Hilary slammed the door behind her as she stormed out of the mansion for the third time that week. She quickly made her way down the path and out the front gate. As the cold air began to hit her, she tightened her coat around her petite body.
He is just so...ugh! She, if possible, began walking even faster towards the park she always went to when she was angry. Her and Kai hadn't been living together for more than a few months and they were already fighting all the time!
It was either money problems, or how "she was never around", or his hesitancy to show emotions, or her relationship with his best friend, Tala. Oddly enough, she liked the arguing more than the shut down. Sometimes, when they had a huge blowout, they wouldn't speak for hours...Or even look at each other for that matter. This usually ended up in an even more heated argument a few hours later.
Their money problems weren't really problems...per say. Usually, instead of the duo making up, Kai would go out and buy an expensive piece of jewelery. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate the gesture, but she always felt like she was taking advantage of him. When she mentioned this, he would get angry about how she was "being ungrateful" as he worded it. Then she would respond with a "you're trying to buy my love", which resulted in a death glare from Kai and another huge blowout.
Her never being around on the other hand...Well, it wasn't entirely wrong. Kai had inherited serious cash from his grandfather ontop of him being a world famous beyblader. Hilary, on the other hand, was an average girl, lacking money and class. Her parents didn't have a lot of money and there wasn't a lot to leave to her after they passed. And of course, living in Kai's huge mansion wasn't great for her self-esteem, which is why she busied herself with 2 jobs.
Well, one job. Today, she was fired from her job at the Russian Embassy as a Japanese translator for no apparent reason. When they were on better terms, Kai had taught her fluent Russian.
Her loss of a job was actually the cause of their fight. She told him she was going to go job hunting tomorrow and he turned livid.
"I don't understand why it's so important to you! I make enough money for the both of us!"
"That's the point, Kai! You pay for everything! It's not fair to you!" Hilary insisted.
"It's not like money's an object!"
"It is to me!"
"Because I never had any! You think money is nothing because you always had it and never had to worry about it, but I feel like I'm taking advantage of your wealth! Just because you can afford it doesn't mean you should have to pay for everything!"
"But I don't care about the money!"
"Of course you don't! Because you don't care about anything!"
She knew it was a low blow, but sometimes she felt that way...That was another reason for the pair's constant fighting. Kai's reluctancy to show emotions. If one person were comparing Kai and Hilary, she would be the fierce attitude to his lack thereof. One could say she felt too much. Passion, anger, sadness, happiness...All these feelings she felt deep.
It was either fire or ice with Kai. He was either indifferent or stone cold. There was no extreme or in between. The only time she ever saw his true emotions was when they fought and they were always negative...Anger, jealousy, pride, condescension...
She had no idea what attracted her to the slate-haired blader. Maybe it was the bad boy thing... Maybe it was the money...Maybe it was the fact that he was fucking hot...Who knew?
And then there was Tala. When Hilary moved to Russia to be with Kai, she didn't really have an opinion on the redhead, but as she began to see more and more of him at parties and other gatherings, she began to grow a fondness for the over-emotional blader. He was the fire to Kai's ice. She wondered why the pair got along so well...She also appreciated the irony of the fact that her best friend was also Kai's best friend. Whenever she went over to Tala's, she could forget all about Kai and his moodiness. Tala made her feel like a real person as opposed to a trophy.
Maybe that was why Kai was so jealous. Tala had no clue about his best friend's envy, of course. Hilary never talked about Kai when they were together and Tala didn't pry.
She groaned and plopped down on her favorite bench. The bench had a perfect view of the "couples bridge". The bridge, which had a spectacular view of the park and river below it, was famous for proposals, declarations of love, and first kisses. Watching the bridge usually helped Hilary cool down after a brawl, but today she turned away from it and the stone statue of embracing lovers atop it in anger.
What do they know about love? They're made out of stone!
Suddenly, an idea came to the fiesty brunette. She stood quickly and began to make her way to Tala's house.
Let's see how Kai reacts to this. She thought with a smirk.
Slow began to fall in the sky. The temperature was dropping rapidly and Hilary quickly made her way to Tala's apartment building. Yes, the redhead had money, but he didn't feel the need to show it off like some people Hilary knew. She knocked on his door and rubbed her arms hoping to alleviate the chill.
She hated cold weather and it was freezing! She was beginning to wonder why she moved to Russia. The door opened, revealing a bare chested Tala clad in merely a pair of sweatpants. His skin was glistening, indicating he had just gotten out of the shower. He grinned when he saw who it was.
"Hey." She smiled.
"Hey." He furrowed his brows suddenly and reached out a hand to brush her cheek.
"Your skin's freezing!" He said. He ushered her inside and pushed her down before the fire he had burning in the hearth. Hilary immediately felt better as heat engulfed her. Tala tossed her a quilt from the couch and she wrapped it around her body. Her eyes fell on the tiny Christmas tree in front of the fireplace and she smiled. That was another thing about Tala. Whereas Kai was attracted to refined and modern, Tala liked old-fashioned and cozy.
"Where's Bryan?" She questioned.
"Spending the night at Spencer's..." He answered as he observed her. "Have you been crying?" He questioned as he sat down across from her whilst pulling on a gray sweatshirt. The brunette reached up to feel the tears she had been trying to resist had made streams down her cheeks. She wiped them away.
"I don't want to talk about it, Tal." He watched her for a moment, then said nothing, nodding curtly. That was something else about Tala, when you didn't want to talk about something, he was cool with it.
"Do you want to tell me why you're wandering around Moscow at midnight then?" He questioned. Hilary glanced at the clock over the fireplace, and indeed, it was nearing midnight. She had forgotten how late it was. She leaned against the couch behind her.
"It's kind of a long story..."
"...Do you want to talk about it?" Hilary looked up. Her and Tala never talked about Kai, unless he was with them. She was unsure...She did want to vent...But she was afraid if she did she would suddenly burst into tears.
"I..." She glanced out the window, where snow was staring to fall. When she turned back to the red-headed blader, there were tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. "I just don't know anymore," She whispered. She brought her knees to her chest and buried her face in them, embarassed. She hated crying in front of people. "It's like we don't even know each other..."
"...Are you talking about Kai?" She nodded, still refusing to look at him.
"He...He never...I always..." She sniffed. "I don't know what to do, Tal." She heard silence for a moment, then the creaking of springs. She glanced up to see Tala was now kneeling in front of her. He took the petite girl in his arms and Hilary stiffened for a moment before melting into his embrace.
"Tell me about it," He urged. She wiped her eyes on his hoodie, but it was of no use. More soon replaced them.
"We're either fighting...or not talking...That's our reality," She said. "Even when we..." She blushed.
"Nevermind." He rubbed her back soothingly, then suddenly stood. He poured them two drinks from the bar, then gave one to her.
"You can tell me..." He urged. She sighed and took a sip. The whiskey burned her throat.
"Even when we have sex...it's just rough, and he seems almost...angry, like he's trying to work off his agression." Tala's grip tightened on her. "And when we do fight...He says the most awful things." She shivered.
"Like what?" He questioned. She shook her head.
"I...I can't say...But it makes me feel terrible..." She drank again.
"You deserve better, Hil," He said fiercly. She didn't say anything, just tightened her grip around him.
Maybe Tala's right...Maybe it's time for something new.
Hilary slowly began to claw her way to reality. Thunder was reverberating throughout the house and someone was stroking her hair.
Kai? She thought groggily. She rubbed her eyes sleepily and began to rise from her resting spot.
"Did I wake you?" A familiar voice questioned. She looked up into icy blue orbs.
"Tala?" She questioned sleepily. She glanced around to see she had fallen asleep in Tala's lap. "What time's it?" She mumbled.
"Around 3...Kai's probably worried sick."
"That would be a sight," She said as she yawned. "But still, I should probably get home." She shifted so she was sitting up.
"Why don't you just stay? It's pretty late," Tala suggested.
"I would, but Kai would probably kill me," She said sleepily. She had obviously cooled down from the fight. She began to get to her feet and almost toppled over. Tala caught her deftly.
"I think you're still working off some of the alcohol...Why would Kai get mad?" He questioned.
"Because he's jealous," She said as she rubbed her eyes sleepily.
"Kai's...jealous?" He questioned slowly. She nodded. "At least let me give you a ride home," Tala said as he helped her to stand.
"You don't have to do that Tal."
"Yeah, because I'm going to let you walk home by yourself at 3 in the morning," He said sarcastically. "Come on." He put his arm around her and grabbed his keys. They stumbled out the door of the apartment building and he helped her into the car. Hilary began to doze off on the ride home. By the time they got into the gates of Kai's mansion, she was almost completely passed out.
Tala went to the passenger side of the car and easily picked up the petite brunette. He brought her to the door and rang the doorbell. The door was quickly answered by Kai who took one look at the pair and opened the door wider. Tala handed Hilary off and she immediately snuggled into Kai's chest.
"Thanks," Kai said, not sure if he should be angry or grateful.
"No problem. I'll see you later." Tala departed to his car. Kai shut the door and brought the brunette to their room.
"Mmm...Kai?" She mumbled.
"I'm sorry we had a fight," She said sleepily.
"...I'm sorry, too," He said as he kicked open the door.
"I'm sorry I went to Tala's to make you jealous," She said with a yawn.
"Hil...are you drunk?" He questioned. She nodded.
"Only a little..." He rolled his eyes.
"I'm sorry I yelled at you," He offered as he placed her on their bed.
"I'm sorry, too..." And with that, she closed her eyes and promptly fell asleep.