CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
In the middle of watching a South Park episode on his laptop, Kai heard the main door open and close, the footsteps reaching the Ivanov's bedroom indicating Dylan had come home from Mathilda's. There was a small conversation between the siblings in the room before the phoenix could hear the both of them heading downstairs, perhaps to the kitchen.
In a matter of seconds, he could hear Tala's car start up and leave the driveway. With peace restored, Kai turned his attention back to South Park. The show elapsed a few more minutes before his door practically exploded open, "I have to use your phone," Dylan demanded at once.
Only to have her plea denied. "No,"
"It's important," She stepped closer to his mattress, her body language a frantic one.
"No. Get out,"
"It's an emergency,"
"We have policemen in Russia for that,"
"I have to call a friend,"
"What friend?" He didn't bother taking his eyes off the screen.
"Mallory. It's urgent,"
There was no need for her to explain any further; Kai had been there himself when Tala called this so called Mallory. He'd even seen the redhead logging into his sister's Facebook, deleting whatever he needed to off her account before changing her password. Nonetheless, he kept all of this to himself. It was childish and he wanted no part in it. He simply pushed his phone towards her and continued watching his show.
At least he pretended to.
Lowering the volume, he watched the blonde subtly. She'd dialled a number that seemed to be memorized by heart and waited for the call to connect, "Mallory? No, I'm calling from another phone," There was a short silence, "I can't get into my Facebook and Tala's saying you gave him my password," Her turquoise eyes scanned the ground inattentively while she spoke and her fingers made imaginary circles on his bed sheet, "Did you give it to him?" From the look on her face, the answer had to have been a yes from Mallory, "You did? Why..." There was a long pause, "What guy? There's no guy," And then, realization, "Oh my God, he tricked you. I can't believe he said that. What an asshole," She rolled her eyes, "Yeah I know you'd never just randomly give it, he was all 'oh she just gave me your password, blah, blah, blah'. No, I can't get in. He changed my password. He went into my MSN and changed that too," Another pause, "And you know what? He keeps lying about how you guys hooked up and all when he was in California two years ago," From the other end of the phone, Kai could hear a loud and high pitched 'ewwwww!', "I know. I know. Like honestly, he's so fucking gay,"
Oh, the dramatic life of a girl, something no man could keep up with, not even the intelligent Kai. Of course, he understood the gist of all the commotion, but not everything in its entirety. And he wasn't even going to try.
"I believe you," Her fingers slipped to the BFF locket around her neck, "I know you'd never do that to me. He's a dick. He probably doesn't even have one. Alright. Yeah. K, love you too. Bye babe." Her shoulders slumped as she hung up, moving the phone back to Kai. He waited for her to make some sort of sexual move like she always did. But today, there was none. Instead, she got up in preparation to leave.
"Was the emergency resolved?" He enquired, making her walk back to the bed and take a seat all over again.
"No," Came a slightly whiny response, "Tala changed my Facebook and MSN password. And I know he won't give it back,"
"Was there confidential material in those accounts?"
"Kind of," She confessed, "I have stuff in my inbox I don't want him going through. Do you know what he changed the password to?"
"No," He said. And it was the truth. He hadn't paid much attention when all this was taking place. Nonetheless, Dylan seemed genuinely upset and he'd never experienced this side of her. Now, she wasn't upset in the sense where she was going to cry or anything of that sort, she was just a little down, to a level of insignificance if he measured. Still, it was new to him.
"Do you know Tala's Facebook password?"
"No," And then, "Even if I did, you'd never get it out of me,"
She nodded as if to understand. Then, leaning over on her hands and knees, she shifted closer to him to which he quickly strained his neck the opposite way, glaring at her with the corner of his eyes, brows gathered in annoyance. She didn't seem to take the hint – or even if she did, she just didn't care – as she travelled the extra centimetre or two, "Thanks for letting me use your phone," Following the verbal appreciation came the physical appreciation as she kissed the side of his face before laughing in victory and hastily exiting his room.
x x x
The redheaded Blitzkrieg Boy exhaled out loudly as he parked his car in the hotel's underground parking lot. Between drunk driving and driving while hung over, the latter was worse. Nonetheless, he remained in his car even after taking the key out. He sat there trying to conjure up what the hell to say to Julia: 'I'm sorry' was all he could come up with. He frowned; other than an apology, what else was he supposed to say anyway? 'I am so unbelievably sorry that girl had a nice ass. I just had to spank it'.
That wouldn't work. That would just get him slapped, even if it was the truth. After all, Estelle was kind of his type of girl: extremely good looking, proportionate, bangin' bod, nice hair, nice lips, nice eyes, and he had a thing for women from exotic places.
It was almost as if Estelle was tailored to meet his checklist of wants...
Tala finally withdrew from his car and took the elevator to the 17th floor where F-Dynasty was staying. He hadn't returned Julia's calls or BBM-ed her back figuring it would be best to just show up and solve this dilemma in person. But once on said floor, he found himself stalling for time by walking very slowly to get to her door and once at her door, he stood there stupidly. Realizing this was something that had to be done and something he had to get over with, he grew the balls to at last knock on 1709.
"Is there something we can help you with?"
"What she said,"
The infamous attack of the friends.
Tala fought off a scowl as he eyed Salima and Hilary at the door, both of them with their arms folded over their chest as if to put on an intimidating front. "Is Julia here?" He tried to look past the two, "I came here to talk to her,"
"What about?" The red haired Psykick enquired.
"I'm sure you know what this is about," They didn't have to play dumb; he knew they knew, "I have to talk to her, it's important. I came here all the way from -"
Salima raised a brow, "Did you walk here?"
"No, I drove,"
"Exactly," Hilary took over, "So don't tell us you came here 'all the way from' wherever. You have a car. It probably took you five minutes to get here, possibly less,"
"What does that have to do with anything?" Tala rolled his eyes in irritation, "Look, I need to talk to Julia so stop wasting my time,"
"Alright, hold on," Hilary glanced over her shoulder into the hotel room, "Julia!" She called, "Tala's here! Do you wanna talk to him?"
"No!" Came the angry screech from indoors, "Tell him to get lost!"
"Well there's your answer," Salima clarified, "Maybe you can come by another time. Like never,"
"I need to see her now!" There was no way he was going to let two little bitches slap him around like this. He felt nauseous, he was tired, and he really should have stayed home lying down in bed fighting off the hangover, but here he was trying to make right with the Latina and he couldn't even talk to her? "Julia and I are old and mature enough to solve our issues on our own, alright? I don't need you speaking for her, I can talk to her myself," He paused, "Or you know what? Is Mariah there? Let me talk to her, she'll understand," As if to have heard him, the White Tiger poked her head out from behind the two girls, "Get over here," The Blitzkrieg Boy demanded, "I have to talk to you,"
Mariah sighed, nodding over at Salima and Hilary to let them know it was okay. She pushed passed the girls and stepped out, closing the door behind her. She didn't appear as ticked off as the other two, but he could tell she was disappointed, "Yeah?" She asked.
"They won't let me talk to Julia,"
"Uh, obviously not," Mariah began walking down the corridor, "You messed up. Julia's pissed,"
"That's why I need to speak to her," He decided against bringing up Dylan into this; he'd just sound like a sissy and come off as not wanting to take the blame.
"I asked you if you were serious about Julia and you said yes,"
"No," He was quick to object, "I never said that. I said she was a cool girl, that's all I said,"
"So you're not serious about her?" Mariah was displeased; after all, it was her friend that was the topic of conversation here.
And Tala was equally displeased. "That's not a valid question because Julia and I aren't even official. We've only gone out a few times. All you need to know is that she's not a piece of ass to me,"
"See, it's ironic you say that and then we see pictures of you on Facebook. And you also have to see it from Julia's point of view. Almost everyone in the BBA kinda knows you two are seeing each other and it's embarrassing for her because now she looks stupid,"
"That's pretty selfish, to ask me to see it from Julia's point of view if no one's gonna see it from my point of vi -"
"You don't have a point of view here. You did something dumb and you need to admit that it was wrong and then apologize to Julia,"
"Isn't that why I'm here?"
"Yeah," Mariah nodded, "I guess. But it doesn't help that you have a reputation,"
The redhead snorted, "A reputation,"
"I'm not trying to be rude, Tala, so please don't take it that way,"
"I don't have a reputation,"
"You do," She insisted, "And it's not like it's a secret. Everyone knows about it. That's what's working against you right now,"
"Fine," He crossed his arms challengingly, "What 'reputation'," He used air quotes, "do I have?"
Mariah rolled her eyes, "You know what I'm talking about,"
"Alright, I'm asking you, so tell me,"
"You're not serious about girls. You kinda just sleep around with them and that's it,"
"So you and I 'kinda just slept around' and that was it,"
The Thai girl raised both her brows in surprise, "There's no need to drag me into this. You asked me what people think of you and I'm telling you. I'm trying to help you,"
"Yeah and I'm trying to clarify. Me and you, we were just fucking no strings attached, right?"
"Okay," The pinkette stood her ground, "You're being a bitch right now, Tala,"
"And you're being a liar. You know me better than any of them in there," He referred to all the girls in Julia's room, "If anyone should have a reputation here, it should be you: you like taking guys' pants off and riding them. I liked you legitimately but unlike you when my sibling does something shitty I take care of the problem. I don't back away from it like a fucking coward like you did,"
Mariah was appalled at the words coming out of his mouth. And he wasn't done.
"Lee is an asshole," He began walking towards the elevator, "He needs to get laid. What is he? 20? 21? Fuck,"
"Shut up about my brother!"
"Shut up about my nonexistent reputation,"
"You're the asshole!"
"You're a bitch."
x x x
In the middle of flipping channels, Kai heard the main door open and slam close. He turned his head to catch a glimpse of what appeared to be a pissed off Tala, the redhead heading upstairs to his room without any kind of acknowledgment. Turning his attention back to the TV, Kai could only assume the patch up with Julia hadn't gone as his captain had planned. He was interrupted a second time, this time by the ring of his cell phone. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes but answered the call anyway, "What do you want, Granger?"
"We're heading out for drinks, Iceman, you in?"
"Who else is coming?"
"Just us," Just us coming from any of the ex-Blade Breakers meant just them: Kai, Tyson, Ray, Max, and Kenny.
"Hn," The phoenix looked at the time, the clock hitting a couple of minutes after 9 PM, "Where?"
"You know this place better than any of us so you pick. Anyways, we're calling a cab; pick you up in 20?"
"I'm taking the car,"
"You sure, man?"
"Unlike you idiots, I don't plan on wasting myself,"
Tyson laughed from the other end, "Whatever you say! So pick us up too then?"
"Suck my dick," With that, Kai ended the call. Getting to his feet, he grabbed his jacket and keys and made his way over to the Beamer. As he put on his belt, the keys slipped out of his hand, falling to the bottom somewhere near the pedals. Growling, he bent over and felt around the floor mat, his finger tips coming into contact with the keys.
Or not.
The duo haired blader furrowed his brows as he came face to face with an earring. Golden in colour and material, the two legendary C's – one of them backwards – overlapping each other. Chanel. From the condition it was in, there was no doubt it had been down there for a while and he'd probably even stepped on it a few times, explaining its slightly crooked shape.
He stared at the piece of jewellery in his palm and the stray blonde hair entangled in it didn't need to be there to tell him who it belonged to. He recalled the earring from a couple of weeks ago; it was the day he had finally fixed his car, the day Tala's drink was spiked preventing him from taking Julia out for dinner, the day Dylan lost this specific earring.
She'd never taken his car out and she'd never driven it, that much he knew. The Chanel earring was suggesting something else.
Like maybe Kai was never really the one to have fixed his car in the first place.
HOLY SHIT! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS! I got so many! I really cannot express enough appreciation!
REFERENCE. Skim through chapter 14 if you need to remind yourself about Dylan's earring.
AND GUESS WHAT HAPPENED! On Friday at work I randomly fainted. One second I'm helping a customer with his cell phone, the next I'm on the ground with blood trickling down my brow bone – I hit my head on the counter/table on my way down – and the customer picking me up :| I had to get stitches! Before any of you ask, yes I'd eaten, I'm not pregnant (I'm on my period!), I don't have epilepsy. Nothing was wrong, the doctors said sometimes people faint for no reason. Anyways, I'm fine now! Getting the stitches removed tomorrow or Saturday – I hope it doesn't leave a mark!
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TeenageDream92 – I'm waiting for your 3rd chapter of that fic, hun! Hurry up! And thanks so much for the reviews! And Waterloo? Do you go to University of Waterloo of Laurier? I was actually gonna go to Waterloo, accepted their offer then rejected it last minute and headed to UOIT (Oshawa). Probably worst decision of my life lol. And my characters – including the originals like Kai and Tyson – are all loosely based off real life people that I know, I guess that's why they come off realistic. Tala in this story, for example, is nearly an exact duplicate of my own brother in real life. Btw, your little Tyson/Hilary/Kai theory...all I'm gonna say is you might be onto something :P And I hear you on the Muslim friends thing. I think it really depends from person to person: some are way too closed minded, some pretend to be all innocent and crap but go whoring around (girls) or mackin' on every girl (guys), then there are some whose parents try to force it on them and after a certain age they go crazy (I know a girl who used to cover her hair and everything and now every weekend she goes clubbing, she's got two tats, her titties hang out, you know, the whole 9 yards), and then there are people like me (I hope to be normal lol). Like I said, there are a ton of us out there, we're just overshadowed by the idiots.
Inside the Box – I WHIP MA HAIR BACK AND FORTH! I love that song lmao and man! I love your reviews! LOL! And about Mallory...be careful what you wish for :P And the ending wasn't entirely intentional. I actually refer to my friends by letters but only on MSN and texting and stuff like that. Too lazy to type up their entire name haha! About the music, the Cee Lo Green Chase and Status thing was a bit too slow for me but Blind Faith was pretty good! Have you heard of Pendulum? They're drum and base. I lean more towards progressive trance (my friend got me hooked lol).
Just a girl – Tell me about your boy probs!
AriOnE – The French is going okay! I'm originally from Montreal, Quebec (French-speaking place in Canada) but moved out of there when I was 5. I can't speak Dutch! I speak English, Bengali, I can understand some Hindi, and now I'm learning French.
Tany – Is it Tany or Tanzy? And the wolf from the beyblade was Wolborg. There may be more on that later :P
