Chapter 52: Hold me in the rain.

Final Chapter~

~Just so you know that I've always loved you, craved your presence, loved your rose and lil' gifts and dreamt of you oft'. I hope you would reciprocate my feelings if I confess you. I hope you were the right one for me and not anyone else.

After two days which seemed to be the toughest days of her lifetime, in which she received no reply from him, she felt hopeless, lost the hope he would ever come back. After waking up late in the cloudy afternoon tipping the probable rain, she struggled deciding whether to sleep more of get up and prepare for the day.

What day…What kind of day I've to prepare for anyway…I should make myself some coffee.

She realized that it's been almost a month she had stopped completely taking tranquilizers and sedatives and even now, she was perfectly alright without them. She yawned a little as she smiled to herself, and got up from her bed. She took out a dark blue jeans and short sleeved navy blue top with white buttons on the top, landing just below her waist and again a navy blue jacket with white spots on shoulder and back and at sleeves on the top that was obviously unzipped, revealing the white buttons of her top. She looked pretty wonderful when she wore it after getting a warm shower. For some reason, she wasn't crying today. She played, "My heart will go on" while she showered and used the shampoo that a certain blunette liked in her hair. 'You smell so good…' She smiled as she remembered.

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Sipping her hot coffee, she watched the plain streets through the spaces between the steel rods of her balcony as the mild drizzle poured that didn't seem like it would turn into rain any moment.

Leaning further against the wall, she gazed the atmosphere of her room, lights switched off, darkness lit by the grey clouds, the silence invaded by the thunders of clouds, she accompanied by loneliness and nothingness around her. She concentrated on the drizzle that was intensifying a little; little did she know someone accompanying her loneliness.

A little creak of door turned her attention and she noticed the door opening just a little, letting more darkness come inside, along with the dust particles striding inside. The door stopped dead in its tract and from then didn't slide further.

She ignored the little intrusion, and focused back on the sky and the outside. Little did she know that she wasn't betrayed, her eyes didn't see anything fake, when they saw a certain blunette sauntering through the rainy streets looking down and the way they lead. Her eyes shimmered in shock and gratification, delectation rapturing her orbs. All that she was telling herself was that he is here! He is here! Her mind was blowing in excitement and blood rushing in her veins. Slowly he disappeared as he entered inside the building.

The same would happen to him when he visited her for the first time. His palpitations, the lift reaching up, dragoon anticipating, the rooms he was counting and reaching for her's. Everything was same except that he stopped just before he reached for her door. Watching it open unlike, he assumed he was on the wrong floor. He has forgotten, he thought to himself. Seeing the elevator not working, he took the stairway eventually reaching the terrace.

He smiled as he felt the rain pierce through his jacket and touching his torso. I want each drop to wet me to make my pain fade away. I want each drop that wet you to feel that I love you…

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Her eyes seemed to be deadpanned as the time passed and he dint showed up. The door didn't move even an inch. Getting anxious and fret panicked, she got up and ran outside; the door slamming against the wall with a good sound.

Her mind raced to various thoughts, and she anticipated till she ran. She got a strong feeling that he was upstairs, upwards, more up. The stairs seemed endless and dark, The grey light from the outside greeted her at each stop of the stairway, she swiveled carelessly holding the steel rim on the stairway and panting.

Silently through all the days that seemed like years
My heart ached 'cause you're not here
Took for granted you'd be there
I never showed I cared

You were taken far away
And now it's still not just too late
And fate couldn't seal my destiny

Her heaving receded when she flung open the half open door of the vast terrace, which seemed abandoned for a long time. The smell of the dust mixed with rain greeted her accompanied with a familiar face.

Tyson who was standing gazing at the sky, his back facing Hilary a moment ago, turned at the sound of the door thumping the wall. His gaze travelled from the half cracked grey black door to the brunette. She was panting still a little, her shoulders seeming to oscillate a little up and down along with her jacket. His little confused stare was replaced by a normal one when her weak gaze was understood by consistent staring, though her face didn't seem like she was angry, but more or less it seemed like she was here to congrats him for a beybattle he had won and went away from his friends.

They kept on staring for what it seemed like minutes, digesting the fact that they were standing right in front of each other.

"Uh," Tyson looked quickly and for briefly up at the sky and the rain had just started well.

"Tyson…" she whispered.

He didn't move even a bit, just kept on staring on her; her eyes looking at him one moment, and then down the other, closing the eyes and then opening again.

It's either now or never…

She thought about for a second. She walked towards him, feeling her jacket already wet and the water seeping in her top.

"You did come back after all." She finally said her voice clear and strong.

"Yeah, I value our friendship, I guess." He said immediately though in a calm tone.

"What did you want to say?" he asked.

"Mhmm…" she breathed in, seeing the sky roaring and shouting. Just say it! Say it already!

"I guess-"she felt the hot tears pouring out before she even said anything further. She swallowed, not wanting to cry. She looked at him, seeing his face not really wet by any raindrops.

"It's raining! Then why your face is not wet like mine! What have you done!" she cried, hiccupping for once.

He smiled softly and cupped her cheeks, mildly swiping her tears with his fingers. She freed her face from his hands harshly.

"Don't do that. Every time you touch, I'm just not the same!" she whimpered feeling her heart heavy with all the buried pain erupting and unfolding all and together.

Tyson just looked at her, accepting the fact that their little departure has greatly affected her mentally. He just doesn't want to make her more angry and sad than she already was.

"I'm sorry!" she wailed, "I've never understood you! It took you, leaving me till I concluded what my true feelings were there for you."

He gasped and his chest bounced uncomfortably, making him feel helpless and guilty. Even though I've not been wrong I still feel guilty for she's crying…

Hold me tightly when it's raining.

Hold me in the rain when it's too late.

Tell me, my words when I can't say it!

Wipe away my tears when my heart is tired.

I'm so tired, so lost, so faded.

All the rain couldn't wipe,

What I've felt and been through

I want to confess you before I die

Endless seemed this journey called blue

We have messed and unmessed endless

Still stand together erasing our mistakes

Help me and we together will be blessed

Let's stop together from our feeble relation breaking…

Hold me in the rain tight when I'm lonely

Hold me in the rain close because you are mine and only.

Hold me when I'm crying; my eyes 'becoming foamy.

Hold me in the rain, I've been feeling lowly.

"You don't know how much I've missed you when you were gone! You dint answer my texts, didn't lift my calls! You left me alone crying when you left, I was broken, but then why god keeps my heart keeps joining Tyson! Why!?" Hilary shrieked, tears falling on her blue top, sinking inside. "Why can't I hate you after so many times I've been hurt!" she held his shoulders and shook him vigorously, that faded to that of lifelessly.

"Maybe there's something you feel…" he said weakly in a low tone.

"Yeah, tell me. Tell me what I feel! I bet you're not wrong Tyson! I challenge to defeat in a beybattle if you guessed right." She yelled, her hands reaching his neck, shaking him lightly.

"You say, I don't know." He said swallowing and attempting to free himself from the grasp.

"I am tired Tyson; tired of everything since I moved on my own. This life just seems useless without a proper conclusion. I don't love kai for which you have left me!" she cried, her voice crying like a small girl whose mother passed away.

"What made you think that I left for something like that…" he said lightly looking away in shame.

"I know! I know everything! You just won't admit! Won't you! You would cry and yell when Max and Ray asked you, yell yourself in front of Kai on the hill. Sing for someone you love but you won't say to me! You are the freakish idiot I've ever seen! Pig headed blader!" she yelled openly at him letting the salty tears traverse down her neck and sinking inside.

"So you came to know everything huh?" he asked, his voice low, his eyes covered in dark bangs.

She cried, putting her forehead on his shoulder, leaning and sobbing, "I'm sorry…I'm very sorry! I know my apologies can never compensate all your lost time and the times I've hurt if I had and all the time you waited and dint say anything because you feared. Please forgive me! I don't want anything, anyone but you…don't leave me." She whined.

"Hey…" he whispered, "You want me to cry? So don't say that. I've long back forgiven you for everything. Just smile, I'm back now." His voice was shaking in tears.

"You promised me that you won't leave me! T-Then why did you break it?" she snapped angrily.

"Hmm…It was necessary, I guess. Maybe I can compensate?" he chuckled lightly, wiping his face.

"You can't! You can't compensate how I felt when you left me all alone!" she yelled loudly matching her voice with bolt speed rain falling. They were completely drenched from top to bottom and crying but standing still.

"You weren't alone. Kai, Max, ray and Kenny were there…" he wrapped his fingers lightly around her wrist.

"Hahaha, it took me some time to get de-addicted from my sedatives and all." She looked at him casually; pouting angrily like she would burst anytime, "But you!" she pointed her finger directly touching his nose tip, "You never taught me to get de-addicted from you! You never did!"

"This can't be true…" he murmured.

"This is the truth and you know it! You just doubted it!" she said sternly.

There was a silence and both of them stopped crying, while Hilary hiccupped periodically, rubbing her nose. They watched silently how the rain got filled on the rooftops of opposite buildings and fell through the exit pipes. Water gushed through the gutter pipes and it rained like cats and dogs. The leaves had drooped down, and the flowers seemed sad. The sky was grey and the wind was cold. Both the teens' jackets were drenched completely. They were soaked. Ever since he left her, it didn't rain; the days simply got cloudier waiting for his arrival. The ground of terrace was a little, though it seemed quite an unvisited place. There were log of trees piled up on one side which were sheltered in plastics. Their hair were soaked and dripping.

"You know," Hilary half-smiled, "Kai explained me why you left and I was almost shocked to bits hearing that from him…"

Tyson quirked an eyebrow, "What did he say?"

"You had left me for him, isn't it? And you were tired of probably 'us'." She shrugged with a heave. "That day when we met across the lonely streets, I had felt for you, something, and though that was true and I had come to confess you, literally, I just let go when I saw Kai then, and I bravely denied my true, short lived feelings."

He nodded, remembering the events and its aftermath.

"You know, you look so cute." He smirked," Dressed in all dark blue."

She smiled briefly, her blush fading away in the cold of breeze, "Thanks for the compliment." He let go, there will be still lot more times he would make her blush.

"You don't have to worry and think any more of what I'd felt for you. I thought they would never say you. I highly didn't expect that. We can just be friends, good ones; like we were. If that's how you feel comfortable and okay, it's alright." He said innocently, his orbs continually analyzing her expressions at the moment.

"And what about your feelings that you had for me, you just deny them?" her words shuddered as she looked at him with wide eyes. "Is it just fine to let go?"

"It's really not a problem. I'll forget it. It's absolutely fine." He sighed.

"You can't forget it, I know it!" she pouted angrily.

"I can!"

"You can't!"

"I can! I'm telling-"

"You don't have to Tyson!" she squealed right in front of his face, "You don't have to. . ." her voice lowered softly and genuinely.

"You simply can't let go of your true feelings what you've felt and held back for so many days." She whispered in sniffles, her nose mere centimeters from his. He gasped a little, she was so close.

"And what's that you are holding back?" he said closing in a husky voice, his breath warming over her.

She lifted her hands and placed around his neck gently wrapping him, and brushed her lips in close proximity with his, "This is how I said I would confess…remember.." she said a light husky tone, kissing him deeply.

The last time it happened, he remembers himself initiating it and she almost lost her breath in a while. His body seemed to freeze and he remembered something.

His senses shook him and he wrapped her back once again, feeling her lips once again. They aren't strawberries for sure, but…more than that. He smirked lightly at the thought. Nonetheless, he focused on where he was right now and domineeringly plunged his mouth inside her pink cave feeling her inside. He held her tightly and continued wrestling with her tongue. He smiled in sheer pleasure when she moaned, and she was feeling herself that she wasn't doing anything but purely sucked by him. He enjoyed the battle when she couldn't fight him easily and teased her a little by biting her lower lip. After what is seemed like minutes, he slowly moved back, gasping for breath while she avoided coughing.

"Are you alright?" he asked, still gasping for breath.

"Seems so." She coughed, "Y-You almost took me."

"That's because you started it and I always ends it." He smirked playfully.

She blushed florid, "We are soaked, and we should go now." Her nose quivered as she was about to sneeze.

"Caught a cold huh?"

"Uhm, maybe." She shrugged.

"Then c'mon!" he laughed sheepishly, "Let's go my princess!" He lifted her in bridal style feeling her weight lighter than before.

"Hey, what are you doing!" she looked at him in sarcastic horror.

"Taking my princess majesty." He smirked with a chuckle quickly coming, "You are drenched to bits."

"So are you." She asserted reasonably, "I'm shocked you lift me so easily. I'm not a play doll Tyson."

"Ooi, uh, but you are my doll." He leaned his head towards her a little so she heard him, as they walked, heading to the mouth of the terrace, the exit.

"Uhmm, so sweet, I can smell you Hilary, literally." He sniffled closer.

"Yeah, that's the shampoo; the one you like." She rolled her eyes.

"No, I mean I can smell you, not the shampoo." He chuckled lightly. "The rain has revealed the real you, the purer one." He bit his lower lip controlling his laughter.

"Oh wow." She sarcastically commented, resisting the blood rush to her cheeks

"Ah, this stairs seems endless Hils. Is your room still not here?" he asked her, looking around. The stairway was still grey dark, but as they headed further, the glass panels greeted them with golden light, "Finally some sunshine."

"You can't bear me, there's a long way. You can put me down." She smirked triumphantly.

"Oh, there's no way you are getting away from my hold today." He held her tighter. "You're mine."

"I know my prince!" she laughed.

With that, he climbed down, counting the stairs along with her, his love finally with him, his dream coming true- getting the girl he had always wanted, who would love him back endless…And as for Hilary, she had finally chose the right guy and confessed her feelings and all her worries were going to bid her adieu since Tyson was with her from now on.

The sky had stopped raining, the grey clouds were slowly moving away and the sunshine was marking its way, except that they were heavily soaked, and need a drying. The streets were beginning to clear, the leaves had stopped wildly swaying and the fresh scent of sand and water was also fading…

~I couldn't fight the destiny. I had carved you and I've got you finally and today, I felt like I've been victorious. I treasure you because the road to our successful relationship was long and traversed with thorns and pain. It hasn't been that easy.

The End.