Witch-Bitch
Disclaimer: Only the strangers herein are mine.
1st Warning: this is complete AU.
Author's 1st Note: I am using the first Beyblade Kai for this story (first series), not G-Force or Evolution, although I may use outfits, emotions and other things from my glimpses of the other series.
Author's 2nd Note: for the stories sake, I have made Kai, Rei, Mariah, Becky, Louise, Tessa and Ricky (the last 4 are MINE) all seniors. Any other characters that eventually show up in the story, I will let you know their age and grade pertaining to the storyline.
Note on Fonts:
Bold- definitions, TBC, Text (Mobiles/Cell phones, Books, Signs, etc)
Italic- present thoughts, dreams, emphasis, lyrics, memories
Chapter 10: High & Dry
His POV
"Becky, did you and Rei get into a fight this morning?" Mrs. Kristine asked her daughter at the dinner table. "he ran out of here like a swarm of wasps was after him." I almost choked on the mouthful of pasta I had just swallowed.those two? Fighting? I glanced over at Becky, who was absently playing with her food. I noticed how little she had eaten. Maybe that's a sign? She abruptly dropped her fork.
"I don't feel so good. I'm gonna have an early night," she said before standing up and leaving the table. I heard her going up the stairs, but continued eating. There was something more going on here. I had never known of those two fighting, least of all of Rei over Becky: he had a protective streak running the diameter of the earth and back over Becky. What on earth could they have fought about, if it was a fight? I thought to myself while her parents continued chatting over me. Would it have anything to do with what I think I heard through my passed-out state?
"…what have I DONE?what have I done!" maybe.
As I finished helping Mrs. Kristine with the dishes, she called me back from the kitchen door.
"Kai, would you please give this to Becky?" she asked, handing me a bottle of effervescent tablets. I nodded, said good-night, and then walked up to our rooms. I didn't go in from my room, I had already violated that privilege, if it had even been an option. Why do you have to be such a goddamn mystery, Rebecca Kristine? i stopped outside her door. I could feel my fingers twisting the bottle in my palm. I gritted my teeth and knocked three times. I heard a thump and the creaking of floorboards.
"just a minute!" she called from inside. Was it just me or did she actually sound sick? Her voice had barely come through, it sounded like it had even cracked. Then I heard the water running in the bathroom. I felt a rock drop in my stomach at the sudden comprehension. She opened the door before I could get the hard feel of realization off my face. She glared at me through faint red-rimmed eyes.
"what do you want, Kai? I'm trying to sleep," she asked icily. Her voice was faint. Her face was drained of blood, paler than usual. "Kai?" she asked again, weary this time.
"here," I said, holding out the tablets, "your mom told me to give you this." She glanced down at them, not comprehending, then took them. Her fingers brushed mine but she barely even noticed. Just as she was closing the door, I put my hand on the wood and held fast. I felt very uncharacteristic at this point.
"Becky, is anything up?" her face was turned from mine, but I could see a muscle flex in her cheek.
"no," she barely answered. I held the door for a minute more and then let it go. As the door closed, I saw a drop of water slowly trickle down her cheek.
Her POV
This is what I felt: I felt utterly void of anything. i guess I was numb. I turned over and looked at my glowing clock: it read twelve, obviously PM. Mom and dad were already in bed, I heard them setting the alarm. Kai was probably asleep too. Rei too…
I felt my chest hitch, and my brain switching to crying mode. No! I don't want to give in! I gulped back the heave in my throat, clutching teddy to my chest, curling around her. I was sick of this! I hated him! how could he have done this to me, how could he have run away when everything he had done and said so much… why Rei, why? you stupid bastard, why did you do it? I didn't deserve anything like that… I shoved my face into the pillow so kai wouldn't hear me, it was a choice between humiliation and self-asphyxiation. I chose not to breathe.
But after I felt the material becoming sopping wet, and like there were locked doors in my nose and throat, I had to turn over, and thankfully I had stopped oozing water from my eyes. I stared up at the faintly glowing fan. I could feel a headache coming on.
"come on!" I exclaimed hoarsely to myself. "I will not be an emotional idiot!" I pulled myself up and wiped my eyes with the tips of my sleeves. I stared at the door, blankly. I wasn't thinking at all now, but I was wide awake. I felt breath escape me. I stood up and tucked teddy back into bed, pulling the covers up to her chin.
His POV
I woke up to the sound of the TV, just the whine of it being on. I blinked at the ceiling then pulled my wrist up to eye level. One AM. I let it fall back on the covers. Goosebumps raced up my arm at the cold chill of the morning hit my bare skin.
Why was the TV on? I looked at the door, trying to ignore my only thought. I tried to tune it out, turning over in the bed, pulling the covers over my head. My head still pounded from this morning, but the pills the doc gave me were making a sort of clear haze in my head.
"enough already Kai!" I snapped at myself, muffling myself against the sheets. I shoved the blankets off and grabbed my sweater. I shuffled to the door, cracking it open. The TV was on low and the only light shining from the TV lounge. I slipped out, edging along the wall till I got into the lounge.
Becky was huddled into one corner of the couch, a blanket so wrapping her that it hooded over her head and barely showed her face. A small teapot that was still full and steaming was standing on the table in front of her with a half-full mug. The TV was playing something with Jodie Foster in a bonnet.
"aren't you supposed to be asleep?" I heard myself say. She glanced up at me, the blanket sliding down to her shoulders. Her face glowed unhealthily in the screen light.
"can't sleep. What's your excuse? Oh, right, headache," she said, pointing to her skull, before turning back to the screen, reaching for her mug. I kept standing, watching her as she drank. She seemed…blank.
"quit staring. Just come and watch if you want to," she told me. I moved to the single but she scooted over even more. I hesitated. This was a boundary that she was asking me to cross. This was something that would affect everything from now on. Was I willing to chance it? I could just see Tala's expression in my head, his one of 'what the hell are you thinking?'. I sat down, folding my legs on the table. she gestured with the mug to the pot.
"I didn't bring another one; didn't know I was going to be hosting." I felt that I shouldn't refuse the offer, and besides, it was cold up here. I poured myself a cup, wrapping both my hands around the ceramic warmth. I took a sip, not expecting such a bittersweet taste that was so enticing. I liked it. I glanced back to Becky and suddenly remembered the tear trickling down her cheek last night.
My hands held onto the mug as my thoughts spun. Why had she been crying? What did Rei do to her? why was everything suddenly breaking out of the routine that I was used to, that I had made and kept going for all these years? I reached my hand out to her. I brushed my still-warm fingers across her cheek, stopping as they curled around her cheek. She turned towards me slowly, her eyes staring down at my fingers.
Her POV
"Kai, what are you trying to do?" He pulled away from me, turning his eyes to the shadows on the wall.
"I'm just trying to understand you," he said. He looked back at me. "Becky, what are you trying to do? I don't get you, I've never got you," he said hurriedly. I blinked at him: I didn't understand.
"why did you hurt yourself like that?" I froze, my mind flashing back to that night, that night-
"you tricked me," I replied. His eyes widened.
"what?" he asked disbelievingly. I tried to move away from him but there was no more room for me to move in.
"don't you remember? You asked me to that dance; you said that you would like it if I came, especially with you." his mouth worked at trying to say something.
"Becky, I didn't-"
"you picked me up with a bunch of other guys and girls. It was a whole party. You paid no attention, you let the others stare at me and snicker behind their hands." I could feel heat building in my cheeks. Blood drained from his face.
"and then when we got there, you left me alone, alone with people I didn't know anymore, who had changed completely. I thought you had been teasing me before, that It was some kind of affection that you were trying to hide. I was stupid to even think like that, but I did! my best friend had just left and now I was all alone in the entire school. I had never connected with anyone else like the friendship I had with Ricky." I stood up from the couch, facing him with the blanket still around my arms.
"I believed you! I believed you when you said you wanted to be there with me, and then you totally crushed that small belief I had. And then, and then," I felt the tears build in my eyes and burst down my cheeks.
"I don't even remember what happened next! You fucked with my head so hard that all I remember is crying and running from you, running from those black eyes of your words, of your hatred, of everything. I remember closing a door, and…and…"
His face looked as if I had slapped him, but he spoke through it.
"you didn't close the door. You left it open." I froze. "you broke a mirror. You still had it your hand. I found you. I didn't know what to do. And you just kept on whispering, your voice going as you faded, you kept on saying it over and over again. And I knew it was my fault." He looked up at me, his eyes brimming with tears.
"because you kept on repeating those words. Those words that I couldn't remember till now, those that I told you," he said while getting to his feet. He walked to me, staring down into my eyes.
" 'You are nothing. You can give nothing. Therefore, you can't have love, especially not mine' over and over, your voice falling. Even when I shook you, you wouldn't stop saying them!" he said angrily, his hands gripping my shoulders suddenly.
"but they weren't true, what I said was something that I didn't believe, in anyone, especially you! God, Becky, I don't know why I ever listened to them, I don't know now why I did! I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed, abruptly encircling me with his arms and holding me tight against his chest. His chest heaved as I stood stiff in his arms. And then, the tears falling again down my cheeks, I hesitantly put my arms around him and pressed my fingers into his back.
His POV
I looked from below, watching the wisps of their words trail out of the house, watching some links repair while others still remained broken.
Maybe forgiveness would be on its way. Soon.
I heard a loud crack.
PO: Thanks to Sly-Minx for breaking the creator's block on this chapter.
Rei: yeah, what'd you use: a sonic hammer or an ice-pick?