Chapter 25: Rueful Contrite.

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Tyson: Don't leave me. I will not be able to last without you.

She gazed in his eyes as he held her around the shoulders. None of them cared how hard it was raining and how utterly they were soaked.

Hil: I can't stop. How can I stay with you when I don't understand our relations? I'm not saying, you are unbearable but I can't get addicted.

Tyson: Phew..(He sighs painfully). Looking at this rain?...The raindrops that soak you is the care I have for you, each raindrop that touches you.

He held her shoulders tighter and gazed deeply.

Tyson: (continues) and the raindrops that doesn't soak you is the love that I possess for you. Is that enough for you to stop now?... ... ... I'm always there for you, in all your times, when you are happy, scared, sad, dismayed, dejected or insecure. I will hold you securely; at all times, just like now, holding you in the rain...

Hilary: Hold me in the rain...?

They reached dojo after a few minutes. As soon as Kai slid the main door that was unusually closed, they met a lot of staring and questioning eyes that made Hilary gasp- at their sudden horrifying looks of faces- though they quickly ignored them and returned to their normal states.

Kenny was upgrading Ray's blade, Ray was keeping the noodles bowl on the table, Max was sitting quietly, maybe sighing and Tyson was just about to open the door so that he ended up standing right in front of Hilary meeting her eyes in surprise. Really seeing her with Kai, an unbelievable and so in-depth hurt feeling that he couldn't feel occupied him. That moment was like a second, but he could understand how he was going to realize and depict this pain later. Hilary had the same shocked look and gasped mouth. Nevertheless, he shifted his gaze ahead not minding to his degree of shock to bother if ever Kai was there, like ever if he was alive. He walked right past them and headed out- unaware where he was supposed to be going and where he'd be going, so he simply sat near the koi pond on a bare large rock staring at his reflection and that of stars.

He could depict the sky being real deep navy blue, his faded love story and so much to say, so much to understand and yet so much to say. He didn't know how was he letting go of all this, and so easily or he ought to fight, but maybe it was all pointless. He could see them how they might have enjoyed and most of all, he couldn't understand Hilary. If she liked Kai, then why did the hell she ever came with him that day, that morning? Why did the hell she was freaking around him and then calm down in his arms? That was confusing, but did he knew that Hilary was herself so much confused?

So much to say, to understand, so much to say

Had had my heart in the first place

That I lost myself such I couldn't get it back

O beloved, don't kill me by your unmeant gaze

Just leaving me behind and off with someone, not fair

Not just fair, but really hurtful

Broken in pieces, shattered are hopes

Now I find so hard to close this heart's door.

So much to say, to understand, so much to say

So much to say, to understand, so much to say

Hilary and Kai ventured in- Kai without any fear, of course, he looked at their gazes perfectly while Hilary couldn't take their questioning and criticizing looks that were clearly as if not much depicted, but well understood. They eventually, especially Ray and Max took off their stares from Hilary, like it was worthless and waste to even think about her and continued their normal states. While Hilary stood a bit petrified, Kai saw this. He chose to ignore, because his any action would worsen and ignite the situation more.

"Hilary, are you staying here?"

Hilary froze at the question, yet she dint know who was the speaker, so she looked around and replied.

"Sure, I think so…" she answered hysterically.

"So, oka-y fine" the spectacled blader kept his laptop safely in a closet and pulled off his sheets and laid down, others were getting ready for their nights too.

"Kai!"

"Yeah Hil?"

"I think I should go upstairs." she said biting her lip. He felt an internal fire of anger inside him that he tried to conceal.

"As you wish." He smiled fakely and pulled of his sheets, and switched off lights.

"Hmnn..." she let a painful inhale.

She knew that Tyson was till outside and it really felt awkward to go his room, after all that happened. And he isn't still there, but plugging in some and little courage she climbed upstairs slowly.

As she climbed the first step, she regretted that she replied positive to Kenny, as for the second step, she thought if she could go back saying some stupid reason, as for the third, she wondered if Tyson was still outside in the cold, for the forth one, she couldn't understand why she went out with kai today, for the fifth one, she was doubtful if Tyson will let her sleep in his room, for the sixth step, she could feel seeing Tyson's expressionless, hurt and confused face..

What do I explain to you,
without you my heart is nowhere

I wait for you..
You're my heart, and you're my life too..

My heart has chosen
the path of your heart..
Had you been with me,
my life would have been easier..
My life.. is now yours.
what do I do..
You've got to believe me

For the seventh step, she couldn't imagine how she was going to get to sleep and for the last step, she realized that it was too late now and so she quietly slid the door and spared a glance at the room before entering in, and it was quiet, with brightest lights switched on, and old memories shortly paced into her mind that she tried to ignore and ventured in and felt the much familiar aura around and made her way to her couch and sat on it, waiting till he comes in.

I wonder in what the hell I'm struck in and how am I gonna get outta here, but it still feels fine. I could see at the messed beret, rubbish sheets of papers on the study table, the violin that's beside his beret and that unwashed jackets. I hope he is fine. I hope he is doing well in his blading and practices well…hmm. Am I supposed to say here one night, of course I know I'm safe here, but I wish I had some reason much stronger to convince to this heart and mind...eh...Now what shall I do, I hope he comes soon..-

"Huh?"

She turned at the voice and saw him at the entrance at the face of his- looking at her in some sort of maelstrom, that she couldn't identify...yet he stepped inside, like I am not there, ignores me like he don't care, doesn't say anything if I could stay here or not...I could see his navy hair cleverly trying to hide his eyes as he pulls out his night green top and those loose pants not bothering that he had messed up a clean row of his jeans and flung the door of his wardrobe and heads towards washroom to get changed. I wonder if he will ever speak to me. I know he hadn't even replied me the text I texted him a few days back when I left here. Was I the one who has worsened our relations, so called the deepest and best friendship that has crossed its limit of friendship? Did I really upset him by going out today, or am I being real insensitive or some kinda jerk around him? Is this' betrayal'? Am I-

Her thoughts were broken as he strode out and lay on his beret pulling the sheets, completely ignoring her even if she ever was here.

"Uhmn, Tyson? Can I sleep here?" she asked edgy.

"…."

We don't talk anymore, we don't talk anymore
We don't talk anymore, like we used to do
We don't love anymore
What was all of it for?
Oh, we don't talk anymore, like we used to do

I just heard you found the one you've been looking
You've been looking for
I wish I would have known that wasn't me
Cause even after all this time I still wonder
Why I can't move on
Just the way you did so easily

She got no reply and like there was nothing gonna be changed for whatsoever she'd, so she took the pillow and her sheets from the corner of the room that she used before that were at the beret entangled in his sheets that she couldn't effort to take them, so she forgot about them, and switched off the lights and closed the door slightly, unlocked and laid on the couch resting her tired head on the soft pillow and staring at the walls that had some quotes, of course on blading, stuck on the wall, that barely were visible and then a picture occupied her silent yet the speedy mind...that quote…Afraid, regret, relation...His cell's wallpaper… She shifted her eyeballs backward to check if the balcony's door was closed and it wasn't, so she got up swiftly unknown to herself and closed the door trying not to make any noise and crept back to the couch- this time stiffening her body turning to one side and closing her eyes tightly and trying her best to sleep, and to her surprise she felt asleep real quickly.

In the middle of the night when the quartz minute hand of the clock stuck twelve and the small ones on the four, the champ woke swiftly, yet his eyes closed causing him to switch off his buzzing alarm making whining like face like when a small kid is sent to school when he doesn't want to. He looked outside, but the curtains has covered those glass doors of balcony that seemed anything to make hardly visible; he simply woke from those dizzy eyes and got out of his bed and poured cold water as he turned the tap of the deep blond basin and the bright yellow light that hit this eyes hard and as he strode out; he grabbed his blade, ripcord and the shooter from this jacket that he left in the washroom last night, and jumped outside his window sure enough not to make any thud and walked somewhere off…

The next morning, Hilary woke in the similar way as her alarm went mad and she woke up terribly from her sleep and looked at the watch and rushed quickly to get fresh apace not noticing Tyson's absence and realizing that she had slept in her denims and the so nice top, forgetting to put her night wear, but then it meant that she could maybe rush to her work without any delay. Her mind suddenly hit a thought. Oh! I remember when I woke up, I was in sheets, but I hadn't put them last night, so it means…hmm, well where is he anyway? She looked around but he wasn't anywhere. She slowly climbed downstairs with careful paces and noticed how deeply everyone was sleeping and the dead silence around- even Kai. So she needn't need to worry much, and she quietly slid the door and walked out, heading to her spot.

Later after some time when she was done, she went to her room and picked her bag pack along with a sandwich and her chemistry notebook and some piece of rough papers to scribble in rough time, because she felt that would drain any of her anxiety she could face anytime, and rushed to the institute.

Finally, I'm not late. I wonder where Margot is. Maybe she'll not come today. It'll be really boring without her; Delia is the only one to give me some company. And then, who else...whatsoever, at least there will be Max and others...Hmn. why should I care? Did I bring my English notes today, not again! She swiftly opened her bag back while she was walking through the corridor, her class a few steps far from her position and then she suddenly felt a jerk inside her stomach, some painful feeling and she stumbled on the floor, and she was sure that her nose is gonna bleed high time and her forehead is gonna go unconscious until Ms. Fernando would come and shake her by her shoulders, but that never happened…My heart plummeted as I felt a warm arm grabbing over my arms and somewhat near my chest preventing me from falling and I nearly gasped as I realized that those arms belonged to someone who was supposed to be a very cold person, that frosty blader, but then wait...he was good after all, he had changed, changed for me, and I didn't look at him. Of course as my gaze was half there and that too on the floor which was waiting for me to fall quick, but I balanced my position by his aid and stood straight and rubbed my shoulders stupidly. I could see his 'Are you alright' worried face, but I felt that right moment was, 'Oh please go away, now don't start sticking around me… I donno why I just felt okay or good around you yesterday...' but that just doesn't seem right to dismiss someone like that who was trying to help me, so I put a real forced smile and looked at him with a face of half coldness like his and other half like I'm helpless that I can't make any face better than this. But I just can't shout madly at him, more than weird, that would be so rude...

"I'm fine." She said without any moment in mere words

"Oh, alright." he said as he left her shoulders and making a reasonable distance from her.

[Tyson's POV]:-And then I was thinking lately if I could work out some way on this stupid subject, for some time...at least there will be something I could concentrate on, other than blading and Hil and there'll be a big change if I could like it and something new to explore and maybe I could become like Kenny someday, okay fine, Lol, that's really funny and insensible, maybe I should dismiss the thought at the moment. But then, my eyes felt on someone I wished I never saw, and I could see them, standing and I felt like everything shatter again, like a broken glass window and I guess I couldn't take this anymore so I just let this happen, just this sight just pass through my mind. . . There was nothing I could do and there seemed nothing except darkness occupy all around.

He passed right past through them and as if he never saw them, but that angry, yet hidden envy was prevalent on his face, but he just couldn't afford to show them that how much he was hurt and all that mattered at right that moment was if he could put that uncaring and cold look and influence them in someway.

So he ambled with pounding heart, a little more than usual, and was aware of letting perfectly his navy hair flap about his forehead, that were the signs that he tried to hide his hurt eyes beneath them and it sorta worked then. It was just kinda so sarcastic as he passed away as if he was really cold and insensitive. They looked at him sure that he'd glanced them at least once as he passed beside them with any sort of gasped or shock facial expressions, but that didn't happen. And so, for the first time, in millions time, I watched him walking so hurt and though I know the precise reason I just don't want to admit to myself and I really feel if I could go and hold around his shoulders saying him sorry for nothing I knew, but I don't dare to do. I really realize from the bottom of my heart the pain in his eyes and even of my own soul. What hurts the most was being so close, and having so much to say and watching him walk away.

"Okay...I'll leave, or else Ms. Misty will scold me for being late." Kai tried to sound a little like giving importance to his class, though he didn't care if he was chided a million times, if that was severe, he'd plug in earphones openly if his ear got freaky out of the insult!

"Sure. Than-ks anyway.." she said without actually meaning it.

"Hmn." He left.

"Hmm..mm" she walked in despair and took her seat on the third bench of the middle row, while she was surprised when she found Tyson sitting right next to her which was a total coincidence. She looked at him with that, 'oh, so I ended up sitting here..' expression. When he noticed her, he was the same way taken aback and swiftly plugged his bag pack getting ready to move somewhere else. As he got up from her seat, she folded her hands and put that pouting uncaring attitude while he looked around if he could find a better place, and then,

"So, Takao, did you forget your chemistry notes today?"Ms. Fernando addressed him with silly smiling face.

"Huh? No way, I'm not a forgetful person, like…whatever..." he shot back without any tough expressions that fired Hilary.

"WHA-"

"Okay, calm down. Hilary isn't forgetful. Now Tyson we can do something interesting problems that you can answer." her teacher cut off Hilary and calmed the fighting pair.

"I hope so." He said incoherently.

"Hmmm." Hilary asserted. I wish we could be back like how we were.

I wish if I could talk to her, but then what's the use when she likes him or maybe the bitter truth so far is that, maybe she'll even love him. What's the use then? Fine, Hil. Just do what you like. I don't care even this attitude of mine doesn't even bother you even in a single way or peck...hell! I don't care. Just I never thought you could do this to me. I don't think you ever felt how much I …what's the use to say the so hurtful word when nothing's gonna change.

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