A sweet
warm whisper in darkness ch12
Before the flight...
"So?" Asked Kevin.
"I called Ray...we are leaving tomorow for the white tiger's village..." Answered Tyson smiling.
"Are you serious?...Wow that's so great...we didn't see him for so long" Said Hilary happily.
"I know...I can't wait much longer...We have so much to tell each other" Tyson couldn't retain his happiness.
"Well I'm very pleased for you Tyson but did you tell him the real reason of our visit?" Replied Kevin impatiently.
"...Hum...well...yeah sort of" He answered very coldly.
"Sort of? And what d'you mean by that?" Interrogated Kevin with the same tone.
"Well...some facts...but anyway it's okay with him"
"Tyson are you nuts? When he will know that there's a street gang after us, he won't be that generous and even for you" Shooted Kevin.
"You would like that don't you?...so you could make sure that you and your filthy gang would kill us at once" Replied Tyson.
"Tyson! How can you say something like that? He's on your side...our side!" Blamed Hilary.
"That's what you say...or what you THINK I should say" Replied Tyson."Personnaly I can barely imagine a jerk like him fighting along with me"
"How dare you insult him like that? If he wouldn't have been there I would still be attached and beated up" Said Hilary reproachfully.
Kevin stood up.
"It's okay Hilary I shall defend myself alone" He said quietly.
"Well it won't make any difference to me...it's funny how I still remember the grin on your face when you were hitting me, and now you claim you're a total different person only a couple of hours later" Tyson folded his arms."Yeah right!"
"I'm not asking you to trust me now, that can wait later. There's more important matters we need to discuss now like the fact that your guy, Ray, won't be so pleased to help you because he would put his own life in danger" Said Kevin
"Do you just know who is Ray?" Asked Tyson.
"Yeah...he has been your partner for two or three years"
"He's much more than that...he knows I would do anything to help him and I know he would do the same for me"
"I don't doubt his fidelity but did he ever deal with a street gang?"
"Not quite...but close...Ray had never been such a good boy during his life; he escaped from his own house, met a lot of police officers and had been in so many fights...but he's a good guy...my partner and my friend"
Kevin didn't seem to trust Tyson's judgement and wasn't very pleased in asking for help, so Tyson added:
"Anyway I don't give a shit if you agree or not with my proposition. That's what we will do and if you're not happy with it you can come back with Chris's gang at anytime, if you really left it of course"
On thoses words, Tyson walked away of the living room letting Hilary, uncomfortable about the situation, and Kevin glaring angrily at Tyson untill he was out of view. Hilary opened her mouth to say something to Kevin but only to close it again. Anyway she didn't know what to say. At first she wanted to tell him that Tyson would finally trust him or that he was only frustrated with the situation but she didn't know if it was true. In fact she knew Tyson good enough to see that he would never trust a guy like Kevin and that he would always be mean to him. She could understand why though, because Kevin was still the one who fought with him a couple of hours earlier, and later was ringing at his front door saying he had changed. Kevin sat back on the chesterfield looking rather depressed than angry.
'It must have been hard to you Tyson...and it's my entire fault again' she thought to herself.
She looked at Kevin who was still staring at the spot were Tyson was standind a minute ago. She didn't know if he was more frustrated or sad but in both ways she felt guilty. She opened her mouth again trying to say that Tyson would come back to apologize or anything that crossed her mind but still, she didn't know how to say it, so she closed her mouth again.
'Yeah right...If one day I get the chance to see Tyson apology to someone...' She thought again.
She sight loudly as she pulled her hair away from her face. This time she opened her mouth but to say something.
"I'll talk...to him...don't...don't worry..." That was all she could say.
Kevin nodded as she stood up putting a hand on her ribs were the pain was still growing and as she got out of the room. She walked slowly asking herself if she would be able to put the right words to make Tyson change his mind about Kevin, or at least, convince him to be polite.
Meanwhile, Tyson was sitting on his bed, his forehead against his palms, thinking about the discussion he had earlier with Ray.
"...Yes well I called you because I need your help" Said Tyson.
"Anytime...what's up?" Answered Ray.
"I'm kinda...in...Trouble...well...big trouble"
"What kind of trouble?" Ray's voice had a worried tone.
"With someone but...in fact...It's more for Hilary"
"Hilary? You have problems with Hilary?"
"No it's Hilary who got problems and I wanted to help her so I'm...trapted"
"...What kind of trouble?" He repeated.
"Let's say that...her life's...in danger...and mine also"
"Tyson?" Said Hilary putting her hand on Tyson's shoulder pulling him out of his thoughts. He lifted his head rapidly toward her.
"You scared me! You shouldn't sneak behind people like that!" Said Tyson angrily.
"Oooooh...I'm-so-sorry!" She almost yelled sarcastically.
"Hey! If you're here just to yell after me, you can come back from where you came, your little friend will be delighted I'm sure"
"Stop that you're ridiculus"
"OH YEAH!" Tyson got up ,his temper rising alarmly and pushed himself in front of her.
"Calm down!"
"HOW COULD I CALM DOWN WITH A FUCKING MURDERER INSIDE MY HOUSE AND WITH YOU YELLING AT ME ALL THE TIME?"
"HEY YOU SHUT IT UP NOW OTHERWISE I'LL DO IT FOR YOU...sit down we have to talk" She ordered.
Tyson, who's anger was still rising, looked at her for a while before he finally sat down without saying anything and waiting for Hilary to start the conversation. She stood up in front of him, her hands on her hips just like a mother does when she's teaching to her children. Tyson wasn't very pleased with that situation; he was sitting in front of Hilary, who looked very tall from where he was placed, while she was looking at him with anger burning in her eyes.
"Okay...I know you don't trust him..." Hilary started when Tyson interrupted her.
"Wow...did you find that on your own?"
Hilary closed her eyes, like she was praying god to give her little patience and continued, paying no attention to his interruption.
"...and I understand why..." She tried as he cut her again.
"If you understand, why did you bring him home?" He replied, folding his arms on his chest.
"...I think anybody would have acted like you did but..."
"You didn't answer my simple question"
"SHUT UP LET ME TALK FIRST" She yelled as she lifted her hand in the air with the intention of slapping him. She finally decided it wasn't a very good idea seeing the expression on his face so she let her hand falling down on her side.
"I just want an answer"
"I ALREADY TOLD YOU IDIOT!...HE SAVED ME FROM THAT JERK"
"THIS ONE TOO IS A JERK...AND I'M SURE HE PLANNED IT ALL WITH CHRIS"
"NO HE DIDN'T"
"HOW CAN YOU BE SO SURE?"
"BECAUSE I SAW THE WAY HE FOUGHT CHRIS...THIS WASN'T PLANNED"
Tyson looked at her angrily not believing what she was telling. It was when she gave Tyson a dead glare that he lost all control of his nerves. He got up fastly, grabbed her arm firmly and dragged her next to the window where the moonlight was reflecting on his angry face.
"NOW LOOK AT MY FACE...YOU DIDN'T SEE THE WAY HE FOUGHT WITH ME RIGHT? TWO AGAISNT ONE...NOW TELL ME HE'S NOT A JERK" He spat as Hilary, alarmed by his moves, refused to look at him.
"LOOK AT IT!" He went on again."LOOK AT MY GODAMN FACE" He shook her a bit.
"He changed" She replied slowly looking at the floor.
"WHERE IS YOUR PROOF?"
She didn't answer but retained some tears from falling on her cheeks
"That's what I thought...but you were right about something...I do not trust him and..." Said Tyson as Hilary interrupted him looking directly in his eyes.
"But do you trust me?"
Tyson looked like he had been slapped in the face. He stared at her not able to say anything, not able to think about something. How could she ask a stupid question like that if she already knew the answer? He was standing there, his face at three inches away from hers, almost flattening her against the window. He was shocked because of the harsh tone she used with a simple question about trust. That was when he realized how hard his grip was around her arm, but she wasn't complaining. She was looking at him with her maroon eyes, burning with determination. The moonlight was giving to it a strange and unreal color, just like two freaky jewels flashing in the middle of the darkness. He stopped moving and breathing, he was lost in her sight, just like if her precious stones had captured his mind. He had that strange desire to let everything behind and to take that beauty with him that he would never let go. He wanted to touch the softeness of her skin, the silk of her hair, the perfection of her body and to taste fully the flavour of her lips. He moved a little bit closer but finally shook his head, waking up from his most secret temptations.
Tyson breathed loudly looking at his hand still grabbing her arm firmly and losened his grip. He looked at it as he was letting it falling on his side. He backed off and turned his back from her, refusing to penetrate in her eyes again. He was surprised how that girl could perturb his mind just by staring at him deeply.
"Tyson?" Said Hilary, moving slowly and securely toward him.
He turned to face her before she could get closer and opened his mouth to talk as he made a backward step.
"...of course...I trust you" He answered looking anywhere else than in her eyes and making sure he was far enough from her.
"If you say so" She stared at him, visibly confused and added: "You alright?"
"Yeah...yeah fine"
"Okay I'll go back then" She was still confused as she made a step foward.
"Er...Wait Hil...Hum...I'm sorry...about that" He pointed at her arm.
"I Forgive you only if you come back in the living room...anyway didn't you say you would take care of my wounds?"
Without waiting for the answer she put a hand on Tyson's shoulder and kissed him on his cheek before getting out of the room. Tyson stayed like that for a while before he could realize what happened from the minute Hilary entered in his room to the minute she left. He felt so stupid. His anger was so big that he could have hurt her and the second after he was charmed by her beauty. He forgot about everything and let his mind imagining things he forbade himself to think about. Now he felt like Hilary was that untouchable girl but he desired her so much. He fell in love with everything in her but was still too scared to admit it in front of Hilary because he was sure he would have a rejection. Tyson touched his cheek where she had left the kiss. He didn't understand how this girl could have frustrated him like that and thirty seconds later, she was kissing him. He suddenly snapped of his thoughts and took a decision about what Hilary and he were talking about a minute ago. He got out of his room and went directly in the living room where he found Hilary speaking to Kevin that had an unreadable expression on his face.
"Ok well…yeah...ok" Tyson Stuttered.
"Yes?" Said Kevin visibly annoyed.
"…Hum…I'm…Hum"
"D'you mind speaking correctly?" Replied Kevin narrowing his eyes.
"I SAID…" Tyson was about to yell when Hilary gave him one of her death glare. "…Huh yeah…I said…huh…"
"Your speech is very eloquent Tyson" Teased Hilary.
"HEY IT'S NOT EASY OK?" shouted Tyson.
"C'mon speak up" Replied Kevin. "I don't have all night"
"Well…I'm…I'm...so...rry" Mumbled Tyson slowly.
"Wow! Congratulation Tyson, it took time but you finally apologized!" Said Hilary smiling.
"Well it doesn't mean I trust you Kevin…you're still an asshole to me right?" Replied Tyson embarrassed.
"Right, don't worry I still think the same about you" Answered Kevin with a fake smile.
"Well that's settled then" Said Tyson looking away.
Hilary looked at both of them with a little smile at the corner of her lips. She was frustrated that they were still glaring at each other with anger but was also happy that at least they could show some respect. Well, tiny respect. Kevin breathed loudly and gave Tyson a disgusted look. Tyson, still standing at the entrance of the living room, groan furiously narrowing his eyes. Hilary suddenly giggled at their view. They rapidly moved their head at her and looked at her like they were saying: 'what-are-you-laughing-at'. She dropped her smile as fast as possible as she caught a glimpse at them, but she couldn't retain herself anymore. Her total face cracked into a grin and she laughed loud.
"WHAT?" shouted both Kevin and Tyson.
She simply chuckled at them and answered innocently: "Oh nothing important really...so Tyson are you taking care of my wounds now?"
"Yeah I almost forgot...wait a minute I'll pick what I need" He answered as he left the living room walking toward the bathroom to find the 'first aid kit'. Hilary sat on the floor as Kevin looked at her with a little smile on his lips.
"So you couldn't heal that by yourself?" He asked with a little voice.
"Well...I guess I could" She pulled back her head on the cushion and added: "I was just too lazy to do it myself"
Kevin merely laughed.
"I see...and after you try to make me believe there's nothing between you and that..."
"Shut up...don't say anything" She interrupted him embarrassly.
"Anyway, I'll let you too alone, I'll sleep in the dojo...and before you ask me, yes I know where it is because I was with Chris when he decided to turn Tyson's room upside down. Wake me up in the morning...g'night" And he left still smiling.
Only a minute later, Tyson entered in the living room holding a bowl of water with other stuffs. His eyes scanned the room wondering aloud were the killer was gone and when Hilary told him where he was, he sat beside her. They didn't really talked much as Tyson was cleaning dried blood on her forehead and cheek bone. Hilary closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the cushion; cold water felt so good on her injured skin. She opened her eyes as Tyson was about press the sponge lightly on the corner of her bottom lip and looked at him. When the sponge entered in contact with her mouth he looked at her deeply and blushed when he saw she was also staring at him. He kept his sight on his lap. She smiled a bit and closed her eyes again.
'What if Kevin was right?' She thought to herself. 'What if Tyson really...love me? Could that be possible? Maybe, seeing the way he's acting but what if he didn't? He can be really harsh sometimes by the way he talks. But on the other hand I never met a guy so...carefull and...and so...attentioned to me. But if he does, is that really what I want? Or do I really want somebody in my life after what happened with the last one? Would he always be kind like that with me or is he just acting like Chris did on the first times we dated? Would Tyson turn out to be violent because I wouldn't do what he wanted? No he's not like that but I know that Tyson loses control easily when he is angry...No Tyson wouldn't hurt me...but what about me? Am I really ready for something like that? For a new relationship? I don't know...I'm still scared and Tyson is my friend...if it wouldn't work would we still be friends? Tyson is a good friend and I don't want to loose that friendship'
She felt a hand on her neck, a hand that pulled her hair away so the the cuts on it could be cleaned. As soon as it touched her skin she breathed louder and put a hand on her stomach where she felt those freaky butterflies again.
'Maybe he's more...than a friend...maybe I...I don't know' She thought again.
It's like if Hilary jumped in the air when Tyson's finger touched her neck so he pulled his hand back.
'Did I scare her?' He asked himself looking at her hand on her stomach. But Hilary was relaxed again with her eyes closed and her head on the cushion so Tyson thought he could now put the sponge on her neck. He looked at her peaceful features, he saw her bitting her bottom lip and he turned red again. He stared at her neckline and at his hand holding the sponge on it. He would give anything in the world just to have the opportunity to brush his lips against it. He lowered his gaze, looked at her chest rising and falling at each breath she was taking and at her hand still clutched on her stomach.
'She's so gorgeous but DAMN...' He thought 'why did she have to sit like that with her head backward presenting me her neck...does she wants to kill me...even if I know I won't have her she is tempting me anyway'
Still staring at her, he approached his face from hers.
'This is crazy' He thought 'I can't think I can kiss her, she would murder me...I have to control myself...what if I don't want to? What if I give it a try?' His face was now at inches from hers 'She can open her eyes anytime...I don't care...how would she react if she would see you now so close...she would kill me...Just a kiss can't hurt anyone...No I can't...she would never forgive...she would think I'm like that bastard...' He closed his eyes and pushed himself away from her. 'FUCK' He though.
'Why is Tyson keeping the sponge pressed on the same place that long' Thought Hilary 'He's he sleeping or what?'
She opened her eyes and saw that he was staring at the floor blushing in deep red. She took that occasion to look at him and thought that it could be possible after all. He could have feelings for her and she could as well.
'I mean, he's nice and...cute' She thought. 'I would like him to hold me tightly in his arms...' She looked at his shoulders and his chest. '...To press me against his strong body...' She smiled playfully '...and what if I...try'
"Tyson? I think my neck is okay now" She said slowly.
"W-wha-?...Oh yeah...sorry...hum...I was just..."
"Thinking?" She interrupted. He turned his eyes to meet hers.
"Yeah...thinking"
"About what?"
"About...('You' He thought)...All sorts of things"
"Like what? Tell me" She lifted her head from the cushion and put a hand on his knee. Tyson blushed deeper red and began to stuter.
"Y-you...wouldn't...understand"
"Well then, explain to me" She got a little closer; Tyson's heart thudded faster.
"No it's...too c-complicated"
"Oh, I see...did you know that your hand is still on my neck" She smiled at him; his heart sank.
"No I...just...realized it" He smiled nervously but didn't remosed his hand.
"It's okay" She removed her hand from her stomach and put it on his chest where the heart is located. Tyson didn't know at what kind of game she was playing but didn't complain at all. Anyway he was too shocked and surprised about her actions to even make a move. A part of him needed explanations while the other one just wanted to let himself go. She got closer again and removed her hand from his knee to touch his lips with the tip of her fingers. He wanted to say something but the words just wouldn't came out of his mouth. She looked at her hand on his chest and lifted her head to stare in his eyes while she leaned forward again. He breathed louder but Hilary was still approaching slowly. Tyson finally smiled realising that what he wanted to happen for so long was actually happening. They both closed their eyes...and then...
"MOVE!QUICK!" Yelled an alarmed Kevin running toward them. Tyson and Hilary backened from each other fastly and looked at him puzzled.
"I...THEY...COMING" Kevin stutered.
"W-What? But...you told us they wouldn't attack us" Said Tyson getting up and running toward the window to look outside.
"No they're not there yet...they're coming that's why we have to move NOW!"
"But how d'you know..."
"I'LL EXPLAIN LATER!COME ON HURRY!"
Tyson grabbed Hilary's hand helping her to stand up and hurried following Kevin toward the back door. But just before they could go out, Tyson ran in his grand father's room and came back with a handful of money that he put unceremoniously in his pocket. They passed the front door looking around them if it was secure. As they stepped in the garden, one of the guys that Kevin had hit earlier pounced and punched right at his face. Kevin replied by kicking hard his nose pushing him against the stairs where he fell motionless, his head forming a weird angle with his neck. Hilary let out a scream of panic as Tyson forced her to run faster.
"Y-you...k-killed him!" She said with a hight pitched voice.
"JUST RUN!" He answered to her.
They were about to pass the garden fence as the two other guys that were watching the front door jumped on Tyson and Hilary. One of them grabbed Hilary's hair and encercling her shoulders while the other one hit with his elbow the back of Tyson's head. Kevin hurried and pushed away the guy's arms from Hilary kicking his stomack and grabbed by behind the collar of the one who was attacking Tyson.
"RUN, I'LL TAKE CARE OF THEM!" Yelled Kevin.
"NO" Tyson shouted back.
"TYSON, LISTEN TO ME AND ESCAPE"
He took Hilary's hand and was about to run toward the neighboor's fence. He helped Hilary to climb it and put a foot on it himself just as he heard a painful yell. He turned around, his forehead driping with sweat, and saw Kevin fell on his knees.
"RUN...PROTECT HER...GO..." He was interrupted by a kick in the face that threw him on the ground, bleeding a lot.
Tyson turned his back on him putting a feet on the fence as he heard another yell. He perfectly knew that the rest of the gang would soon follow so he must hurry but on the other hand, he couldn't let somebody without helping him and even if he didn't trust him.
"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR...ESCAPE!" Screamed Kevin painfully.
Tyson climbed a bit the fence. Hilary was yelling too but he couldn't understand what she was saying, the only thing he could heard was the groans and painful yells of Kevin. If Kevin was really on Chris's side again, they wouldn't be beating him like this. Kevin wanted him to escape but he just couldn't do that. He looked at Hilary that was still crying and screaming, turned his back on her and jumped on one guy that was about to stab Kevin in the chest while the other one was holding him tightly. Tyson took the back of the guy's head and smacked it on his knee. He after turned on the other guy, that tried to punched him but he was too fast for him, and threw him against the pointed rocks around the small pound of his garden. Tyson gave Kevin a helping hand to stand on his feet and put his arms around his shoulders to make sure he wouldn't loose his balance. They suddenly heard voices coming from the front and knew that the gand would be soon entering the house seeking for them. They ran as fast as possible toward the fence and climbed the fence together as Kevin was too weak to do it by himself. They jumped on the ground beside a shakning Hilary and the three of them hided inside the neighboor's shed, trying to catch their breath.
"Y-you s-saved me...when I told you...to escape" Said Kevin falling on a chair.
"I just...couldn't let you there" Answered Tyson sitting down against the wall and wiping the sweat on his foreheard.
"Thank y-..."
"Don't mention it" Interrupted Tyson.
"Shit! that was a close one" Said Hilary also sitting beside them.
"Yeah" Whispered Tyson emotionless still shocked by what he had done.
They fell silent in the shed while outside they heard the gang yelling and cursing. Maybe they've just found their three members laying dead on the ground. One killed by Kevin while the two others were murdered by Tyson's own hands...
(A/N)I'm so sorry because it took so much time to update...I don't have a computer at home anymore so I have to wait when I'm at people who has one. But now that I'm on vacation for two weeks I'll try to write as much chapters as I can and I'm working hard on it. I hope you enjoyed it...review please and thanks a lot for reading -