when I looked at Ray, I could also see a slight red shimmer, as much as it could be seen in the dark.

"I'll go then. Good night. See you tomorrow," Ray interrupted the embarrassing silence.

"Good night," I said briefly. I also went back to bed.

After a few minutes, I finally fell asleep but now more relaxed.