Another Heartache On My List?
Chapter 2
A/N: Thanks for the reviews! I'm thankful people did like this story since it would not leave my mind. I have to apologize now for any big mistakes you might find here. I'm literally blind, so that made it difficult to type up 22 fan fictions. Just so you know, I can only update once a month. Special thanks to my beta Brokenshardsofmyheart99!
Disclaimer: See first chapter.
Opening his eyes, he noticed the airport near by. After realizing that his ride was going to land soon, he buckled up and stretched a little in order to get some feeling back in his legs. As his foot moved away from him, he took notice of the broken mug. All the coffee had dried up on the carpeted floor already. Seeing the stain somehow gave him the urge to lean down and try to clean it up. A light above his head caught his attention, giving him an excuse to look away from the floor. The announcement to buckle up was made as well. Now all that was left was to get off, get through the throng of people inside the airport, and get into a car to go home.
As always, he found himself inside his car, never paying special attention to the steps he took inside the airport. With a sigh, he started his car and began to go back home. "I'm back," he whispered. Overall, when it came down to it, he never liked going back home. Nothing and no one was waiting for him back there. It was just an empty dwelling with phantoms that he struggled with. Stopping at a traffic light, he sighed. Part of him wanted to laugh at himself for sighing too much as of late. The light changed and he began to drive again. This time, however, he changed direction.
His mobile rang. Keeping his eyes on the road, he reached it, and held it up to look at the name. Rather than answering, he hung up on the person and turned off his mobile as well. If they needed him that much, they could come look for him, he decided. Realizing that there were no other cars around him, he picked up speed. It was not as if he was in any rush, but it eased him. He swerved the car and went in through the gates of his destination. Driving in that place always made him tense but serene.
When he at last stopped, he got out of his car as quick as possible and walked. Kai came to a halt, in front of he grave of the one person he had ever felt close to. Sitting down, he touched the headstone. It always felt strange and impractical to talk to a deceased person, in his opinion, but he found himself doing it more and more every time he came. "Tala… I'm back again," he uttered, relaxing himself. A gust of wind swayed his hair, almost tickling him. It was things like that that made him wonder if his friend was listening to him, but he chose to never know. Why ask if it comfort you, he told himself many times.
"The urge is growing… I wonder, why now?" An ethereal presence soothed him. Every time he felt that his eyes began to fill with tears. He never shed them, but he knew that one day they might overflow, like almost every river does. "Did you feel like this too?" he muttered, grasping the earth with his hand. "I should go now," he said. Standing up, he could've sworn that he had felt someone right behind him. Yet, when he turned around, he saw no one.
As he walked back to his car, he took notice of someone already inside his car. The sight of someone there made him freeze. Unlike him, it seemed the person took that chance to turn on the car and steal it from him right then and there. Watching his car being stolen was odd, so odd that he almost forgot that that he had no other way back home. Scowling, he kicked the dirt beneath his feet and cursed.
After running his hand through his hair for a fourth time, he decided to find a person there, someone who might help him. For the first time, he had to find someone. During other days, there were reporters, paparazzi, fans, and other peculiar people around him. Though when he thought about it, perhaps it had been a nice thing that it had happened where no one would ever find out. He kept looking around for any other person that might be there, including the keeper.
"Excuse me," he asked a woman. Though she was strange looking, well for him, she had been the single person that he had run into all day. The sun was now setting, and he wasn't too fond of having to spend the night there. The woman turned her head and blinked at him. "My car was stolen and I need…" he stopped mid-sentence when he heard her laugh.
She even doubled over. "Sorry," he shouted, still laughing. "It's not funny, but… The same thing happened to me!" Kai could've have slapped himself for that. The young woman straightened up. "I'm waiting for a ride right now. My friend agreed to give me a lift, and I'm sure he wouldn't mind giving you one too," she explained. He nodded. By far, that was the best offer he had ever heard.
"When will he get here?" he asked her.
She shrugged. "Hour or so. My name's Mariah," she answered.
He nodded. "Kai."
At that point the had expected her to start going fanatic on him, but she didn't. She gave him a smile and a look before turning her attention back on the gates. It seemed that she had had the same idea as him, since they began walking to the entrance together. At least his day hadn't been as awful as he had anticipated.
A/N: Thanks for reading! TBC?
