Hiya, another Tala x Kai story is here. I hope everyone enjoys it. Oh and I don't own beyblade.
Tala sat, crossed legged in the middle of his double bed and stared out of his second floor window. It was snowing, again. He always did like the snow. He began to contemplate going out in it, maybe to have a walk but it felt like his mind was severed from his body. He couldn't will himself to move. He felt disconnected.
A quiet sigh filled the chilly room but Tala didn't mind the cold, it has we who had opened the frost-laced window to begin with. He gazed longingly outside, his icy blue eyes sparkling, watching the delicate snow crystals intertwine, just out of his reach, just like everything in his life at the moment and he once again wished to be anywhere but here, in this room, in this house.
He felt the sudden urge to get out, to flee but he knew there was no point in that, after all, he was free. He had his own room, he lived in a house provided by the BBA with his teammates and Kai's mansion was within walking distance but that didn't prevent him from feeling restricted. His therapist had told him that these emotions were to be expected from somebody who had been through what he had at the Abbey, what his team had been through but Tala seemed to be the only one effected. All of the other guys, hell even Bryan seemed content with their lives but Tala felt out of place and worst of all, he didn't know why.
At the moment, all he wanted was to be alone, to lie on his bed and to do nothing, he wanted time to sort through his emotions, a chance to make things right and he was so tired. So very tired.
His therapist had suggested that maybe he was lonely. Tala had replied that how could he possibly be lonely when he shared a room with three other people, three people who were constantly surrounding him. If anything Tala felt like he was being smothered. Not just physically, mentally too.
He was constantly under pressure to be the best team captain that he could be, at making sure his team were happy, that they were doing all of their training properly and that they were being challenged enough to reach their full potential. Tala found himself daily wishing that he had never been appointed leader. He found the whole concept ludicrous as it were.
Why was he chosen?
What qualities did he possibly have to offer?
Spencer was the oldest, the most mature, the most intelligent and Bryan was the strongest and most intimidating, not to mention older than himself. Why couldn't one of them have been captain?
Tala always speculated how on earth Bryan, Spencer and Ian had accepted him to lead them but they did. They even came to him with their problems, even Spencer who was three years his senior but who could he go to with his problems? Certainly not his team and defiantly not Kai.
Sometimes he wanted to shout that he was hurting, that he needed help so desperately but everytime he tried to say anything it was as if he were being gagged, he would open his mouth but no words would come out.
Emotions bombarded him that were so strong they left him feeling shaken, like a flame wavering in the wind and like that flame, he was afraid that soon he would be the one to go out.
Tala closed his eyes and shook his head in frustration. Fiery red hair hovered around his face, brushing against his skin. He lifted a pale hand and swiped the offending locks away. He hadn't bothered styling his hair this morning, it just felt like too much effort.
What was the point anyway? He was just going to wash out the hair gel the next morning, which is why today he let his hair stay naturally, hanging around him like a veil, softly tickling his neck. Tala guessed that he probably looked stupid, after all he was giving the guys even more leverage at pointing out how feminine he looked but he was sick of keeping up appearances. He wanted to be himself, besides Tala thought with a small grin. If they did decide to call him girly, to his face atleast, then they would be facing one hell of a training programme, snow or no snow.
He supposed that he ought to be getting up. It was almost noon and he still hadn't made an appearance. Over the last couple of weeks he had noticed Bryan and Spencer keeping a closer eye on him, more so than usual, he didn't want them to start worrying about him, and he sure didn't need to be babied.
Oh well, Tala thought, it's just another day. He leaned across the bed to his nightstand and opened one of the bedside draws. Curling one hand round a small, brown, bottle, he used the other to pick up his glass of water. He hadn't realised before just how thirsty he was, after taking a big gulp he then balanced the glass precariously on his red bed spread. Making sure not to upset the waters balance, the red head carefully removed the lid from the bottle and skimmed through the instructions printed on the side.
Blah, blah……. One in the morning, one in the evening……..Take pills before a meal………….Do NOT exceed 2 a day.
Holding the bottle he shook the pills into his out stretched hand. Counting out four of the little blue and white capsules he quickly popped them into his mouth and Swallowed them with his water.
Maybe by increasing his dosage the medicine might begin to work faster.
A little voice in the back of his mind scolded him for being so stupid. You were only supposed to take one. Tala dismissed this with a shrug.
The doctor Mr Dickinson had made them all see had diagnosed him with depression, hence the antidepressant pills he had just taken. Nobody else knew, excluding himself and the doctor but Tala had a fleeting suspicion that Dickson had been notified.
After putting the pills back into his draw, Tala forced himself of the bed, walking to the window; he took one last glance outside, idly noticing that Kai's car was parked in the driveway before closing it, the glass making a loud bang as it shut.
Tala then grabbed his white and red jacket off the floor where he had unceremoniously dumped it the night before and pulled it on over his long sleeved black t-shirt. Glancing at his passing appearance on the lifesized mirror propped against one of the walls he swiftly exited the room, ready to start another day.
Tanks for reading, please review. The next chapter will be coming soon.
