Always Romira

Chapter - 8

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Akira

'Ray.'

He called me Ray, his Ray. The Ray he loves, no, the Ray he used to love. Momentarily I forget what happened between us and absorb the luxury of being in his arms again.

Who knows when would I get this chance again? If ever.

For now I just want to revel in it and erase all the terrible things happened today.

Suppressing tears of my uncontrolled happiness, I cling to him as tightly I could, afraid he'd disappear again. My rationality is screaming from somewhere to stop this madness but I'm too far gone to care about it. The only thing getting into me is he came when I need him the most, that he still somewhat cares about me, that I'm not nothing to him.

"Tell me you are okay." He whispers in my hair with a desperation and urgency that shakes my gut.

I nod in his chest, too comfortable to move. I can hear his unstable heartbeat and his short ragged breath.

"Words Ray. I need to hear you say it. I need- fuck! Tell me." His body trembles against mine and his hold tightens into bone crushing grip.

I quickly look up in his grey eyes that I missed staring at and say, "I'm okay." Now that you are here.

He exhales a deeps breath as though he was deprived of it and clamps his jaws tight. "You are coming with me."

I will go to hell with you. My heart whispers longingly but at the very same moment my brain starts working again and I realise I've no right to hold him like this or to go anywhere with him. The thought brings immense amount of pain with it.

Oh God why!

I can't keep doing the same thing again and again.

It only ends up breaking me more.

I loosen my grip and take a small step back. I open my mouth to speak, instantly a finger is on my lips stopping me to argue.

His eyes turn determines as he once again pulls me tightly against him. "Not a single word, Ray, unless it's 'yes'. You are coming with me. End of, or so help me God, I don't even know what I'd do."

Not liking the way he is ordering me around I go to snap but then I remember that cat's lifeless body on my bed and fight hard to not flinch. I don't think I could stay in my room tonight, not with the flashes of images I'm having.

I probably could stay in Sydney's room or Alice but my selfish part kicks in. Staying with Romero even if I would have to suffer from those heartache again is better than not seeing him at all. I tell myself it would be only for one night and one last time, I could do it.

I could, couldn't I?

And also from everything I know about him, I know that he is not going to sway from this. I can come with thousands of excuses but the hard glint in his eyes tells me to not test him. He will take me on his shoulders if he has to but there is no changing his mind.

"Okay." I agree.

"Okay what?" He snaps, clearly not believing that I agreed so easily, just like that. I am sure he has had numbers of threats he was waiting to sport on me.