Remember me? (ON HOLD)

In which his black lies shine

A lot of swearing! Read at your own risk.
Rains pov

I woke up with a smile on my face. After a long time, I had finally gone out on a date! Well, technically I took him on the date, but still......

I shook my head clear. Today was a sunday, so I wanted to finish my song, OR go out and have fun. Guess which option won? Of course the have fun one, plus the studio was closed.I nudged out of Alex's hold (he decided not to strangle me today) and reached out for my phone which was charging (we took wayy too many selfies, me and Alex). Scrolling down, I noticed the amount of calls by dad, step-mom and Kyra.

oops. Maybe I forgot to tell them about staying at my studio...?
I quickly texted my dad about the whole 'outing' Alex and I had. All he wanted to know is if he should be expecting a grandchild.
Typical. Daughter goes missing, and all you want to know is if she 'fornicated'.
I did not bother about my stepmom,she had just texted me the days grocery shopping list.
Bah. I can feel the love.
Deciding to call Kyra next, I steadied my self for the impact by lowering the volume.
"I WANT DETAILS! HOW WAS YOUR FIRST ONE NIGHT STAND?" She screamed, picking up the call on the second ring.
Turns out, she still has an imagination as colourful as my chalkboard.
"Umm....would a forgotten fiancee suffice?" Or may be a date?"I said sheepishly, turning the volume back up.
"Did I hear you wrong, but did you just say fiancee' with date! DETAILS, I want DETAILS! I am supposed to know first, being your soulmate, darling.." She trailed off dramatically, and I could imagine her eyes giving me her infamous eye roll and hair flip." Plus, what happened to your dream of living with 12 well behaved cats and dogs while dating rich hot guys?"
"If I tell you this fiancee is a hot rich guy, will I still have to get those doggies and kitties?" I answered, further teasing kyra. Ooh, I should do this more often! "No need, because this millionaire happens to be Alex , one of the leading bachelors on the Forbes list, who was seen exiting RAIN DAWSONS house AND now was seen exiting in a very cozy embrace with the extraordinary singer SHIRLEY SCARLETT , also known as SCALETT FLASH?   What the fuck is wrong with you?! Do you want your Identity to be exposed? God Dawson, wake up your sleeping arse AND DO SOMETHING!!!!!"
Click.
I stared at my phone in disbelief, processing what she had just spoken. And then, it just whacked me on the face like a bloody bell.
WtfIamabouttobeexposedomgomgomg-
I screamed in annoyance. Wait....What if Alex set me up just to get some paparazzi and fame ? But then again he has enough of that due to his company, and he would only need it to--
Oh, that motherfucker!!!!!!
I grabbed pillows and started throwing them at him.
"Oww! What the hell Rain what's wrong? Ah,shit stop throwing- That was not a pillow! Do you want to kill me?"
Enraged, I picked up another duster and threw it at him. I did not want an explanation, all I saw was red. "You idiotic , crapass, annoying, fucker, asshole, rot, in, hell !!!!" I screamt,wanting to bitch slap him. "You did this, didn't you? You purposely acted all chummy in public so that you can blackmail me to get engaged to you,or you would expose my identity! You..you!" Buy this time, Alex had become cornered and was shielding himself with a pillow. Lucky for him, I had just thrown my last stone at him. For some reason,he was staring at me with a bewildered expression. "What the hell are you talking about?!" That is when I told him what Kyra told me."-And my theory is you deliberately tried to be seen with me in public so that you could hold my career and life choices in your hands and blackmail me any time you want, because you share a secret vendetta against me like the people working in your company!"
By the time I finished talking, I was dead exhausted. How dumb of me to think that I had a chance to get my memories back. To be able to trust someone, to have hope.
Just as my eyes watered, I stopped. I hadn't been able to shed even one tear at my moms funeral, being too tangled in tubes and wires connected to me, and I was going to cry over a worthless piece of shit?
I lowered my arms which had been raised in a fighting stance subconsciously and looked at him. Another person who made me feel betrayed. Another person who was behind my name, not me.
Alex's pov
I looked at her as she held back again. Once more a barricade between us. Now, when she looked at me, there was an empty void, a swirling pit of betrayal.
She was hurt, again.
Because of people who were nosy enough to not mind their business.
Because of me.
She let go for a day, and those reporters nicely broke her trust in me. This shows how much she had been broken, how much of a rift she created between her and other people.
"It's not true." I mumbled as I stared at the crushed chalks on the floor.
I felt like those chalks right now.
"Then look at me and say that." She whispered. I knew I hadn't, but I couldn't look into her eyes.
"Look at me please, and say it, please! Please show me that I made at least one good choice by trusting you so blindly, please tell me that I made one good choice after forcing my parents to come to that trip which took away my mom from me!" She screamed in desperation. I knew that she was only hanging from a thread, and would break any second. "I didn't. I didn't," I whispered, and then finally looked into her eyes and shouted out a guttural "I didn't !" Once more, meeting her eyes. The sight in front of me nearly killed me. Her hair was messed up, and her eyes livid with a plethora of broken memories colliding.
Suddenly, she collapsed, another scream piercing the air around us as she screamed again. And again.
" Do you know what I have been through since the accident? All this time i had kept all my emotions in check, either making songs or devising pranks to make me forget. Forget the fact that I am the reason I lost her. That I couldn't even mourn her loss, either being interrogated or strangled in masses of tubes and iv's so that I get up. Every day, every night, pieces of that nightmarish week comes crashing back to me. I always wondered, are you hiding something from me? If you are what? Even dad did, I am pretty sure. So spit it out, you bastard! Because now I remember. We went to a measly hut of a farmhouse, not a mansion with animals that you own!"
My breath hitched. She had found out." Rain, let me expl-"
"No! Please, don't! God, no! Leave me alone and let me be!"
"Rain, I swear, I lov-"
" oh you bastard!  Don't you dare say that! Shut up and leave me alone!"
She stormed out, grabbing her coat as she walked out into the now cloudy sky.
You lost her, again..you will loose her again, I told you...
A tear slid down my cheek as I watched her go. Outside, into the night. But this time I did not tell her to stop. I couldn't, because this time she walked out on her own, not been dragged inside a car, against her will.