Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ How we came to be ❯ Stolen ( Chapter 13 )

Chapter 13

 

Finding Kai's room empty, Ray was out of the house and in the car in less than a minute. There was only one place Kai would go to, and that was the hospital. Ray was sure of the fact that he would want to see Faith one last time before…, oh god he hoped he was wrong. Kai had always been tough, to the point of inhuman. But then again, the last couple of days had given Ray a whole new look on the blue-haired Russian. It had all been an act, and Kai was indeed vulnerable enough now to actually consider suicide.

 

Ray had seen it coming, but he had hoped that as Faith recovered, so would Kai. But Faith ending up in ICU had been the last blow for Kai to handle it seemed. He should have helped his team captain get through it, but he was at a loss how. But he needed to make sure that Kai would live long enough for him to help and that meant getting to the hospital and fast. He had never parked in reverse as fast as he had done now. And he hurried to the room Faith was in. but for a second time that day, and a third this week, he found the room empty. Ray fell down on his knees. This was as much confusing as it was frightening. Kai gone, Faith gone. Had he lost them both to death? Had Kai gone crazy and taken Faith to kill her too? He didn't know and he had no idea where to look for them next.

 

#-# Faith's POV #-#

 

I open my eyes for the first time since, I don't even know. But it's been a while, I can tell. My eyes feel heavy and droopy, even though I slept for at least a day. Well, if you can call it sleep at least. I feel wires on my arms and legs, everywhere actually, and all I think of is getting them off me. It takes me three hauls but I'm finally free. My hand travels to the place where Kai's lips touched my forehead moments ago. It feels so warm compared to the rest of my body. But I can't see him anywhere in the room. He's gone, but I can still feel him, I think. I don't know if I'm still dreaming or not, but I just know that he's not gone, yet.

 

I need to talk to him, let him know that I'm alright. Let him know that I care deeply for him and that I am certainly not better off without him. Oh hell, what am I thinking, I'm not even sure if he even said it. But my heart is telling me to shut up and move. Once I'm out of the bed I nearly fall down. Perhaps I'm not as steady as I want to be. And apparently there's nothing that can pass for a shoe either. After a few steps I also realise that wearing a silly hospital gown that shows more than you want it to show.

 

But I have to continue. If everything wasn't a dream, then Kai is seriously down and he needs a hand. I can't let him down now. But where to go. My gut says the roof, but my head keeps telling me that I'm hallucinating. I follow my heart to the roof anyway. Putting on my coat that was left behind I take the elevator to the top floor and the remaining flight of stairs two steps at a time.

 

The door to the roof is open wide and I see Kai's blue head near the edge. Before my mind even registers doing anything I cry out his name. How can my voice sound so desperate. He turns around surprised. Why did I scream like that? It seemed like something from the pit of my stomach just bubbled up and burst. I needed to stop him, and by screaming I achieved that goal. My legs start moving towards Kai in a fast pace, though I nearly keel over a few times. Flying in his arms I pull him away from the edge in the process, away from the sudden drop. I just bury my head in his chest, fighting against the tears, though I don't know why I'm crying. It could be the hard rooftop piercing the soles of my feet, or pain from exhaustion, or just the fact that I hate heights and I'm scared to death. But it's none of that. No, this fear comes from a lot deeper. This pain comes from my soul. I saw the chance of losing Kai and I couldn't have that. I need him.

 

Even though he's still shocked he hugs me and comforts me. Oh god, his warm embrace is welcome. I'm cold. I love the way his hands pet my head like that, even though my hair must be greasy and uncombed as hell. I could just stay like this forever. If it wasn't for the fact that we were 23 floors up and I was dressed in a hospital gown and a simple jacket.

 

#-# Kai's POV #-#

 

So, here I am, 23rd floor and all ready to say goodbye. I know this is the way of the coward, but I can't handle it anymore. Seeing Faith getting worse by the day. I should have done this a lot earlier. I look over the edge the first time. Wow, this is indeed high. Maybe I should've taken a few floors lower. I do get why a lot of people are scared of heights now though. This is kind of scary. I'm ready to put my first foot on the edge when I hear someone screaming my name. a familiar voice, a female voice. But it can't be, she is in a coma 12 floors down. I turn around, wanting to make sure that it isn't my mind playing tricks on me.

 

But as I turn I see her standing there in the doorway, her face etched in fear. Come to think of it, her voice had been so scared as well. But why is she scared? Why do I even care if she's scared? She's awake, and I can't believe it. I must be loosing my mind. I don't know what's happening but all of a sudden I'm pulled away from the edge with Faith holding on to me for dear life. Her body is tense and her grip almost lethal. Almost. As if she doesn't want to let go of me. She's cold. Why is she still cold?

 

I realise now that my eyes are closed. My mind was telling me that this was all a dream and that it wouldn't go away if they stayed closed. But I open them and I still see her holding me. Clothed in her summer coat and a green hospital gown, my scarf around her neck, blowing in the wind. No wonder she's so cold. Before I can stop myself my arms move around her, so I can warm and soothe her.

 

“Sorry” I say softly as my hand strokes messy locks of blue hair. For some reason it sounded like the only right thing to say. But when she finally looks up at me, I regret saying anything at all.

“Why?”

I didn't know how one simple question could be such a difficult one to explain. Before it all seemed to make sense as to why I should leave this world, but now, with her in my arms I question my own actions. How could I have even thought about leaving her behind?

“It seemed like the only thing left for me to do. I was going to loose you. And I didn't want to live here without you. You were dying, and it was my fault.”

 

“if I was dying, then how come I'm standing right here? How can you say that it was the only thing left for you to do? You could have waited until I woke up, or just watch over me. There are millions of other things you could have done. And for the millionth time, it wasn't your fault.”

For some reason I feel myself getting angry. But I don't want that to happen, I can't risk hurting her again and I move towards the edge. I really wish she wouldn't have to see this, but it is the only way.

“How can you say that? You were in a bloody coma for a week because I had to go and be a drug addict. You are better off without me, and there's only one way for you to be rid of me permanently.”

But she's not letting me go, instead she's standing right in front of me on the edge of the roof.

What the hell is she doing? Is she out of her fricking mind? I know just as well as her that she is terrified of heights.

 

“Faith, move.”

She lowers her head and refuses. While moving her head from right to left her gaze turns to me. It's full of sadness and fright.

“no Kai. I'm not going to let you do this, at least not alone. Don't you get it yet? If you die, I die with you. Maybe not physically, but mentally. If you are going to go through with this, I'm going with you. There's nothing for me here if you are gone anyway, Kai. You are the last thing that keeps me alive.”

That settles it, she has gone crackers. She needs me just as much as an fly needs bug spray. She would be fine without me. And I'm sure as hell not going to let her jump.

“Fai…”

 

“I mean it Kai, you jump, I jump.”

The fear is pushed back in her eyes as anger replaces it. So she's not kidding after all. I lunge for her as she takes a one step closer to the edge. I grab her hands and pull her backwards with all my might. We fall over, with her landing on top of me. Now that she's away from the edge all the determination, anger and fear drain from her eyes. All that's left is some emotion that I don't recognize. But it makes her look beautiful. For the first time I see her eyes sparkling with something other than tears. It really livens up her pale face. Those eyes, that cute little nose, that beautiful mouth, the messy locks that frame her face as she lies above me. It's like the perfect picture and I can't resist.

 

Before I even realise what I'm doing I close my eyes and the distance between us. I'm breaking every rule ever written in the friends codebook, but nothing has ever felt this right.

 

 

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Well I haven't killed him, yet :p

 

First attempt at POV, tell me how I did…. Horrible right?

 

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