Hey to ya all! I finally got myself writing again after being way too lazy for ages. Anyway, please don't kill me – at least not until I've finished my stories. But enough with the rambling and answers to reviews.
To Kanilla-Master of Fluff: Hey lil sis! Looks like you got first with reviewing chapter 5. Yeah, now you know that this story holds a rather personal perspective. It could be concidered like a silent expression of the feelings inside me or something in someways. Anyway, thank you very much for the review, it gave me an idea.
To luvkai: No, problem about the signing in. Aww... I know the chapters are sort of short but they will start getting longer, I think, as I get closer to the end of this story. Thanks for the review.
To You/Kai fic fan: Hi! Yes, yes, I know. The chapter was short but they'll start getting longer soon, I think. And if you think the last chapter was sad and angsty, you just wait and read. Anyway, thanks for the review and sorry for the late update.
To xCrystalx: Aww! Your reviews are always so sweet! I'm feeling awfully guilty for not updating for such a long time. I mean, it's been a month since I updated this story. The hot summer weather just makes me so lazy. I'm thrilled to hear you think Tamara and Kai suit each other so well. Thank you so much for the review, my dear.
To iain'tnohollabackgurl: Looks like I got a new reviewer. Hi there. Your name was a tricky one, I hope I got it right. Thank you for the compliment. I hope I didn't make you wait too long with my update and that you continue to review.
To HeartlessDevil: So, you decided to start reading this story too, besides The light within the dark. I'm glad you like it. Thanks for reviewing.
Chapter 6:
Soundtrack: Welcome To My Life by Simple Plan
I could see the house growing slowly in my sight as I got closer to it. My hands trembled as I put the key into the lock and turned it. I pushed the door slowly open after the lock made a click, indicating the door was unlocked. I listened carefully for any movement in the house as I closed the door. The house was silent and I sighed in relief.
After taking my stuff into my room I came back downstairs and entered the kitchen to eat something. I was busy eating as fast as I could while thinking what would happen when my foster family came home. I knew I was going to be ordered to my room and not going to be allowed to come out until the next morning to go to school. This was going to go much more far then that, I was sure of it. I wasn't going to get away with what I did that easy.
Right then, I heard the front door open and my foster parents come in. I swallowed hard as I got up from my chair.
/Here we go/ I thought as footsteps approached the kitchen.
"Tamara, where have you been?" I heard a high-pitched female voice ask.
"Nowhere," I muttered silently.
"What did you say?" my foster mother asked.
"I said nowhere," I replied, this time a little louder.
"Don't you start playing games with me Tamara. You know I don't like that," she snapped at me.
I tried to look at her but I wasn't able to rise my head. I didn't dare to face her.
Just like I had expected, I was ordered to go to my room but I couldn't move from my place.
I heard more footsteps approach and a person enter the kitchen.
"Help me with her," I heard my foster mother say. "She's being impossible again."
I chuckled inwardly. /Me? Impossible/
Someone suddenly grabbed a hold of my long hair and pulled.
I cried out while fighting against the tears and looked up.
"You listen to your mother when she speaks to you!" I was shouted at.
"She's not my mother," I whispered. "And you're not my father."
My hair was pulled again and after that I was dragged by my arm to my room and pushed inside while the door was slammed shut. I heard the lock turn and knew the door at been locked from outside. I fell on my bed and let the tears run freely as I pulled my legs against my chest while sobs racked my body. The world went blurry as more tears appeared in my eyes and soon I fell asleep.
I woke up later into darkness and soon realized it was 1 am. I changed into my PJs and tried to go back to sleep. After a while I got enough about turning in bed and I got up. I went to my desk and turned on the reading lamp. I sat down and picked a random school book. It was math. I leaned closer to the book before starting to work. I tried to concentrate and eventually succeeded. My concentration was broken as I heard drops of rain come down. I put my pencil and book away and went to the window.
I saw the rain falling and I wanted to feel it. I reached out and tried to open the window but to my surprise, it didn't. I pulled harder, thinking it was stuck but soon I realized that the reason the window didn't open was not that it would have been stuck. There was a lock on my window, keeping it closed.
"Fuck," I cursed before slapping a hand to my mouth. I wasn't supposed to curse.
I sighed as I leaned back and took a comfortable position in the embrasure. I looked outside while listening to the calming sound of the rain. My thoughts wondered, ending up to the subject of Kai Hiwatari, not that it was a surprise.
A picture flashed into my mind. Kai was standing beside me in the library and looking over my shoulder at the book I had been reading. Next I remembered the kiss and the wonderful feeling came floating back. A smile came to my lips. After that I recalled his appartment and the night. I looked at the bruise and I could almost feel his touch again, so careful and smooth and the next morning that I woke up next to him...
I wished he could be here. I felt so lonely and my heart was hurting so badly. Suddenly I remembered what he had tried to do that morning I had woke up next to him and kissed him and how I had slapped him and ran away. Silent tears started falling as the memory of talking to him after school came to my mind. This time there were no sobs as I sat still, looking out the window while the tears kept falling. There were a million thoughts and questions in my mind.
"What am I gonna do with you, Kai?" I whispered to myself silently.
"I can't force you to care about me," I continued.
"Maybe it's best if I just forget about you," I admitted to myself.
I started feeling sleepy and I looked at the clock. It was almost 3 am. I dried my face as the tears had stopped coming. A few moments later I was in bed and fast asleep.
There you have it. Someone wished for some trouble and you got it.