|- For Every Girl Who Thinks She's Met Her Prince-|...Well I Have...Literaly. And He Has A Secret. (Prolouge)

“Rayne? Come on sweetie open your eyes…”

It’s a struggle but I manage to do what I’m told. I open my eyes to find myself surrounded by people. There’s Tess, her mom, my mom, Queen Vienna, and a white haired man I had never seen before. But no Alek.

“She’s going to make a full recovery.” The man said. “All of the venom was successfully removed.”

“Oh thank God.” My mother said. She bends down and wraps her arms around me “Rayne, are you feeling better? Does it hurt anywhere?”

It did actually. Hurt. Practically everywhere. But all I could focus on was…

“W-where’s Alek?”

A grim expression forms on her face. “We don’t know where he is.”

I snap up. “What!?”

My mom quickly reaches forwards and forces me back down on the bed.

“After he brought you to us and told us what happened he…just left.”

“We have to find him.” I try again to get up but my mother forces me back down.

“We will, but you just have to rest. Okay?”

I don’t answer her question because I feel pang of sadness.

“Why would he leave…”I whisper

My mom sighs and begins to play with my hair. “You have to understand, it’s extremely hard for him. He is constantly plagued with cravings and he prides himself on his self control…He’s angry with himself.”

“He shouldn’t be.” I reply

My mom sighs again “Just get some rest Rayne. We’ll find him, I promise.”

I groan as my mom exits the room. How could she possibly expect me to get some sleep when I don’t know where Alek is, it’s impossible and irrational I mean…

I woke up about four hours later.

It was a sound that caused me to rise from my bed. I was still in a lot of pain, but I had to see where it was coming from. I tip toe down the stairs and into the parlor.

I sigh out of relief when I see him. Alek. He’s sitting in a chair with his head down in his hands. He’s mumbling things I can’t quite make out. He turns to look at me. I smile and begin to walk towards him.

“Don’t.” he says in a hard voice that surprises me. He stands up and distances himself from me.

“Alek?” He flinches when I say his name. As if it hurts him. “I’m fine okay?” I take a step closer. “I know you didn’t mean to…”

“Rayne…” he says in a voice warning me to stop.

I blink confused. “Alek, I’m fine…what’s wrong?"

For a while there's nothing but scilence between us.

“I…” he starts “I take…chances with you.” He whispers. “Chances I shouldn’t be taking.”

I move even closer. “It’s okay…”

“Rayne!” he yells this time. We stand silent as his voice echoes through the hall.

“This.” He stops “This can not continue.”

“Wh-what do you mean?” I’m almost afraid to ask.

He turns his back and I can no longer see his face.

“I don’t want you anymore.” His words cut through me.

My eyes start to burn as I force the tears back. “W-what …?”

“I. Don’t. Want. You.”

I stand there in complete shock. He doesn’t mean it. He can’t. Silent tears roll down my cheeks.

“This was not meant to me anything more than a marriage of convenience. You understand.”

He still doesn’t look at me.

“We will still be married, but we…we will see less of each other.”

I want to yell and scream. But I just stand there.

“I’m leaving. And I will not be back until the wedding. Until then, goodbye Rayne.”

He turns quickly and walks past me, for a moment our shoulders touch. It was enough to send me crashing to the floor, but I made sure he did not see me do it. I never let anyone see me cry.

I lay there, and I cried.

I cried because it hurt. I cried because I didn’t understand. I cried because he left. I cried because I had fallen for him. I cried because I wanted him

I cried because he didn’t want me.