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Kai opened his eyes and scanned the room he was currently in. He was lying on a couch with TV in front of it and two leather chairs to his left and right. In the left wall was a large window which showed Spencer moving around in the kitchen cooking dinner. He sighed, got up, and stretched widely, yawning heavily. "Spencer, what are we having for dinner?" Ian called loudly from his room. "You'll see!" "What are we having?" "You'll see!" Ian growled loudly, and Kai held back a smirk.
"Kai, go get Tala. Dinner's ready," requested Spencer. Kai got up silently and walked into a long hall with six doors. Two bathrooms, four bedrooms. He walked down two doors and knocked on the third. "Tala, dinner's ready." Receiving no reply, he knocked again. "Tala, dinner's ready." Silence. "Tala, you in there? I'm coming in..." Kai opened the door and stepped in.
Tala was sitting on the bed hunched over with his back facing the phoenix master, his whole body shaking violently. He heard Tala gasp for breaths a few times, and Kai realized Tala, The Tala Ivahov Valkov, was crying.
Kai walked over to the bed and crawled over to Tala. Tala didn't turn. It was as if he didn't know Kai was even in the room.
As soon as Kai reached Tala, he gasped. Tala held a razor above his wrist, and tears fell from his porcelain cheeks. Tala, whom Kai now knew for sure didn't know he was there, started to apply pressure. "Don't you fucking dare!" Tala gasped as he was thrown down onto the bed with Kai holding him down by his shoulders, and straddling him to keep the redhead's arms by his side.
"K-Kai, what are you doing?" whispered Tala, an unknown emotion filling his eyes as he started to squirm to get away for the older boy. "Stopping you from committing suicide, that's what! The hell is wrong with you?" demanded Kai. Tala looked away from the ruby eyes. "I-It's none of your business." "If it has to do with one of my teammates even daring to think about killing himself, then it becomes by business." "I'm sorry," whispered Tala. Kai let him out from under him after he put the razor in his left pocket so Tala couldn't get it too easily.
"Tala, what's going on?" asked Kai in a low voice. "I'm just so sick of it, Kai...Sick of life it self. Sick of doing the same thing over and over. Sick of having no one to talk to. Sick of the press always going into my personal life. Sick of you being so cold, sick of Ian being so annoying, sick of Spencer prying to find out what's wrong, sick of everything! You don't know what I've been through! You don't know what it's like being taught to hate, being taught not to think twice about killing! You don't know what it's like, because you left the Abbey without us! You abandoned me, Kai, abandoned me!" Tala sobbed harder, and the tears flowed more profusely.
"I didn't abandon you, Tala...never." "Oh yea, Kai? Then what did you do? You came back eleven years later! Do you know how long that was for me? Do you know how hard it was to keep my faith in you? Everyone, even Spenc, told me to going to sleep, hoping you would be back for us in the morning! And most of all, you were ashamed when you were back on our team! Hell, you're only here so you can battle Kinomiya!"
Tala got up quickly, grabbed Wolborg his launcher from the bedside table, and walked out of the room.
"Where are you going?" asked Spencer as Tala opened the door quickly. "Out." Tala slammed the door shut.