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Okay, here's the next chapter of "Two Loves, One Heart". Took long enough, didn't it? Well, first of all, lack of interest (and reviews) has caused it, and on the other part, my computer has been busted since May or March or whatever...anyway, here's the next chapter, and I hope you will review it!
Time to answer reviewers questions! (First time to do this, but I gotta explain stuff...)
Kendo Baby - Yeah, Hilary's a bit more aggressive in the show, I agree. I'm gonna make her more aggressive in the upcoming chapters. She's still an overall nice person, though. Like Tohru. Well, as for the whole Hilary acting like Tohru, I really don't know how that happened. I guess I was just in a whole Fruits Basket phase or whatever and the characterizations of Hilary and them became based on that. But they won't act like this forever. I hope to have character development come out of this whole story, like Hilary becoming less passive and more...you know. Hee hee. Glad you're enjoying the story!
Sweet Ayaka - Well, Abby is one of those people who is shy when you first meet them, and then they open up later on. (I know I'm kinda like that) And she is a redhead, so that temper... (no offense to redheads, haha.) Again, glad you're enjoying the story!
hil2378 - Thanks for the review, you're my most recent reviewer in a while! I'm glad you like the story. And, no, Tala and Abby are not siblings. Just thought I had to clear that up. Hee hee. I have better things in store for those two.
Oh, how I love my reviewers!
Remember, when the next chapter comes out depends on how many reviews I get! (Hehe, bribery, I love it!) Nah, just joking, but I AM a review hog, so just take that into account. LOL.
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Two Loves, One Heart
Chapter Eight: She's a Rebel
"If she gave a damn, more people would like her."
"I think she's stuck up her own ass."
"Shh! She'll hear you, Mimi!"
"Oh, quit it, she's got her headphones on, as usual."
Fierce, emerald orbs stared down the girls as she removed the headphones from her ears and stopped, towering over the two preppy girls who were talking shit.
"Now look what you did, Mimi!"
"Would you quit being a baby, Sara!"
"Ya know, I might be an outcast by your standards, but I'm not deaf." The girl growled, shoving her way past the two aforementioned people. Before she walked away, she cocked her head back at the two and said, "Stay out of my way, or else," She started to leave the two in her wake, but rethought it, "because I don't appreciate being called names."
As the girl walked away, she could hear the exasperated sighs of Mimi and Sara behind her. They sounded relieved and she even heard one girl say, "That Julia sure is intense!"
A smirk graced the lips of the retreating figure.
At least they knew not to mess with Julia Fernandez.
"Abby?"
"Here."
"Hilary?"
"Here."
"Kai?"
"Here."
"Julia?" Mrs. Uryuu's dull, brown eyes scanned the classroom through thin wire framed glasses, only to find no trace of said girl. "How many days has that girl missed? She's going to fail if she keeps this up." She sighed in disappointment. "Such a shame."
"Oi, Teach'," A rough, informal voice came from the doorframe, "I'm here."
"Oh, Julia, glad you could join us." The history teacher somewhat welcomed the delinquent into the classroom.
"Don't pretend you're glad to see me when you're not," Julia snapped, "I know you think I'm a nuisance." Julia walked swiftly over to her seat, which was just across from Hilary's. "So just shut up and let me be."
Not one wanting to incite a confrontation, the gray haired woman pushed her glasses up onto her nose in embarrassment and turned to the board. "T-Today's lesson is on...A-Ancient Ma-Mayan Cul...ture..."
Hilary looked in outright curiosity at the girl sitting across from her, who was just placing her headphones into her ears. She studied the girl, wondering why she was acting this way.
Julia Fernandez had two-toned hair. Her bangs were an honey blonde color and graced her forehead rather messily and unkempt. The rest of her hair was a richer, chocolate brown that reached down to her waist and swirled around her hips. She didn't wear the required uniform, but instead wore casual clothes. She wore a plain black long sleeved shirt that hugged her form tightly and a pair of baggy camouflage pants that hung from her hips. Emerald green orbs looked around the classroom and finally landed on Hilary, who had got lost in her assessment of the unknown girl.
"What do you want?" Julia growled dangerously, yanking out one of her headphones from her ear and glaring at her.
"My name's Hilary Tatibana," Hilary countered Julia's scowl with a smile, "I just heard the song you were listening to and recognized it. You like My Chemical Romance?"
"Why else would I be listening to them, idiot?" Another snarl.
Hilary narrowed her eyes, "No need to be mean about it." She replied, feeling her temper boil.
Julia refocused her eyes on the brunette girl, "What was that?"
"You heard me."
Julia just smirked and turned her head to face the board. As the familiar lyrics to "The Ghost of You" filled her subconsious, she thought, Yeah...that's it. Just hate me like everyone else. I don't need friends. I never did.
Never...
Those eyes. Those threatening eyes seemed to have a story behind them.
Hilary wanted to know that story. So, she looked at her partner for the current baking assignment and began, "Kai?"
The Hiwatari heir looked down at the brunette young woman, "What is it?"
"Um...you know that girl...that came in late during second period?" Hilary asked, trying not to sound bothersome.
"What about Julia?" Kai asked, obviously knowing where this conversation was going, quirked an eyebrow at the ruby eyed girl.
"What's her problem?" Hilary glared, looking Kai straight in the eyes. "I was just trying to make friendly conversation with her and she snapped! I don't get it!"
Kai sighed as he began stirring a bowl of cookie dough. "She's...just different. You know this is a private school, right? Well, we have so many preps who stereotype everything and...apparently, that's what they did to Julia."
"What do you mean?"
Kai sighed and began to open his mouth, but was cut off by Abby, "Hilary, Julia was called every name in the book when she first got here." She began, "No one would talk to her because she was different."
The slate haired man looked at Abby, then to Hilary and sighed, "You know how Samantha and Queen have been treating you lately? That's how they treated Julia when she first came to Meio."
"Didn't she have any friends?" Hilary asked, trying to find some answer in Kai's wine depths, who remained emotionless as he shook his head.
"The name calling wasn't where it stopped, though," Kai replied, setting the bowl on the counter, "They played cruel pranks on her and everything...spread rumors, things of that sort."
"So she..." Abby continued, her own green orbs looking into Hilary's ruby ones. But these green orbs were different than Julia's, they were sympathetic, kind, understanding, not cruel, cold, and mean. "She shut everything out. Became a tough girl. Everyone fears her now...yet they don't say sorry for any of the cruel things they've done to her." The red haired girl pushed some bangs from her face, "Julia doesn't trust anyone...because of what they have done to her."
Ruby orbs wavered in concern, "But...if she doesn't have any friends...then what is keeping her going? Her family?"
"Her family is very busy most of the time, not having even the time of day to look after her." Abby replied, "She is basically alone when she gets home. Her mother is in business and her father works offshore." The red haired girl sighed, "It's sad...I feel for her, really I do..."
"How do you know so much, Abby, Kai?" Hilary looked to each person as she said their name. "About this and all..."
"My father's a businessman who is in touch with a lot of gossip." Kai replied, running a hand through his slate locks, "All the gossip happens to be true with Julia."
Hilary looked as if she understood, and then a bright smile came over her features as she giggled happily.
"What is it?" Kai asked, quirking an eyebrow once more at the short haired girl.
She clenched a fist in determination, "I'm gonna be her friend! I don't care how mad she gets or even if she beats me up! I'm gonna befriend her!"
Kai looked dumbfounded at the girl's sudden optimistic outlook, "Uh..."
And the laughter of Hilary resonated like a clear bell throughout the classroom.
"Yup! I'm gonna go sit by her and then we'll talk and then we'll become friends!" A childlike gleam in Hilary's eyes sparked as she clenched her fist once more in the utmost resoluteness.
Mariah closed her eyes and sighed, "Ya know, Hilary, some things just aren't this easy..." She opened her amber colored orbs and glanced around to where Hilary used to be.
Used to be.
"Damn it, Hilary..." Mariah murmured as she watched Hilary walk over to Julia, who was busily snacking on some chips. "Moron."
"Good afternoon, Julia!" Hilary chirped, smiling brightly, plopping herself down right in front of the rust haired girl.
Julia looked at the girl and rolled her eyes, "What do you want?"
"I just thought we could talk and be friends!" Hilary's optimistic nature beamed outward like a ray of light almost. "I mean, you seem like a nice person and - "
"Feh," Julia scoffed, tossing the bag of chips into the trash can across from her, "Nice. How naive are you to be calling me nice?"
"Well, I - "
"After our encounter this morning, I thought I'd given you the impression that I'd rather be left alone." The dangerous eyes of Julia glanced over to the innocent, ruby ones of Hilary. "Maybe you'd take the hint, if you know what's good for you."
Hilary's eye twitched. "What?"
"Heh, in your words, 'You heard me'." Julia got up to leave, but was stopped when Hilary's slender hand gripped her wrist.
"I don't understand how you would rather be alone than be around people." Hilary kept her firm grim on Julia's wrist, not wanting to let the taller girl go. "I understand that people picked on you when you were new here, Kai told me, and I just wanted to try and be your friend! To make you not feel alone anymore!" Ruby orbs pleaded with the emerald ones in front of her, which seemed to be stained with a feeling other than hatred.
Pain.
Why was there a pain-stricken look on her face?
And why was there something strange about her expression?
"Let go of me, Tatibana!"
Julia yanked her arm from Hilary's desperate grasp and swiftly walked off, as if she had something to hide.
Mariah rushed over, running past the moody girl in the process, and stopped when she got to the brunette girl's side, "Are you alright, Hilary? That didn't look pretty...ya know, what happened and all."
"She...looked like a hurt child when I grabbed her..." Hilary stared in the distance.
"What?" The pink haired teen questioned, a brow lifted in wonderment.
Hilary's optimistic mood was broken by the unwillingness of Julia to become her friend.
She wasn't going to give up on her, though, the brunette still believed she could win Julia over if she tried hard enough.
"I...don't know what I can..." Hilary's breath caught in her throat when she looked down at her hand. Without even finishing her sentence, she ran off in Julia's direction, calling her name every now and then, searching for her.
She heard Mariah shout after her, "Hilary, what are you doing?"
"I gotta find Julia!" Was Hilary's only reply, "See ya in sixth period, Mariah!"
"She is not my girlfriend!" Tyson roared, but then looked out the window as well, wondering himself why exactly Hilary would be searching out Julia of all people. The two names in a sentence together seemed to not meld well at all. He couldn't imagine the two girls in a friendship together...but, then again, he was talking about Hilary.
And, out of curiosity, Tyson ran out the doors of the lunchroom and to where Hilary was.
"Denial ain't just a river in Egypt, Tyson, my friend." Mako mused smirkingly.
She heard footfalls behind her and spun around, "Jul - Tyson?"
The bluenette smiled, "The one and only." He said self-importantly, crimson eyes grinning at her warmly. "So what's this about Julia?"
Hilary looked at Tyson, "How did you - ?"
Tyson jabbed a finger in the direction of the lunchroom, which was far away by now. The two were in the parking lot, searching for the Fernandez girl, who could not be found anywhere. "My friend saw you rushing around, shouting for Julia, and I decided to see what was up."
Hilary looked downtrodden.
"I saw what happened this morning between you and her." Tyson admitted, scuffing a tennis shoe on the pavement, "I guess...did something escalate from there?"
"No...I just...wanted to be her friend and she..." Hilary looked down at her hand once more. The hand she had used to grasp Julia's arm so tightly that was now...
The crimson eyed boy took notice of Hilary's hand and a worried look befell his boyish features, "Hilary, did she hurt you?"
"No..."
"Well, why is your hand covered in blood?" Tyson shouted, roughly grabbing Hilary's wrist and looking at the palm of one of her small hands. "If you're trying to protect her when she had hurt you, then don't! If she ever - "
"No, Tyson," Sad, emotional ruby orbs looked up at Tyson, "It's not my blood."
"So, what does that mean?" The Granger boy had calmed down, and not totally released his grasp from Hilary's wrist. For some reason, he didn't want to.
"I grabbed Julia's wrist tightly when she got up to leave..." Hilary said, looking down to where Tyson held his grip on her own wrist. "She looked to be in pain, and then jerked herself away from me and...then I saw blood on my hand and staining the sleeve of her shirt."
Realization hit Tyson and he gave an almost inaudible gasp, "You mean she..."
"I may be wrong, but I'm pretty certain that she..." Hilary didn't seem to want to finish the sentence and she began to cry, the tears welled in her eyes and slid down her porcelain cheeks, making a wet trail along the surface.
And without thinking at all, Tyson embraced the brunette girl in his arms, as if becoming her protector.
Tyson brushed her hair with one hand, while the other embraced her tenderly, holding her at the small of her back. "It'll be okay, Hilary. Just, when you get home, sleep on it."
"Thanks, Tyson."
She had been rolling around town for the past hour, just browsing things that were still new to her in this town. The brunette haired girl had a lot on her mind and was trying to sort it all out.
The wind brushed against her uniform skirt, causing it to fly around her thighs. I can't stop thinking about Julia...I wish I could get through to her...
Then, Hilary had an idea. Murmuring under her breath, she formed a plan, "I could stop by and give Kai a visit...he always knows what's going on and..."
She didn't admit the next part. She didn't want to, but it ended up finding a place in her subconscious.
...and...I kinda want to see him...
And, then, for some unknown reason, Tyson's words flashed through her mind.
"It'll be okay, Hilary."
He said those words with such tenderness, such sincerity...
She didn't know why she felt guilty.
Hilary shook her head, her locks whirling around her face and neck as she did so. "To Kai's it is!" She exclaimed, pumping a fist in the air with enthusiasm, causing several people to stare at her as if she were crazy.
And she turned in the direction of the Hiwatari Mansion and rolled along the sidewalk.
It only took her a few minutes to arrive at her destination, yet she was surprised she remembered where the large estate was actually located. It would have been terrible if she had managed to get herself lost in an unfamiliar area, and she almost scolded herself for taking such a risk. But she made it, and no one was lost in the process.
The large mansion seemed to welcome her, although it did look a bit intimidating compared to her humble apartment. Her lips curved into a warm smile as she used a key that Kai had given her previously to open the gates that led into the driveway, which connected to the garage.
"I don't think I'll ever get used to this." Hilary mumbled as she glided through the passageway, slipping the metal key into her pocket.
Hilary skated around for a few minutes, looking for any signs of the handsome Hiwatari. After looking for a while longer, she sighed and settled to just drift around the courtyard.
"Hey, Hilary," A smooth voice said, shaking her out of her reverie.
Hilary turned around only to be met with a pair of ice blue eyes, "Oh, hey, Tala!" She smiled brightly at the red haired Russian.
Tala smirked and brought a hand up to run casually through his fiery locks, "I assume you're looking for Kai."
"Um, well, you're good at guessing!" Hilary laughed lightly, rolling over to him.
But as soon as Hilary was close enough to him, she realized he was dripping wet and his shirt was off, revealing his muscular, well-sculpted chest. He wore a simple pair of blue swim trunks. "Oh, um..." She looked down, flustered.
"Ha, don't get so flushed. It's a natural thing. You see, me and Abs were - "
"DON'T SPREAD YOUR LIES, VALKOV!"
Abby stood, huffing and puffing in front of Hilary and Tala, who looked as if he were a kid with his hand caught in the cookie jar.
Tala closed his eyes and raised his hands up in a defeated manner, "It was just a joke, Abs!"
"Ha. Ha." Abby, who was also in her swimsuit, said, narrowing her eyes in a deadly manner. "We were just swimming!"
"Max is no where to hear this, Abs. Because we all know - "
"ASSHOLE!"
CLONK!
And Tala was left with a giant lump on his head, with Abby stomping off in a huff. "Damn, that girl has an arm." He rubbed the area where Abby had assaulted him with one of the folding chairs by the pool. Ice blue eyes looked off into the distance for a moment, sadly, then they focused back onto Hilary's stunned form. "I'll go apologize to her," Tala laughed haughtily, walking off. Then, over the shoulder, he commented, "Kai is at the tennis court, by the way."
Hilary smiled, "Thanks, Tala."
And she began to skate off in search of the wine eyed boy.
She found him just a while later at the tennis court, hitting a tennis ball across the court to his opponent, Samantha. "Hey, Kai!" She chimed brightly.
The slate haired teen turned around and smiled, "Oh, Hilary," He smiled, "What brings you here?"
Hilary laughed, "I dunno. Just felt like seeing you - " She stopped herself mid-sentence. She gathered her thoughts and made a reply, " - y-your ROSES!" The brunette laughed nervously, scratching the back of her head sheepishly, "Yes, your roses are very beautiful!"
"Those are sunflowers, Hilary."
"Oh, so they are!" Hilary giggled.
Kai smiled.
"What do you want?" growled Samantha, who was glaring icily toward her sworn nemesis, "If you're trying to seduce Kai again, it's not going to work, because he's perfectly happy with moi!"
Hilary sent her a glare back, "I just came here to hang out for a while, if that's okay."
"No, it most certainly isn't." Samantha replied with sheer ferocity.
"She can hang out if she wants." Kai put Samantha in her place. "It is my house, if you hadn't noticed."
Samantha gasped as big, fake crocodile tears streamed their way down her face, "WAHH! Kai, you really do hate me!"
And the blonde woman ran off, squealing all the way into the mansion, where she slammed the door so loud, birds flew off of the tree branches, thinking it to be a gunshot.
Kai turned toward Hilary, resting the racket on his shoulder, throwing a tennis ball up in a casual, repeated manner, "You wanna play a game?"
Her eyes widened at his forwardness, but then smiled, realizing this a chance for them to be closer. She then thought of this odd, that being able to be close to him made her happy...she didn't know why...
But, nonetheless, she shook the thought from her mind and grinned back, "I'd love to."
And she meant it.
Damn it...
She hadn't even known the brunette girl for long, but she knew she wasn't as dumb and innocent as she let on.
Julia had seen the look in Hilary's eyes when she felt her wet, crimson blood stain her fingers. She might not have known what it was at the time, but the Tatibana girl looked as if she knew something was wrong.
And there was.
The silent girl slid the sleeve of her shirt up, revealing an assortment of scars littered along her wrist. Her other arm was the same way. The newest wound was just below the palm of her hand, in a most vital spot. It was bleeding badly, and all because of that girl.
That girl.
"Tatibana..." She growled the girl's name like it was venom on her tongue, letting the delicate syllables roll as she spoke. Julia looked at the clock, realizing it to be four fifteen. School had let out an hour ago, but she had skipped the last two classes that followed lunch, as to avoid any questions that she knew were coming from the ruby eyed innocent.
The russet haired woman glared as she remembered the optimistic brunette's words.
"I just thought we could talk and be friends!"
So what if Hilary wanted to be friends with her.
She would just turn out like everyone else and spread rumors...talk about her behind her back...
...shun her...
No one had ever bothered to get close to Julia, not even her own mother.
No one cared.
No one gave a damn if she lived or died.
No one cared.
That was why she walked into the bathroom across the hall.
That was why she took the razorblade in her hand and glided it swiftly across the already opened wound, slicing deeper into her wrist, so deep that the blood loss made her feel dizzy.
End it...
She slashed her other wrist and the crimson liquid sloshed to the boards.
That's the solution.
Her eyebrows were knitted together in sheer pain.
This will be the last pain I ever experience.
Dizziness clouded her thoughts, it consumed her.
Julia stumbled into the living room, blood trailing from her wrists, down the palm of her hands, and trickled to the floor, leaving bloody trails from the bathroom to the den. Blurred vision examined her surroundings as she barreled around the very large room. She knocked over a vase in the process, the elegant glass shattering on the hardwood floor.
The shards of glass tore at her bare feet, causing them to become bloodied as well.
She didn't care.
She would be gone soon, anyway.
The russet haired girl tripped over her own feet and landed on her knees, too weak to do anything about it.
A self-pitying smirk graced her features as she fell the rest of the way, landing on her stomach, body pressed against the wood.
Drip, drip, drip...
Finally, another chapter done! It took me what seems like forever to finish this one! I hoped you enjoyed it verily.
And yes, our beautiful, angsty Julia was introduced in this chapter. I would love to share with you what will happen in the future, but that will ruin the next chapter, which is full of drama-goodness!
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