Disclaimer: Copyright is legal if it's unofficial, and that's exactly what this is!
Anyway, soz if this fic doesn't seem completed but I was in a rush so it isn't exactly how I'd like it, I'll update it soon though. There, I said it, I'm sorry. Oh yeah, please R&R, obviously.
'Would you turn that thing down already?' Kai asked monotonously as Tyson, for the fifth time, turned the radio up.
'For once I agree,' Hillary told him. 'I can't hear myself think.'
She then knew it was a good thing he did because of what the DJ said next.
'This is for Hillary from her ex boyfriend Lenny,' he said. 'Who says he's going through a tough time at the moment. I hope things will clear up for you two. This is Maroon 5, next.'
What the...? she thought. It can't be. The song 'She Will Be Loved' by Maroon 5 came on. No she thought. It must be. But what did he mean, going through a tough time? We haven't seen each other since... then. She thought back to what had happened.
She felt tears welling up inside her so she quickly stood up and walked outside.
Why this? she asked herself. Why now? Why me? Hillary then hoped that the others didn't hear the request and she began to panic a bit. It isn't fair.
She was facing away from the dojo and was a to the right of the entrance to it so they couldn't see her.
'What happened?' She recognized the voice instantaneously and knew he'd been standing there for a minute or so but hadn't said anything.
She didn't want anyone to know, especially him.
'What do you care?' she asked half-heartedly. She wanted to tell Kai as little as possible.
He'd just think I'm pathetic she thought. Why I even bother to fall in love in the first place. All love ends up the same. Heartbreak.
She heard the song end. 'I try so hard just to say goodbye.'
She felt him approach and stand beside her. She turned her head away from him, not wanting him to see her in her current condition.
Hillary would have done anything to not be in that situation. She was hoping for a distraction she knew would never come.
She sighed. 'It's none of your business,' she told him angrily.
'You're part of my team. I deserve to know,' he told her firmly.
'I wasn't then,' she told him angrily, finally turning to face him.
She'd got him there, it was none of his business.
'Look, it happened a long time ago, I don't want to bring it back again,' she told him, calming down slightly. 'I don't want to discuss it.'
Then she walked out of the gate without a word.
I thought he was still at home. Maybe he still is, it's a worldwide radio station after all Hillary thought. I still don't get what he means by a tough time.
She was leaning on one of the supports of the bridge that went over the river, where she usually went to think.
She knew she'd have to go back but decided not to go until the next day because the sun was already setting.
Why? she thought and went home.