Chapter 20- Starting Distances.
Kai walked over a small hill and lay on the long green grass with a tingle of grass in his mouth at the corner of lips. Both his hands are folded behind his head, and his scarf is purely fluttering from both the sides of his shoulder.
The scene of Tyson smacking came rewinding and repeating in his mind. A burning feeling was coming inside him when the picture of Tyson holding her by arms protectively and walking away from him came much more to convey that that she's his only...
The moment of their glares came constantly and briskly in his head, tending the dual haired blader to pout his lips in anger and eventually hold his hair in resentment.
I wonder what's wrong with us. What is wrong with me, Hil? What the hell I'm so freaking around you…What the hell better you feel around that bastard Tyson, not with me! What the fucking shit I'm in! I have burning fire inside me, a longing, a yearning, envy, and once again, a rivalry.
He stood up from his laying position and sat with one of his leg lifted, and placed his elbow on it and held this chin with that hand, allowing his long fingers to caress those tired grey hair. He could feel the damn cold air flutter through him, chilling him not even a bit, but he could see how everything was getting worse from what he thought.
He had one eventual bottom line in his head and heart…Ardent and compelling vehement yearn to win in getting Hilary, no matter what the cost, making her his.
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While Hilary was in her deepest sleep, she once again had a dream. It wasn't Tyson, it was again Kai…She was once again in that garden mumbling her favorite song sitting in between the short bushes and shrubs with her head peacefully resting on her raised legs, playing her fingers in air as butterflies passed through them. When she saw, there was a perfect silhouette far off. But when she blinked in her perfect senses, there was no one.
But then shortly afterwards, she was sure that she saw a shadow beside her. She swiftly turned her head letting the rose fall that was fixed in her brunette hair, imparting a winsome look to depart from her hair.
She was shocked to see Kai standing behind her. He had that expressionless yet personable look overtaking his fair skin and perfectly moving scarf. Her hand literally slipped from her one raised leg and she was taken aback, so she moved back in fear, while he didn't move at all.
"I hear you singing all the time…so sweetly and longingly." he said in tempting tone, yet in slow manner.
"Whaa-T"
"Even in your dreams, but trust me more than your singing, more than your eyes, more than your voice, I love your heart that I am longing to be mine."
"What the hell!" she mumbled
"Who says compelling is the only way…I'm ready to enchant you forever to make you mine and I'm never gonna let Tyson win this battle."
"Tyson…" she mumbled softly and her gaze slowly fell on the ground as she thought about him.
When she lifted her gaze, Kai was nowhere, just disappeared. When she turned around she couldn't see anyone, she felt a short living image of Tyson walking away with a forced hurt smile, but he too disappeared soon.
Her commotional mind was interrupted when she saw a swarm of butterflies forming word...They read 'choose'.
She whined madly.
"What the hell...I don't wanna be stuck in this freaky triangle!
She woke suddenly and breathing deeply and heavily and looked around. She didn't think even a bit, she quickly grabbed her cell, and texted Tyson.
"Tyson, I'm sorry for leaving you all of a sudden, but please forgive me, I hope you are not upset with me. You aint, eh?...I-"
He was online, but after he read the text, he went offline without any reply.
She waited for some time but then she only felt sad about everything and then she threw it away and sighed in disgust and turned away getting out of her bed and letting her body rain in shower.
Her head still had a heavy feeling, not of any more emotion, of course, but mentally, something was not absolutely alright. She let the cold droplets of shower pour on her face and bare neck, not minding how cold it was already outside, not even a bit worried she was about her health.
She plugged her white shirt, full blue jeans, white muffler, and a small clip in black on one side of her hair, letting her hair open so that submerged water droplets fall.
She tried her best to write all her frustrations on any pieces of paper that she could get about everyone, Tyson, kai, herself, feelings, her mom, her addictions, her attractions, upsets, powers, lonely feelings, her confining, yet confiding, never in person, and all type of hatred towards who hurt her, criticized her, yet adoration for those who provided her all the warmth she didn't expect from anyone, centering Tyson mainly, as she wrote about him in this perspective, she couldn't stop, but give little sounds of snivels.
You only tell me,
should I love or not,
Tell me about your heart,
Should I love or not..
I'll tell you so much,
On my love,
I don't have so much control,
Still the heart thought once,
Now that I've begun to meet,
I should ask you once..
She nearly wrote off ten pages and then let each of them flutter in air blown away. Her hands became more faster and she seemed never to cease. It was after at least a year, she was expressing herself and now nothing mattered, her deprived heart needed some security, warmth and most of all, affectionate feelings, that she realized only Tyson could give her, but an internal restricting feeling unknown to her grew deeper to aloof herself from him, and she found it very difficult to overcome, it sorta had an insecurity in it as well, but also many other mixed emotions so she had no choice but not even think about him. Even if she did, it didn't last long.
Finally when she was done, she took each paper and burned them in fire on stove, and then she felt that all the maelstrom commotional feelings being drained off, washed off, she felt calm.
For a few days, she didn't go to dojo. She just thought to stay away from them all, she went to the college daily, and every day she saw Tyson, who tried to initiate any talk, but she chose to ignore and chose a seat farthest from him, though he reserved a seat for her a few times, but he then stopped doing it when she simply sat on the last or middle benches and didn't even had a friendly urge to give a smile to him.
He couldn't have done anything, daily he watched her, her complete negligence in him and she stayed only in her room rest of the day after preparing her meals, doing her homework, doing some chores, working at the parlor and when she had the rest of the whole day, she choose to either sit in a corner pondering for hours or taking some sleeping pills, those nasty tranquilizers, to sleep the rest of the day, just drifting off life meaninglessly.
She spend her earning for first paying the room rent and then she could buy the vegetables and other stuff she like to eat and the little left on buying some tops, or sleeping pills, that she plugged carefully under the rows of her trousers in her wardrobe, because she still feared Tyson- if ever he'd come and inspect her room, but she didn't care if he'd , he's not her brother or dad to interfere in her life too in-depth, but still she don't know why she hid them each time so meticulously...
She talked to Margot whenever she felt the immense need to talk in person to confide something, or just feel that someone is there to care or think about her in a good way.
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That night, the stars unknown to anyone were seen distinct with little more brightness, the darkness giving a perfect background to glimmer and when everyone were asleep, in their dreams having either the sweetest chat with their friends, or the softest stares, or gulping the most tasty food, or just in depth sleeps, a blonde haired blader was walking down the lone streets of Japan with soft music played in his headphones, taking a walk for the sake of his lonesome mind.
Okay, it is obvious the relish of such refreshing night walks with nobody around, only the gentle breezes, and then soft music in ears to play, it was far more than awesome…
He was wearing a blue T-shirt and a short, just above till knees.
It really feels so cool this way, I think I'd be taking such walks on regular basis, it will just help me to overcome discomforting feeling. I wish if I could tell about this to everyone, but no way, I fear if they all gush up in this still peaceful nights, hehe.
He turned when he felt a tap on his shoulder, and his eyes met with a pair of emerald eyes with little haze, and a small smile lit her lips.
He was initially a bit taken aback, but then his joys have no bound. He plugged off his headphones,
"Hey, Mariam! What are you doing here?" he exclaimed in exciting tone.
"Hmn, is that the way to treat your old friends, Maxie?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Oh of course not, I'm just really surprised! Nice to see you all of sudden!"
"Yeah, just like before.'
"Uhmn Oh, yeah! Sure!" he smirked
"So what are you doing, ambling in this darkness?" she asked softly.
"Nothing."he slightly smirked slightly at the corner of lips.
"Oh come on, you can say me!"
"Frankly speaking, I was missing you." he mumbled.
"Oh, is that true?" she slightly blushed but it was well hidden.
"Same here, lately I was feeling so restless, so Ozuma suggested to visit Tokyo and meet Bladebreakers, oh, I mean the G revolutions!"
"Hehe, you saw our last year matches?"
"Yeah, I saw all your battles, at first I was shocked when you all parted but the Ozuma convinced me that everything will be alright, so I just calmed down. I watched you battle against Kai, Tyson and Ray, it was all awesome…"
"Hmn yeah, but we didn't end the world champ, Mariam...neither of us." he said sadly.
"Hmn, sorry Max but it's already written that dragoon is gonna win all the world champion's titles. So it is always Tyson who will hold and defense that title...until he's there." She said with little lines on forehead, yet retaining a small smile.
"SAY WHAT!"
"Yeah, that's true. I feel sorry for you; it's that what the legend says. But Maxie, chill out, there's more than blading in life.-"
"Yeas, you too feel it right?" he cut her.
"Huh, yeah, I think I feel that." she said biting her lip.
"Other things do hold a place and deserve equal status in life...like."
"Like what Maxie." she asked with affliction.
"Hmnn, don't you know?"
"I- "
"Like friendship, beauty of life has much more to offer, we need still to understand ourselves, completely, trust each other fully and also…uhm I donno."
"I don't think so we will ever know it." she asserted perfectly.
"Mariam." he hushed softly..." You know,"
"Huh? What is it Max?"
A/N: Okiee, here it goes. I will try to update fast, okay? Huge thanks to Blue Lightning of the Night, solitude13, unaisa memon for reviewing! Review and tell me of what you think!