A/N: Sorry for abandoning this fic. I'd some free time today so I posted this. Thanks a lot to the previous reviewers. That means a lot! This chapter contains mild lime, so be alert. It's not that depth, but of course I've to say that. Little high ratings.
Hilary woke early in the morning, prepared his breakfast, dressed Lavinia and didn't even sit until they were gone.
She didn't speak to Kai except that she said 'bye' to him when he strode out. Internally, her heart was beating fats because he didn't even make any reaction. He seemed all of sudden so uncaring, and cold. That was so unlike him. She was sorta hurt.
After she pulled the door, she headed upstairs and rested on her bed. Her back was aching and she was getting a nausea feeling.
She didn't woke and went into a deep sleep.
Her conditions were almost worsening but she was unaware.
Salima was tired after working from the morning. She decided finally to take bath and cook something good for Tyson. He was at home today and it was quite rare he stayed. She went inside her room, and took out her shampoo from small rags outside. Grabbing some Palmolive body wash and her bath gown, she entered.
"Tyson, if you want something, just say it now." she asked politely.
"No." he replied typically.
She shrugged and went inside. Tyson was thinking about Hilary. He just wanted to get over her and move on in his life. Why was she so caught up in the past. He thought she might have even forgotten them. Kai was such a good guy. He dint do anything wrong to her. Why did she want someone who can't be her's?
His thoughts shifted to Sylvia. Her birthday was approaching, and he wanted to do something good on it. He wanted to be happy. he wanted his daughter to be the reason. He smiled thinking of her.
He remembered, " Dad, is something coming this month?"
"Yes darling, it's so precious. How can I forget?"
"Yay! I'm so happy!"
Hilary woke in the middle, getting an unusual strong feeling to get over that heavy feeling in her chest.
I need to go. I've to talk to Tyson. I'll be asking him once and for final. And if he doesn't want me, I'm ready to just kick it. But I'm not going to let go off so easily.
Her eyes were filling, heart beating, brows raising and she grabbed her purse, locked the door, pulled her car and drove to Tyson.
She wasn't driving at a mediocre speed, a little high it was. She could all the times they had together. It stated since she was small, maybe seven or six. They used to argue a lot, sometimes fight even, but he was sweet, caring. he protected her from all the bad guys in the class. He apologized her when he hurt her. He kept her boring life colorful and was the one who had partnered her in the snow-white play. He was the one who confessed her his undying love for her. Tears flowed from her eyes as she remembered them in the room that day, playing with ice cream, secret tryst in the study room, near the beach and so much. She wiped them all and her lips narrowed thinking of how they were cheated and separated.
"Aw, not everyone in the world has access to that ice cream on your lips!"
She smiled thinking of him. He'd always made her smile. She was missing him so much! How could he leave her so easily.
She reached his house and slowly strode in, not bothered even bit of Salima.
Salima was done showering. She strode out wrapped cutely in her cream bath gown, her hairs swinging around, they weren't dripping so far. Tyson rolled his eyes noting how childish she was yet. Like every time, she would rub some moisturizing cream on her neck and shoulders and manicuring her nails.
His gaze was following her and he was watching her with interest though most of the time, he never looked at her. Her gown was wrapped starting from below her arms till her knees, her neck and legs naked. She was feeling pretty cool after taking the fresh bath and was enjoying the present breeze for a moment. Little did she know Tyson was looking her.
As soon as he heard the voice of the car, he peeped out, Salima unaware, busy with her. His brows rose quickly and from the expressions of Hilary he saw through the large glass panel, he understood her motives for coming here, moreover she was without Kai. Fearing about Salima, he immediately formed an idea.
As soon as Salima closed the bottle of nail polish, he quickly got up and held her arm and pinned her to the wall.
"What are you doing?!" she asked, a little confused at his sudden actions.
"Shshhh." He whispered. His hand found its way to her neck and he placed his other palm against the wall. His mouth was nearing her neck and he began kissing her passionately all over, causing Salima to fluster first and surprise second.
He hardly has impulsively indulged in physical with her. It was just the second or third time since their marriage and that was before he got to know about her secret involvement of Hil's marriage.
His hand loosened her gown and she was worried.
"Tyson…" her voice was soft and desperate. "We should lock the door, Sylvia could come anytime."
"Don't worry." He whispered back. Her hormones were rising uncontrollably and her legs had become like jelly.
She unbuttoned his shirt and her hands crawled onto his muscular skin that she craved. She began rubbing fast and he continued sucking soft spots on her neck.
A little smirk caught his lower lip as he heard Hilary approaching upstairs. When she opened the door, her neutral, a little happy-nostalgic expressions were replaced with horror and surprise. She couldn't believe what she saw. To her, it was the biggest shock of her life.
Salima immediately noticed Hilary and she almost jumped out of her skin. She was quite frightened, though she didn't know why. Tyson didn't even turn to look at her. He shamelessly continued what he was doing.
Hilary was fighting back tears. She made a disgusting face before she trotted downstairs, her face filled with extreme despair and agony.
Tyson tried to stop Salima from going to Hilary, but she escaped his little grab and immediately headed down but she was already gone.
She went back inside her room and stared at Tyson who was standing near the same wall.
"Tyson! Stop her. You saw her, she was crying!"
Tyson dint answer. Instead he was playing with his fingers.
"Tyson! Are you even listening?" she yelled.
"Yes baby." He answered sarcastically.
"W-why didn't you stop her?" she stuttered.
"Why should I have?" he asked confidently.
"Because she was hurt!" she replied impulsively.
"Oh, so you care" he said mocking her meaning exactly what she thought.
She felt her heart drop. Why was he doing this? One minute before, he was just getting with her and the other minute, he'd turned down Hilary. What was this all about? Were they playing with her…like she did? Were they avenging her to get together back?
With that, she could feel her heart aching and the nostalgia coming. She felt sad and looked down.
"You didn't mean anything what you did me now. Isn't it?" she asked, her voice dangerously low. "It was on purpose."
He looked at her immediately after those words.
She was crying. The silent tears.
"You don't have to cry." He said casually, but inside he was feeling bad and a little guilty.
"I'm sorry…once again. But I really loved you! And if you're not ready to accept me, don't want to get physical or anything, I'm ready. I accept you, however you are. Just please, don't cheat me. I know you probably don't even like me or want to live with me, you're just perhaps feeling helpless! " Her voice was breaking; she had tears flowing freely on her cheeks. With that, she grabbed her clothes and rushed into the bathroom.
Tyson felt extremely rueful, he got up to catch with her but she was already gone.
"Salima, open the door. We need to talk!" He knocked the door several times but all he could hear was her fainting sounds of sobs.
So this is it. I hope you liked the chapter. Tell me of what you think. I feel bad for Salima now, and I wish Hilary could get back with Kai. I will post the next chap as soon I'll be free. Do review till then.