Flashback: Part- 6

POVS: Tyson, Ash, Normal.

~The Ultimate Flashback. XD

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She told me about her uncle and her family once more- today. This afternoon, she was really sad. She was asking me to help her file a case against her uncle and aunt who had taken everything from her. The argument started someway like this:

"Ash! Forget this! You won't get your share!" I said tiredly.

"How dare you! I swear if you won't help me, I won't be interested in seeing you ever," she snarled in fury.

"Ash, please…" I pleaded and headed towards her, my voice imploring and low,

"Don't touch me," she warned lowly, looking away with closed eyes,

I stopped, "Duke is dangerous. I want to protect you, Ash. He is greedy and craves all that rich houses and your property. You are helpless. I'm sorry that I couldn't help you," I said in a weak and hurt voice. I could have helped along with the blade-breakers, that wouldn't hurt, but something said me that it wasn't worth doing. Ash belonged with me. I'll give her everything that she needed. But a voice said me that 'justice is justice'.

I wanted to protect her and in this process if anyone would call me a coward, then, maybe I'm. Because when it came to her, I stepped back from my ego, fights and everything, just so as to not risk her losing at all. I've hidden her from the world, disguised her as Amelia, and I don't know who those brats were who had done that injustice, but I was willing to give her more than what she'd lost.

"Why can't you! You can!" She cried. I felt her mood swings these days. It was either sudden amatory craves at any time of the day or night, sudden craves for ice creams or sometimes sudden heated intense arguments or stubbornness. But I never shouted at her. Just was a good guy being shouted at.

"They are powerful. You have me; this house is mine and so is yours. It may not be large but I will make sure you don't suffer," I said,

"What should I do with you! You are being coward,"

"I love you…" I paused, "If you want it so bad, I will fight for you, but don't leave me…"

She looked at me with regretful shivering tears in her eyes, "I-I love you too, darling"

"I know, I will fight for you. I will never forgive you if I ever lose you in this," I said in a clear tone. That wasn't going to happen anytime but I'd to say to make sure she understands to leave this fight.

"Shut up! I will stay! I am sorry!" she hugged me tightly, "I don't want to lose you, idiot!" She cried in sobs and shook me in embrace, "I'm happy with you. I don't care! As long as you are by my side, I am happy. I was just angry remembering my house that was taken from me…" she sniffed,

"I will build a house for you one day in future when I will earn, the way you want and for you," I grinned through that wet face,

"You don't have to!" she kissed me on cheeks and fell on my bed pinning me. We silently cried holding each other's embrace tightly,

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They went out for a walk shortly, taking the zest of summer breezes,

"I'll lift you when you're feeling low, I'll hold you when the night gets cold, you'll never have to be alone, and that's all you need to know, no love lost, we've got you and I" She serenaded chirpily through the summer breezes, her pink cheeks fluffing briefly,

"Sweet. Is that the new song?" Tyson asked with an excitatory heave,

"Yep sweetheart!" she laughed,

"Let's get sober tonight, what do ya say?" Tyson winked,

"As long as we're together," Ashlene snaked both her arms around him, nodding obediently in sarcasm,

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Hilary was sitting in dead quietude, the summer so hot in that corner of room; she was sighing and smiling in nostalgia to herself occasionally. How a cool, handsome well going off teenager had so much of depression? It was out of my wildest imaginations. But I'm sure the cause of her sadness- it wasn't just Ryan. The cause was also someone else, and my subconscious continuously told that it was Kai. But I'd no reasoning and clues.

I had no idea how to console my best friend in these times on depression. I asked Tyson to talk to her and on my urges, he agreed and he talked to her alone for half an hour at least and I left her and Tyson to talk peacefully, and since then, she's sitting over here and though I constantly ask her if she's okay, she don't say anything at all. She is limp, paralyzingly numb,and her heart doesn't belong here. She needs to go out there, to Ryan.

"Hilary, you can leave today. You don't have to wait for party or afterwards. If you need Ryan, go. He might need you, you know." I said her with a slight shrug,

She nodded, "I am leaving this Sunday," she said in a vulnerable tone. I frowned uneasily.

"Hey, at least talk to him, you'll feel lighter." I caressed her shoulder,

"Hmm…"

I wasn't sure how to handle her now. She didn't talk to me; she was falling in sadness a little deeper. And I really wanted her to ask what counseling Tyson gave her a few hours back. I thought to ask him myself but I guess he'd not like it. I just shut the idea abruptly.

After an hour, I gave her Tyson's phone on which Ryan had called telling that Hilary's phone was dead. I informed her about Ryan. I left her alone for few minutes until she had her talk with Ryan and then surprisingly, she seemed transformed. All good now, suddenly. I was nonetheless happy for her.

Tonight was different.

It was mysteriously sweet, a night that was going to change everything. I had something to tell to Tyson. I was holding someone who was waiting to call him 'dad'. I smiled at the thought. I didn't know it until the last morning. I was so happy, I couldn't hold it but sadly I couldn't share this piece of euphoric news with anyone.

I wanted to surprise Tyson. Hilary was on no terms to hear it, she herself was too much to handle. Tonight will be that day. I wasn't sure how Tyson would react to this. I had no idea but according what I was judging, I felt that he can't be happier anymore.

We booked a restaurant in the middle of town, "The Centre Low Lights". We were celebrating his victory of Champion. It wasn't even the right time. It was quite time since the tournament was over but the plan was impulsive. It was cool. A large ball like make-up. Lanterns lined up at its entrance, Tyson's favorite DJ snake, flashes, couches, dance floor, party type drinks, and dinner arena. It had one first floor with hotel rooms and few were open for our use. I wasn't sure if that was needed. Oh yeah, in this kind of night, we might need one. I chuckled and blushed at the thought.

I and Hilary did twinning, dressed same and looked lot alike with everything- dress, hair-cut, sandals and even make-up! The best part was that we had brunette hair of same length.

Everything is seeming to build up for this night, the sky was darkening beautifully glimmering with stars, the breezes were drying up with coolness, strange- but it felt magnificent. Tyson tried meeting me, but I avoided him. I was sure; he was there just to tease me in that gown or to intimate lightly. I just wanted to tell him in the midst of our dances tonight. I went with Max and Hilary to ball, early. Kai, Ray, Tyson and Daichi followed next.

Thought our little ride to the ball, the windows were open, the breezes greeting me, my ears on full-up volume with songs and I was contended so much. I had no idea how I was going to put boundaries on this happiness and news. Occasionally, I pushed a few strands of my hair behind my ear and checked my phone. I updated my status though I wasn't sure if he'd check it. "So much to say. Would you hear me? Darling Granger"- I immediately changed the status privacy keeping it visible only to him.

We reached the ball ten minutes before he arrived. Guests began showering and the ball seemed crowded. Less space to breathe. The air was beginning to toxicate me. Suddenly, the huge-lengthed curtains fell wide apart. The storm of breezes came in beautifully. My hair blew back and I blinked dizzily. The music in the background started. I began tapping my feet slowly and humming the music. I still wasn't looking at Tyson. We began sipping light beer. I was still sober. I was being reckless. I sipped more and more glasses. I was tethering lightly, still I could distinguish between Garry and Daichi. Lol.

"Spend 24 hours, I need more hours with you…" I heard Tyson serenading the first line along with the music. I turned softly to see him with my curious eyes, my hair flinging as I turned. I smirked at him. He was shrugging his jacket beautifully, rhythmically taping his feet. He was looking at the dance floor knowing very well that I was looking at him,

"You spend the weekend, getting even..Uh-hoo!" He smirked at the last part very jittery as my glass slipped from my hands. I nonetheless caught it and I guess that he was rather warning me with that last part singing so die hard magnificently. Idiot.

"We spend the late nights making things rights between us," He was ambling towards me and I knew it. The mood was getting in agog of euphoria and soberness. Everyone was picking partners on dance floor. I just smiled as he stood behind me, still humming the tuning.

"Now it's all good babe, pull that back wood babe; and play me close." He turned me with one swift stride and held my hand taking a step abruptly back.

"Cause girls like you run around with guys like me till the sun down, and I come through; I need a girl like you, yeah, yeah," He started his roll and I took the lead casually being in his arms, which always felt so right.

His voice was super innovative and attractive, filled with domineering masculinity and cheerfulness to be craved.

"I spend the last night on the last flight to you…"I left his hands as I coyly turned and walked away, "We took a whole day up, tryna get way up," He smiled nervously with that super beguiling blush,

"Wuh-huu!" Max teased, just at the beat,

We looked as the guys were staring us in amazement and smirks.

"We spend the daylights making things right between us," He stood behind and our legs and hands moved in accordance, just the same ipsilateral.

And I closed my eyes as he sang the lyric which had strengthened our relationship in the past few days. We danced slowly throughout the song, holding each other in arms and gazing cravingly in each other's eyes, so much unbothered about every gaze that was looking at us in amazement.

The soberness was driving away, my head was on verge of falling on his shoulder but I left him a little abruptly. I walked away, to the next floor where a few rooms were open, the place was deprived of people and more peaceful and perfect it would be to say him there. Hoping he'd follow me, I traipsed away from the gorgeous guy. He lost the track of me probably. I no longer was feeling tensed up revealing this piece of news to him finally.

I had no idea that everything was going to break and fall apart. I waited for him, it was more than ten minutes since I'd left him and he clearly was following me. I was sitting in the last room of the corridor- kept the door open for him. He didn't come. I finally got up, tired up and walked out to search for him.

I looked through the other rooms but no avail.

"Sweetheart, you'd no idea for how long I was waiting for this moment to arrive." My heart plummeted to my stomach as I heard that voice from a distance in mumble-ness. The door was close, a little darkness radiated. I went on the opposite side and entered the adjacent balcony to witness a scene that I wish I were dead before I had.

He was holding someone else in that intimate position. He was mumbling some sweet words in her ears. I called my powers to see through the darkness who was she.

I was bewildered when I realized it was no one but Hilary.

My heart seemed to be shattered and torn in million pieces. All I could feel was nihility and numbness as I saw him. I turned away and walked away and the tears just couldn't stop from tethering down my cheeks. My hands were trembling, I was convulsing and my spine was frozen in the worst terms it could.

It was as if every part of me has been separated. Tyson cheated me. He cheated me. What I saw was clear indication of his character, the real one, not the façade.

My anxiety and dejection turned into fury and angst. My fists tightened and I walked out.

I thumped on the couch. Everyone were probably still in the dance mood. I don't think they noticed me. I was feeling like my body has been separated from my soul. I was feeling betrayal. My lids were stooping low. The alcohol was getting in my system and I felt dizzy and weak. I was still sober. My fury was building.

After few minutes, I saw Tyson coming out. My eyes could just see his casual face that he put. I was no longer attracted to him and I felt my rage and exasperation built up and intensify as he came up.

Hilary was there around too, the whore, but she was simply sitting in one corner, gulping down drinks.

My brows were vigorously shaking and frowning up as I saw him. My lips shook and twisted in annoyance. My teeth shivered. Tyson looked confused and he took a step towards me.

I instantaneously stood up slamming the glass on the floor forcefully. It created a huge flaming sound gathering everyone's attention towards me.

I stared at him hatefully with vengeance, anger, hurt and all the killing looks I could muster. I was just wishing him kill him right there but I know I wasn't going to do it.

"Ash what's wrong!" He asked, totally clueless and shocked. He took another abrupt step toward me.

"Don't come near me!" I said with dangerous eyes and outrage. Everyone had our attention by now.

"Hey…" Tyson was frozen in his place. He seemed so clueless…

"I never knew you were this kind of person! I feel like so worthless for ever falling for you." I clamored in grief.

"What are you saying!" he protested, not able to wait why I was getting mad at him.

Everyone were silent. No one uttered a word. Hilary was shocked. She just placed hand on her mouth. She thought of probably interfering but with my inevitable tears streaming off, no body spoke a word. They were just shocked, flabbergasted and stupefied once and all.

"How can you do this Tyson, how…Why?" I sobbed bitterly, hiccuping sideways, my hands shaking on sidelines. "Why…?" I wept over and over and kept on same interrogation.

"Will you ever tell me what I did wrong?" He shouted in his fury, absolutely getting jaded with my wailing and loathes.

"Shut up! You tell me what you did! You cheated me Tyson! You cheated me! You want me to tell what you did! Don't be so clueless! You tell us what you did!"

"Shut up right now Ashlene! You're being unreasonable! I have no idea what are you talking about. Don't speak shit unless you have something to point out!" He fired back. I was hurt but my voice rose even more, it was become scarier and ghostly. I sobbed louder.

"If I had done something to upset you or wronged you, let me know because I REALLY don't know Ash, I really don't" he sighed at the last part, "Your blames are just making me feel excruciating and cramped!" His voice was lingering with innocence and hurt, a little fury still there.

I chuckled sarcastically, "You changed." I said finally. I swear my words caused him to widen his pupils and stare me implausibly.

There was a dead silence for few seconds. He was in trauma, silent and still. I was staring my ground.

"And…" His voice came slowly lined with utter disappointment.

"I'm worthless to be here." I hollered uncontrollably. Hilary shot killing looks to me. I glared her back.

"He's World Champion Ash! I can't stand your drama anymore!" Hilary barked.

"World Champion…" Tyson said to himself, as if inquiring his own demons,

"..Fuck you and your title!" She seethed, "You really perhaps don't deserve to be a champion!" I yelped again. I wasn't myself. I let my fury get better of me, not even bothering about any shit consequences.

They were staring at me with confounded expressions. They looked disconcerted and baffled.

"Bloody dog-loving bastard!" I bowled again. Tyson's expression became disconcerted and he seemed to be on the verge of shouting again.

"Ashlene, if you have any more insults left for me, please save it for later. I've no idea why are you mad at me right now." He said in suppressed shaking anger.

"You cheated me." I said again,

"I'd never cheat you. I can't believe you are doubtful of me, you doubt me, my love for you…" he smiled in nostalgia and looked utterly crushed and crestfallen, tears threatening to spill any second if he blinked even for once.

"I hate you! You cheated me! I saw it! How can you lie so…"

"What did I do…" he hiccuped audibly, I unknowingly wept bitterly,"What did I do to get us to this point…that it leads to me loosing you in this moment." He said with light shakiness, his face streaming with unrolled tears.

I really didn't want to disclose what I saw a few minutes ago.

"Yeah, you lost me. You really lost me in this moment. Good bye Tyson," I turned and without saying anything further, I walked back in numbness.

I felt him standing there falling apart, so helpless and speechless, feeling absolutely worthless. I left him, I left him so vulnerable. The Tyson I tried building so strong and cheerful is now down and broken because of me, so sick and breaking his falls.

I knew everyone was staring at me, but I knew no one was going to stop me. I wanted to tell him how our relationship was on the way being permanent and stronger but it felt apart, so bitterly and abruptly and rashly.

Now I understand that probably Hilary always envied me. And that's why when she said that day that I and Tyson should make this a permanent relationship- she definitely meant a permanent relationship. She probably just wanted to give up her feelings for Tyson once and all. Now I get it why Tyson talked in private when she was upset about Ryan. This Ryan thing was all fake, just to hide her feelings about Tyson.

Wow Hilary, how subtly you two used me and played with my feelings. I was never part of this. Why you two did just made my life more miserable than it already was? What wrong did I do to you….

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I wasn't sure why she suddenly left my embrace and walked towards upstairs in the midst of our dances. She was swooning me. I was fine with that though. I lost track of her but I surmised she was going upstairs. I shadowed her. I couldn't find her. The corridors were numerous and I was sure I heard some footsteps and I tried following. I saw her brown hair as she entered one of the rooms. I trotted towards that room and strode in, covered in darkness.

The lights were shut, the door closed, the black sky was radiating its benevolent darkness through the balcony. The large curtains swung care freely in their accord. I briefly used the dark power to see that brunette hair and I immediately lost control of the power, and I just held her.

"Shush, it's me." I kept a finger on her lips. I was sure Ash didn't saw me coming in.

We were close to the wall. I pinned her effectively to the wall and our cheeks brushed in flow.

"You've no idea for how long I was waiting for this moment, sweetheart," I whispered in my tone.

She seemed hesitant and was trembling. I knew it. She was not sober; probably the alcohol was the effect. I slowly and cautiously kissed her starting from her nape of neck till ears.

I was leading further but I stopped abruptly when she led out a sob of fear. I opened my eyes.

"Please don't do this." She said in utter fear and tremors.

I opened my eyes and I saw that it was not Ashlene.

It was… Hilary!

Damn! What did I do. She moved away and placed her hand on chest and looked me agape and blanched.

"Hils…" I tried justifying myself. I threw my hands in air, "Hils, let me clear this..."

"NO Tyson, you can't do this" She said, seemingly her throat was stuck. She was frozen, stupefied.

"Hilary, trust me, I thought it was Ashlene. I never had the idea it was you, Hilary." I said helplessly and I was trying my best to make her understand.

"Tyson, please don't come near me," Hilary said still scared,

"Hils, please believe me. I swear, I really thought that you were Ashlene. When you entered in the room, I saw just your brown hair and I thought that it was Ash," I sighed, my face imploring.

"Alright…" She sighed fearfully. She looked away,

"I'm sorry. I know I didn't give you any chance to speak but I was so clueless." I explained.

"I know…" She chuckled, seeming slightly relaxed.. I was glad and I cheered up, "Anyway, let's keep this a secret, please?" I laughed nervously, "I don't want Ryan to shoot me!" I laughed,

"Tyson!" She hit me,

"You should have been careful. You failed to recognize me, or say Ash"

"I'm sorry"

We got fine and cleared this misunderstanding. I walked out and she said she had came here for some work- said she had to collect some bottles of wine that Kai and Ray asked her to collect from here. I nodded and left her.

I really never knew what storm was waiting for me. The maelstrom and break off. I spotted Ashlene after some time. The moment I saw her, it ended.

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I left him, left him for forever. I would never turn to see his house ever again. I went at Sakai's place and she was shocked at my sudden appearance. I still didn't say her about Tyson's progeny. I just went in my room, still sober, changed into my normal attire and thumped on my bed with an ocean of thoughts awaiting me. My eyes were staring at the ceiling, dotted with tears he had left with me. I was all alone, at peace, the words and shootings of past moments repeating over and over in my head. My head was blasting.

I had no idea of what I was going to do. There was so much within me, I just didn't know where to start and where to end. I was so left alone and deserted suddenly.

I still couldn't believe he did this to me. Why…

If he had liked Hilary from the start, then why this relationship…

Did he just want to use me?

Now…what I'm going to do with his belonging, our belonging…

The unending questions lingered unstoppably in my confined head.

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She left me; unsaid and unexplained of what I did and why… I didn't know what to feel and what to do. I just went away upstairs and thumped on the couch, my tears drying to and come up again.

The curses and accusations she had flooded me, why….

The city feels so lonely when you leave…

I really wanted to know why…

I got that feeling that this question was going to be left unanswered for a long time and me being deserted for the similar time…

The start of year 2017 had to be worst because this was the deadliest thing that probably could have occurred to me.

The one who was a part of me, was gone, I was left incomplete….

The one who built me unbreakably left me, left me broken, unhealed and open.

My pride, my life, my love, my healer, by motivator, my defender, my Amelia, was gone, gone away from me, gone fury-fied away…

My soul seemed to be taken out and left in darkness where I found no one…

I cried, I cried so hard all night and found no one to console.

Now when I need answer to my questions and want someone to heal me, you are not there Ash! You left me…You are so rude! You broke me so terribly Ash!

Why did you do this Ash! Why did you come in my life if you had to leave!

A/N: I really didn't want you guys waiting any further, so yeah, this was the ultimate flashback ;P

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Ahmn, so actually Tyson mistook Hils for Ash, that was what happened. I know its a little misunderstanding but it turned down to extreme levels and it lead to their parting. Now, do you agree with Hilary's intuitions in few previous chapter? She did suggested Tyson if that was the reason why Ash left because none of them guessed that. If you remember, I said once that Ash had powers to see in darkness and she shared that powers later with Tyson. That's what happened here if you'd read distinctly.

There are two more mysteries to unfold for the story now, one concerned with Tyson, other with Hilary's part. Stay tuned.

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