A Master for Razel!

Chapter 5. Trying

A/N~This is kind of what I imagine Zaire will look like when he and Razel switch... So everyone is not confused. Razel has mental and emotional problems because of his past so he developed a split personality and named it Zaire. Zaire is Razel. Zaire comes out when Razel feels threatened or feels like he is mentally unstable.~

Razel's p.o.v.

I groaned as I sat up in my bed. I rubbed my temples and threw my covers off. I grabed the bottle of Advil from the side table and gulped three down dry. Hearing clinging of dishes from downstairs, I stand and head toward my door. I opened my door only to come face first into a wall. A very warm, hard wall. Looking up I saw it was Damien. I groaned.

"That wasn't a very nice greeting, baby." He purred in my ear.

'Oh is he hitting on us?'

Shaking my head, I turned and almost ran down the stairs. I saw Mike and Luke sitting at the table talking to each other all lovey like. Ew.

"Morning Razel , did you sleep alright?" Luke asked softly while standing up to the counter. I laid my head down on the counter as he poured me coffee.

"No. Zaire talked too much..." I quickly slapped a hand over my mouth. Shit. Everyone looked at me in confusion.

"Z- zaire? Who is zaire Razel?" Luke asked looking at me. I stayed silent.

"Razel. Answer me. Who is Zaire?" Damien asked for Luke.

'Lie or tell the truth. Now is your chance.'

"Zaire is. Ummm, well he is a friend." I stuttered. Shit.

'Nice. Smooth move.'

"I didn't know you talked to anyone last night. When did they call?" Luke asked smiling. I paled. Shit, what do I say?

"Late. Very late. You were sleeping. Otherwise I would have let you say hi." FUCK. Why did I say that? Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Oh god, please I beg you just create a hole and swallow me.

"Really? Maybe we can invite him to dinner tonight. He called last night right so we have caller Id. I'll give him a call." Luke cheered picking up the phone. I'm dead. I am dead.

"No. We shouldn't bother him. He is busy." I said quickly. Luke held his hand up for me to shush. I raised an eyebrow at that and huffed.

"Razel. This is not his number. What is it? I thought he called so he should have caller id." I shrugged and looked around innocently.

"Don't know. Don't care. I'm kind of tense so I'm going to change then go for a jog. Ok, bye." I stated quickly then ran out of the room. I ran up the stairs and burst into my room, slamming the door shut behind me.

'You know. Telling them would be so much easier than lying all the time. And after what you did just now they know something is up.'

'I can't tell them. They don't know everything and I can't talk about it. Not yet. Not with them.'

'Maybe with Damien? '

'No. Zaire. No.'

'Hmmmm, I don't know. I'll share my secrets with him anyway. Daddy.'

'Seriously. Your secrets are my secrets asshole.'

'Don't call yourself an asshole. And I'm being serious. He is a fine piece of man candy and I bet his candy is just as fine!'