A/N: I do not own the Beyblade characters from any of the Beyblade series…ok here is the next chapter…..R&R

Can I Ever Forgive You?

Part 11

Bret stopped the bike out the front of the steps, which lead up to the front door. I slide of the bike silently, removing my helmet I gave him a warm smile.

"It's going to be ok, it'll get better."

I said softly.

"I hope so."

He smiled sadly back.

"I'll see you around then."

"Yeah."

I waved goodbye as his bike disappeared out the gate.

It seemed that I wasn't the only one living through hell. For once I actually felt normal, equal in someway with my feelings.

I quickly and quietly opened the front door and slipped in, today was ok, but tomorrow was going to be a whole different story.

I moaned and ran a hand through my still damp hair. Everyone at school tomorrow would probably have something to say.

I opened the door to the bedroom and walked in.

I walked silently down the semi empty corridor of the school, drumming my fingers on the wall and doors as I walked by.

Looking up from my feet I noticed a huge poster pasted on the notice board. I strode over and looked at it.

ROCK PUNK

What: A rock concert preformed by the raw talent of our town

Where: On the South Beach Reserve

When: 12pm – 12am on the 21ST of Saturday

So bring a date, bring ya friends and party all day and night with talent from our town, if you want to enter yourself/band please ring for information on:

0221893564

ENJOY IT'S FREE

Only have to pay for food and drinks

"Great another concert."

Rolling my eyes, I knew that my friends would force me to go.

I turned and began my long journey again towards the cupboard room.

I opened the glass-panelled door and slide in, instantly landing eyes on Ray, Mariah and Max. They all looked up at me, a look of disapproval running clear through Mariah's features.

"Great."

I hissed to myself walking straight for the assigned cupboard.

"Please explain what we saw yesterday."

Mariah's voice sliced through the awkward silence, I shoved the last book into my bag before slowly turning around.

Ray was leaning back casually, his eyes glued on me. Max looked like he was waiting for an answer. Mariah abruptly stood up, causing her stool to fall to the floor with a loud 'BANG'.

"Well!?!"

She hissed.

"Mariah calm down."

Ray soothed, grabbing her wrist.

"Shut it Ray, I have a right to know."

Ray closed his mouth and stared up at his girlfriend, who was seeing red.

"It's none of your business."

I growled out.

"It is."

Mariah's tone dropped and so did her eyes. She stared at the ground, seeming to muse over something.

"You seem so distant, we don't even recognise you any more, you have changed. You seem to get skinnier ever week and you're becoming paler.

I looked up at her. Maybe it was true. I hadn't been eating as much as I usually did, usually only dinner and that wasn't much. But for paler I didn't know why.

"I have to agree with that Kitten, I don't even know you any more. I didn't know about those people yesterday, I didn't know that you weren't in your Grandparents house any more, I found out when I tried to ring you."

Max said softly. His eyes had become a murky pale blue as emotions ran free.

"Well I'm sorry. I really didn't think about that, but you usually ring me on the mobile anyway. And for those guys yesterday, they are my friends and for me, I feel fine, maybe I'm just getting skinner cause I'm doing sport. Mariah my life isn't one for you to worry about, let me deal with it myself."

I lied a little, glaring slightly at them.

Mariah's flashing orbs rested on me again as she advanced forward.

"I know you're lying Kitten and I don't like it."

"It's nothing, why don't you just let it drop."

"I thought you told me everything, I thought we were friends."

"We are."

I said softly, wondering what she was poking at.

"You're hiding things, something's happening and I don't like it."

Mariah advanced closer, staring at me.

"Nothing's happening and I'm not hiding anything from you."

"What about those people, those so called friends, what about them."

"I don't have to tell you about them, they don't concern you."

"What about you fucking McGregor! Was that nothing!"

I could see Max's eyes widened in surprise. Mariah had probably been sitting on this awhile and it just came out now. Ray nearly fell off his chair as he dropped back forward and stared at me in surprise.

I started to see red, why would I have told that to her anyway, she would have blabbered it to the whole school that way. The looks from my friend's faces in the background just made the thin hold on my anger just snap.

"It's not like you haven't fucked him either Mariah, you said he was quite good."

I clamped my hands over my mouth, as what I said registered in my mind. Mariah stepped back in horror; she whipped around to look at Ray who looked far beyond angry.

"McGregor?"

He hissed, glaring at Mariah.

"It was nothing, it was before we were even going out."

Mariah spoke softly, inching towards her boyfriend.

"McGregor! You did it with that prick! What in the ninth grade, we started dating in the tenth end of the ninth."

"Yeah, well it was a wild party and we were quite drunk…Ray."

She whispered looking over at her boyfriend who was now on his feet and was angrily walking towards the door.

What had I done! I looked sadly at the ground as Ray twirled around, roughly pulled Mariah's hand off his arm.

"Don't you dare touch me!"

He snapped.

"RAY!"

She wailed, watching as he disappeared out the door.

"What have you done! I told you that that was nothing! Why!"

I looked up as tears started streaming down her face.

"Mariah…I…I'm"

"Oh save it bitch! I don't want you're apologies! I want my boyfriend."

Mariah sobbed. She turned sharply and ran out of the room, the door slamming behind her.

"Kitten, what's up with you? You have changed."

Max whispered, looking sadly up at me.

"Max… I haven't changed. Just life is…. Never mind."

"Kitten."

I felt a soft hand on my shoulder.

"When you are ready to come back to us, please do."

I closed my eyes as to hold back the tears so badly wanting to be set free. I heard the door open and then close with a soft click as Max left.

"Why is my life so bad!? Why do I stuff up?!? Why has everyone abandoned me???"

The tears silently rolled down my face as I left the room, shoving the many bodies that were now crowding the corridor out of my way.

I ran as fast as I could towards the stairs, where I began to climb, heading to a place were I knew I could find shelter and help.

I pushed the door that lead to the roof roughly open, my eyes darted around as I tried to find him.

"Robert."

I sobbed; looking at all the tables until the familiar body appeared at the end table, staring out over the school.

"Robert."

I whispered standing next to him.

His eyes shifted sideways, those warm red/brown eyes looking up at me from his sitting position.

"Kitten?"

He whispered in surprise.

"What's wrong."

"Oh Robert."

I cried, dropping myself into his arms, burying my head into his shoulder.

"I stuffed up big time, why does life hate me!?!"

The fabric of his school shirt muffled my voice as I continued to sob.

"No one hates you."

He soothed, pulling my legs up into his lap before wrapping his arms around my body and rocking slightly.

"Yes they do!"

I felt like a small child crying into her father's warm arms. But Robert did have that feel about him, being a surrogate father to any one that needed one.

"What makes you say that?"

I sniffed lightly as I roughly pulled his shirt material into my hands, clinging on not wanting to let go.

"I accidentally said something that made Ray really upset with Mariah and now they have split up…. And it's my entire fault.

"Well you didn't mean to upset them did you?

He said, continuing to rock back and forward, unfazed by the fact that I had two tight fists full of his shirt.

"No, but Max is upset with me, he thinks I'm excluding him, the school hates me cause I'm friends with a gang of MCH guys and…."

I so felt like pouring all my problems out on him, but that wouldn't be right, another soul would then be burdened and I couldn't do that to Robert.

"Hush…. Max is probably just up set because you are spending more time with the other guys instead of him. The school doesn't hate you; there are many people here who have friends at MCH. They are more just in shock that you so openly showed it."

"I wish I could believe that, but I don't truly think that is the case."

I managed to say in between the sobs, which consumed my body.

"Don't be so hard on yourself. I believe you have to fix yourself before you try to tackle your life."

I felt a finger under my chin as Robert pulled my face up so he could look at me. He wiped away my finished tears from my face and smiled warmly.

"Cause you don't look to well Kitten."

I sniffled and let go of shirt. I slid off his lap and stood up. Looking sadly down at him.

"I wish everything was that simple Robert, I truly do, I wish everything would go back to the way they were. With May here, with Mariah and Ray in each other's arms, with my parents still alive, with Bryan still my boyfriend, with my Grandparents out of my life, it was joyful back then, but not now."

I muttered, new tears threatening to spill.

"Oh Kate."

Robert sighed, a sad heavy sigh as he ran a hand through his mused hair.

"I wish things were like that again to, but things happen and sometimes the bad things end up to be good in the end."

"How can anything bad in the end be good."

I unmeaningly snapped.

"You think about it, think long and hard Kitten. Something's wouldn't have happened to you if things hadn't gone this way."

Robert stood up and cupped my face in his warm hands. He smiled lightly and took my hand, pressing a light kiss on my knuckles.

"Think about it."

Was all he said before turning around and walking away, back through the door and out of sight.

Thoughts were running a million miles an hour through my head, bad memories, horrific scenes, thoughts, words, images. I screamed in frustration and held my head.

I didn't want to remember!

I didn't want to look back and think what good had happened!

I was sent to my Grandparents who treated me like shit, May left, Bryan dumped me, Tala stubbed me in the back and now I was upsetting everyone close to me. What good was there!

New tears trickled down my already tear stained face as I pulled my mobile out of my pocket. My tears fell and wet the number pad as I found the number I wanted, pressing the button I held the phone up to my ear.

It rang and I mentally wished the person would pick up, the sound of the cell being accepted answered my prayers.

"Hello."

"Bret."

I croaked, sobs racking my body again.

"Kitten? Is that you? Are you all right? What's wrong?"

"I'm…I'm fine…coul…could…you…ple..please pick me up?"

I cried, as I walked over to the door I had just came through. Walking down the stairs to the now deserted corridor.

"Yeah, I'll come straight away, are you at school?"

"Yeah I am."

I could here Ozuma in the background and Lee asking what was going on.

"I'll come straight away ok."

"Thanks."

I sobbed again as I pulled my bag on and headed for the front door. I heard his cell phone cut out, I closed my phone and placed it back in my pocket.

I sprinted to the front doors as to avoid the wave of students as they went to their next class. I didn't want to see any body now.

I stood on the front steps, looking around just in case one of the teachers showed.

Fiddling with my shirt as the old tears dropped and created small wet patches. I wanted to escape again. I need to.

I looked up trying to see if Bret was there yet, but I saw nothing.

Shaking my head I slowly sat down on the cold, grey stone, step, pulling my knees to my chest I wrapped my arms around my knees.

Footsteps behind me caused my head to whip around. I stared up at the person before quickly returning to my original position.

"I have no time for this."

I growled, staring ahead at the driveway hoping Bret would show any second.

"Kitten, you can't stay angry at me forever, especially when I haven't done anything."

Tala said as he sat un-wanted-ly beside me.

"Oh just get lost."

I said turning my head away.

"There is something I want to tell you, it's about…"

"Save it!"

I snapped, cutting him off.

Listening to him just brought back painful memories that I didn't want.

"But it is about…"

"Save it!"

I snapped again, standing abruptly up as I saw Bret pull into the driveway, quickly driving up to me on his bike.

"I don't want to hear from you."

I growled, walking quickly over to Bret.

"You ok?"

He asked, handing me a helmet, which looked much like Lee's.

"I'll feel much better as soon as we get out of here."

I quickly pulled the helmet on and slid onto the back of the bike.

Bret just nodded in approval and reeved the engine, taking quickly off.

"Take me home please."

I said, wrapping my arms tightly around Bret.

"Ok."

I glanced back at Tala as he watched me leave.

"You ok?"

"I dunno."

I stared forward, watching as the many houses passed by.

Silence, Emptiness and Confusion

By Bek

Silence builds an awful wreckage of a girl

It feeds on the loneliness and creates a void

Gray shadows haunt in torment and torture

A teenager is stricken and destroyed

There is no sound of laughter or happiness here

The little one has thrown in the towel today

Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul

It is futile to hope and dream and pray

Emptiness builds a home in this woman

In this girl, this child where hollows have bred

A deepening sea of nowhere-ness consumes

And eats away at every connecting thread

Confusion feeds like a savage inside her

Leaving nothing considered worthy remains

Alone, exiled, different and distained

A/N:

Well what do you think??? Do you like?? It's getting a little bit more interesting…. I wonder what Tala was trying to tell her???… Well I know and you have to wait til the next chapter XD….well thank you all to those who reviewed and please review again XP

Until nex tim

Red