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Chapter 11 - Pity and Pretty

He stared at her in complete shock. Then he closed his eyes again and lay back down on the grass. Only Kai could go from complete shock to calmness.

Hilary got up and struggled to grab all her bags,

"Well….I'll see you at scho-"

"Where are you staying?"

"Ummm, a friends…does it matter to you!" she replied.

"Don't lie, Hilary, where are you staying!" Kai started to get more serious.

She was going through a stressful time and Kai yelling at her wasn't helping, her eyes started to water.

"A motel! Happy! I have money saved up to last me a week! Would you like to know the location of the motel too!" she said with sarcasm dripping from her voice.

She turned her back to him so he couldn't see her cry, even though it was made obvious by her sniffles.

"I don't want to be in that house, and that's it. Goodbye." she whispered and starting to walk away,

He stood up, and grabbed her wrist and spun her around so they were looking square into each others eyes. Hers sad, emotional and teary, His worried, cold and angry.

"You may have had a fight with your mother or father but that's no excuse to take advantage of your home and run away when you feel like it and maybe go home when you're out of money! Remember some people don't even have a home or a family to go home to; some people come home to nobody every day. Do you know what that feels like! Do you!"

He was probably talking about himself. He knew the feeling of coming home to no one; he's been going through that his whole life.

SLAP

She slapped him. How dare he pretend to know what she was going through!

He stared at her in complete shock for the second time that night.

"How do you even know what's been going on in my house, with my family! You have no clue what I've been through! Yes, my mother and I did have a fight! And you know what she told me after slapping me three times! She told me to get out! So I did! Where was my father during all this! Hell I don't know, he left us 3 years ago! Now you didn't know any of that before so how could you even think of fucking judging me!" Hilary choked out. Her eyes were burning red from the tears streaming down her pale cheeks, staining them with her sadness.

"…" He couldn't speak, she was right; he didn't know she was going through all of that.

"…listen I know you had a hard life Kai, and for you to see someone like me give up my 'family' because of some stupid fight may upset you, but I'm not as strong as you…I just can't stay in that house any longer." She finished quietly, and then started to walk away like before.

"I'm sorry, I assumed…" Kai said simply.

There was a moment of silence.

"… instead of that motel, you can stay at my place for a while."

She turned to look at him,

"Ha, I know what your doing Kai. You pity me. Just like with the dance, you only asked cause you god damn pity me. I don't need it."

"I don't pity anyone, I gave you my offer, you know where I live if you want to accept."

And with that he walked away.

And left her there.

"AHHHHHHH" she screamed out of frustration, falling on her knees, she began to cry all over again.

Drip, drip, drip.

It was starting to rain, a soft rain.

She lay there in the grass weeping to herself. She was just a confused teenager, who didn't want to go home.

Someone so kind asked if she would like to stay with him, but instead she yelled at him.

"…he only wanted to help…" she whispered to the ground.

The rain started to come down harder. The tears from the sky mixed with the tears striking down her cold cheeks.

"…I need help…I need him." she said starting to sit up.

She grabbed the wet moon project and put it into one of her three bags. Picked them all up and staring walking,

30 minutes later she arrived at his building. She looked up to the fifth floor and debated to go up or not. Standing in what was now pouring rain with three slightly heavy bags.

Her stubborn side told her no, don't go up, you can't accept his pity.

But her heart told her different.

"Screw it." she said as she opened the door and walked to the elevator.

Knock Knock Knock.

Kai opened his door and saw her. Standing with her head down in shame, droplets of water dripping from her; completely soaked.

She dropped her bags to the floor and flew into his chest wrapping her arms so tight around him as if he was her last life line.

Slowly his arms made their way around her tiny frame and gave her a tight squeeze.

"God, you're such a great friend." She whispered into his chest.

He went completely wide-eyed. His body froze. No one had ever, in the history of his life, called him a 'great friend'.

He came back to reality when she shifted out of his arms and picked up her bags.

"Put them in my room, and you should change, you can use the clothes you used before. You know where they are right?"

"Yah…thank you so much." She said.

"I'll make some tea." And he left for the kitchen.

Kai's room.

She again enter the familiar room, she dropped her bags and gave a chuckle remembering the time they had been caught ballroom dancing together.

She placed her bags in an empty corner. Got the clothing she used of Kais last time, slipping out of her wet clothing she then slipped on his warm ones.

About to walk out to the kitchen something caught her eye lying on his bed.

It was a sketch book, with a couple of shading pencils lying on top of it, opened to a sketch of a beautiful young girl.

It was simply incredible, the amount of detail and beauty that was put into the picture. She had defiantly figured out what he had chosen as an art course.

But who was this girl, she asked herself.

She was too self-conscious and couldn't notice that the beautiful young girl he had drawn was none other then herself.

There was even a capital 'H.T' printed at the bottom left hand corner.

Still she did not notice the resemblance.

She glanced at the gorgeous drawing one more time then retreated to the kitchen.

Kitchen

He stood there pouring tea into two cups.

"One sugar right?" he confirmed before he poured it in.

"Right, you remembered...yours was black right?" She said.

"You remembered too." he said back.

"Kai I just want to thank you ag-"

"It's no trouble." He than sat at his small circle table at the far side of the kitchen.

She joined him.

"Hey I figured out the mystery." She said out of no where.

"Hn?" He raised an eye brow at her.

"Your art course mystery, I saw the drawing. It's absolutely amazing! Who's that girl, she's beautiful…" Hilary said remembering the picture.

'She saw the picture I drew of her…but she doesn't realize it's her.' he thought.

He looked up and gave her a soft smile,

"…yah she is beautiful."

A/N: and DONE. Finished yet another chapter. Not my best; I'm sorry. Please still review and constructive criticism works too.

Anyways a little was reviled in this chapter, about Hilary's past and stuff. But remember I'm expanding her character so her home life is the way I chose it to be. Not the way it is in the show.

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