CHAPTER 50

"Z-Zayn?!" The incredulous whisper left my lips as my body stumbled behind for my hands to lean on a piece of furniture behind me for support.

I blinked back the cloud of denial that blinded my vision as I took note of the figure's appearance.

The man seemed scarily analogous to Zayn with his blonde mop of hair matched with those striking electric blue orbs I could identify anywhere. The man seemed to have a mask on that seemed awfully familiar as well.

Despite my dwell state, I eyed the boy who noticed my presence before his eyes widen to the size I couldn't even fathom again.

"B-Blaire." The man breathed out followed by the repulsing sound of the gun hitting the ground after it fell from his hands. The man gulped before he tried to reach out for me.

"Blaire-"

I held out my palm towards him intercepting to speak. I closed my eyes shut, desperate for all this to end. I seemed to be in denial all along and simply refused to concede whatever I had witnessed a few seconds before.

"Are you really Zayn?!" I whispered. There was a pregnant pause before I peeked open one of my eyes at him.

The man seemed to sigh before he glanced down at Adham's limp body before settling his gaze back on me. I found my eyes guided back to Adham's wide ones. It held nothing but shook that swirled in those orbs. It was nothing like my mother's genuine ones.

"I have been intending to tell you about this for a while." The man's voice bought back my attention to him. He stood there with pleading eyes as he gazed at my one own maudlin ones.

"But I had always feared that you might take it in the wrong way," He reasoned before lowering his head down. "and leave me..." He whispered the last part.

I scrunched my face and took in a deep breath as I eyed the man warily.

"So, you really are Zayn..." I asserted my whisper as I glared at him with teary eyes. His face softened as soon as he saw my betrayed orbs

"I'm sorry Blaire..." His mouth wavered to speak but nothing came out. He took in a deep breath before he took his gloves off his hands and placed them on the bedside table.

"I am Zayn." He enunciated with an assertion. "But..."

I rose my brow at how anxious he looked. He took in a deep breath before he rose his hand to pull out his hair. And bewilderingly his blonde strands ripped out of his head revealing another mop of dark brown hair.

It took me a minute to realize that he wore a wig all this time.

He avoided my eyes as he proceeded to move his fingertips on his eyeball.

What the hell is he doi-

My eyes widen as I saw him retracting a small transparent circular sheet that stayed on his fingertips.

I narrowed my eyes at the foreign object before realization sunk in.

Contacts!

I watched as he took off his contact and carelessly threw it away as if he doesn't care anymore. I tilted my head as I examined his face who had his eyes cast down still not revealing his eyes pigmented by an unknown color.

My eyes widen followed with a gasp that left my lips when my mind reckoned his identity.

"Syed?!" I enquired with my voice highly wavered as my frantic breaths echoed in the room. He was stubborn to keep his eyes down all along as he nodded as a gesture to reply to my question.

"I am Syed too." He sighed out before he flickered his eyes back at me. I scrunched my brows when I noticed his eyes weren't grey that I excepted but something else which I couldn't capture within the brevity of his glance.

"But Syed has brown eyes..." I drawled out with my arched brow. He seemed to sigh before nodding.

"Yea, I know. I wore brown contacts as Syed." He replied curtly before clearing his throat. He sighed before looking directly at me.

My eyes widen when I saw grey eyes reflected back the dim light that lit the room.

No... It can't be...

He let out another sigh before ripping off the mask of his face all while maintaining his intense orbs on mine.

I seemed to shut my eyes on impulse as my apprehension seemed to hit its apex.

"I'm really sorry Blaire." The voice's whisper felt like a vicious slap across my face. I opened my eyes to see the man that had invaded my dreams like no other.

With the feathery touch of a kiss that sent tingles through my spine which had aroused me the most, suddenly seemed like a distinct feeling I had long forgotten about.

Those orbs pigmented by the dark saturated clouds themselves seemed to swell a thunderstorm with harsh lightning that struck my heart.

I looked at my Step- Dad's limp form once again before I blinked back my tears as I glared at the boy I loved.

I took in a deep breath.

"Why did you do it, Israel?" I breathed out. When i saw his clinical responce, I shook my head and bit my lip as I glared at my shoes.

"I-I-"

"I don't want to hear pathetic excuses. I need the real reason." I asserted before I lifted my gaze back at him who seemed at loss of words.

I let out a humorless chuckle as my eyes seemed to glance at the fresh corpse in the room again.

"I mean..." I started with my voice hoarse. "Don't get me wrong. Authentically speaking, I don't have any remorse feels for this man over here to be dead." I pointed at Adham's corpse.

"It is the feeling of betrayal that is saturated in my heart that cannot be overlooked here," I stated with my palms placed on my chest. I let out another chuckle.

"You know, I always wondered how rather vague and absurd it was for me to have three guys magically pop up in my life from three very distinct places." I started.

"But I never really gave a it a strong thought about it. Cause you know, they say be happy with whatever you have got." I shrugged. "So, I thought to follow our elders' words."

"Too bad, I was too naïve to realize that everything was just an abstract bullshit." I testified as I tried my best to hold the sob that escaped my lips when I meet his guilty eyes.

"Betrayal has never worked with me." I breathed out. "Seriously, I loved you so much it hurts now. Why couldn't you have simply been honest with me?" I yelled the last part.

"Like seriously. If you would have told me that you just approached me to play with my feeling all along, all while casting a plan to kill the man that had brought me up, I would have at least saved myself from another heartbreak." I let out a loud sob and bit my lip before I shrugged. "Who knows, I would have even helped you kill this man in an easy way."

"I guess my heart was simply meant to be broken." I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and turned my head away refusing to meet Israel's eyes. "I guess I just have to clean up the mess again and get over the love I had for you. Cause, after all, you have been playing with me." I cursed out.

"That's not true." Israel's voice frantic urged. "It may be wrong of me to create those characters and make you falsely believe in them. But as Israel, I really do love you."

I flickered my eyes to his eyes that pleaded me to trust him.

"Just, please... Listen to what I have to say. I can explain." He pleaded as he took a step towards me that made me take a step back impulsively. The looks of hurt clouded my eyes.

"I really do love you with all of my heart. I have felt things with you that I had never ever imagined with another girl. Before you, I was simply a college student who used girls like tissues and lived his life with his daddy's deep pocket. I never really cared about anyone feelings. So, when my dad proposed this deal where I could get tons of money of my own, I took it without a second and was ready to simply do what I had mastered in, play another girl." He breathed out as he meets my eyes again.

"But when I met you, it felt like cold water splashed across my face. I had learned the harsh reality of life in your situation. And my ulterior motive changed; I was intrigued to know more about you. It felt like a blink of an eye and I found myself deeply in love with you." He breathed out, wavered.

"You changed me, Blaire. And my feelings for you are truly genuine. I promise." He whispered.

I chuckled humorlessly and eyed the boy who seemed quite disturbed by my reaction.

"'I promise'." I mocked his words. "You what my mom said when I asked her if she would be with me her whole life? 'I promise'. You know what my sister told me when I asked her if she would be okay? 'I promise'. You know what Blake said when I asked him to be my escape from reality? 'I promise'." I stated before I let out another chuckle.

"So, if you really are a smart man, you would have realized by now that the phrase 'I promise' is out of my dictionary." I enunciated with a glare.

He shook his head. "Blaire just give me two minutes. Let me explain. I know that I can change your mind. But, if you still don't feel it with me, then you may go." He pleaded.

I sighed and opened my mouth to speak.

"Please." Israel cut me off. I looked at those orbs that seemed like it couldn't get any more guilty nor hopelessness.

I shut my mouth and stayed irresponsive, alluding him to speak. He sighed in relief when he took note of it before he started to explain.

"Our gang in London was known as the 'Corrective Gang', if that makes sense to you." He started. "Basically, we try to clear out all the illegal practices that cause harm across our country." He explained that cleared my doubts.

"that's how we decided to step into America to expand our service here too. We set our goal to step into one of the darkest deals that were going to take place in a few months. After all our research, our consensus propagated light on only one way." He breathed out. "To kill the leader of it all, Cause, there was no way to stop this if the head himself wasn't pulled out of the race. And so, we devised a plan do to the same."

"We got to know about his you, his stepdaughter when we initially met him in his house. And that's how all our plans changed as we stuck to the easiest way without much risk to get to Adham; through his stepdaughter. And that how we did our research about you and got to know at most about you. The room you had stumbled upon before with all your pictures and stuff was our workplace to study you."

At that point, I couldn't help but wonder how they treated me like a whole new different species to study me. The only thing that was left was me locked up in a cage.

"Syed and Zayn were just characters we created to get to know you the most and not miss out anything. We thought it would be rather suspicious and a pester of me as only Israel to follow you around everywhere."

Well, no shit Sherlock.

"But in mid-way, when I realized I had fallen in love with you, All our plans came crashing down. I fucked up the whole thing. But I knew these feelings simply couldn't be bottled up. So, I confronted my dad about this. And man, He was so furious." His eyes widen as he spoke the last part.

"But in the end, he understood and supported me. It wasn't like he could do anything. But he told me to stick to the plan. We knew in the end that I was going to hurt you no matter what. So, we thought to break it to you at the end, with our mission accomplished would be better." He spoke slowly as shame seemed to seep into him when he dropped his gaze to his shoes.

"But it was originally meant for you not to know about this. We knew you hated Adham, so it wouldn't be a problem. But we also knew it would hurt you if I was the killer." He reasoned clearly. "I was stupid not to tell you about this before. Blaire."

"I have no excuses for that." He sighed before he lifted his gaze back at me. "But I need you to know that I don't even have an ounce to intend hurting you. And I love you more than anything in the world." He vowed with frantic eyes.

I stayed irresponsive as my clinical face seemed to maintain its stubborn austere.

"Baby, please..." Israel whispered before he reluctantly paced forth towards me. My heartbeat seemed to accelerate as he came to a halt right in front of me.

He lifted his hands to cup my face with his palm and made me look at him with my teary eyes.

"My love for your is genuinely tremendous. And I need you to know that." He whispered. My body seemed to stay rooted in my place for few more succeeding seconds before I ripped his hands off my place.

"Do not touch me." I seethed as I glared at him. "You had chosen deception against my love long before. And that's clear to me."

I stepped away from and headed towards the door frame. I turned around right before my departure towards Israel's despairing orbs. My eyes flickered back to the corpse before it steeled back on him.

"Be sure to clean the mess," I spoke before I strutted away from the scene with my heart shattered in a million pieces.

Again.

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(A/N)

*Author hides behind the bush frantically from the tomatoes and eggs that are being thrown at her*

*Author smiles nervously when she notices the smoke that you are producing out of your ears in anger.*

UMM... I'M SORRY BUT I HAD TO DO IT!

I noticed that a few of you already guessed that all those three boys would be the same person. So, that mightn't have taken you by surprise. But yea... that just happened.

And I kind of also had second thoughts when a lot of you guessed that. But I pulled myself together and stuck with my plan.

And for those who didn't except this... MWAHAHAHA. I know. Me is an evil author.

Go one. Read the epilogue to know what happens next.

You would quite satisfied. Well. At least won't be crazy mad at me, I guess.
Love you all!

-Yuuki $)