Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ How we came to be ❯ I came back for you ( Chapter 21 )

I came back for you (ending 1 of 2)

 

“No!” Faith screams as Kai's face turns to shock for a second, and then slumps to the floor. Seeing Boris take another aim, Ray launches himself for the older man, while Max runs for the security. Faith rushes towards Kai, but is stopped as Voltaire roughly grabs her, forcing his cane against her throat, immobilizing her and cutting her breath short. She couldn't do much but watch as her lover did not move from the ground, a dark stain spreading over his vest. She needed to be with him! She needed him! She resisted, kicking and screaming, but he wouldn't let go.

 

“I told you, nobody gets a happy ending.”

Security arrived and both men were forced to surrender. Though Voltaire had attempted to bargain with Faith's life, as he still had her in a vulnerable position. Seeing as he was surrounded by security, he quickly gave up his attempts and released her. As fast as she could she kneeled near Kai, not noticing the blood now ruining her dress. His eyes were still stuck on that shocked expression. She put pressure on the wound, tears streaming down her cheeks as she hoped to bring life back into her lover.

“Please, please don't do this to me.”

 

Medics arrived and they took Faith away from his body, needing the space to do whatever they could. They didn't notice the bloodied wedding dress, nor the fact that this man was the groom. All they noticed was a man in need and roughly shoved the girl out of the way, not caring if the man was her lover. Max grabbed her and she clung onto him for dear life as the paramedics did everything they could to save his life. Everyone was guided outside the room. Ten minutes later one of the doctors came out, and the look on his face said more than a thousand words.

 

Faith shook her head, crying. She fell to her knees, holding her stomach. She had never felt this sick; it was like her stomach wanted to burst out of her body. No words of comfort were given to her by the paramedics as the stretcher passed them by, Kai's lifeless body on it. Max tried to say something, anything to her, but he could think of nothing. The whole situation was just too unreal. She sat like that for an hour, Max by her side. She had stopped crying, but was still on her knees on that cold hard floor. The guests were long gone, and the world was already grieving.

 

But Faith was numb to the world. She just sat there, not moving, not blinking, and hardly breathing. She didn't respond to Max' grip on her arm, nor did she move when Ray picked her up. She didn't even move when he put her down onto the bed, just staying into the position Ray put her in. She wasn't far from what people would call catatonic, and there was nothing the Bladebreakers could do to ease her grief, as they were hurting as well.

 

They sat in the living room defeated, feeling a hole in their hearts. What were they supposed to do now? Kai had been their team leader, their guide, their friend. And now he was gone so suddenly. Ray and Max had even watched him die. They sat in that room for several hours; no one made a move to talk. They needed some time to think. It was not until the next noon that Max had decided to check up on Faith. She was still lying in the same position as yesterday, and taking a look at her face he noted that she probably hadn't slept. He even wondered if she had blinked since the whole thing had happened. His own eyes were red and swollen with tears. If he already felt such loss for their team captain, he didn't know and would never know how badly Faith was suffering.

He had brought her food, but when he came back one hour later, the plate was untouched, and Faith still hadn't moved. Sitting next to her he put a hand on her shoulder. She didn't budge.

“Faith?”

No response.

“Faith, you have to eat at least something…”

Still no response. Max sighed and tried to coax her into eating, but after half an hour he would've been happy if she even looked at him. All she did was stare at the wall. Ray came in and saw the distressed look on Max' face.

“Give her time…”

“But she's not eating. She hasn't even moved. She might need our help.”

“Just give her time; she's had quite the shock.”

 

Max wanted to stay with the girl, but Ray talked him out of it, saying it wouldn't help if he was there. Truth be told, the Asian was at a loss himself. Their friend was dead, Faith was in shock and the rest of the team was in a severe state of grief. It was up to him to take responsibility and he hated it. How was he supposed to keep this team on the right track without Kai? He had been the responsible one, Ray was just the advisor.

 

Two days passed and the Bladebreakers were assigned to arrange everything for the funeral. Since the rest didn't offer much help, Ray set to arrange things on his own. Max was with Faith again, and she still hadn't moved or eaten. If this went on much longer she would end up in a hospital. Max didn't understand, where was the psychological help? Wasn't there supposed to be someone helping them get over losses like this? He didn't know what to do. All he knew was talking, and that didn't seem to work. Bit he never stopped trying.

“I can't imagine how hurt you must be right now. You and Kai had been through so much hardship. Yet you survived every last one of them, and now he is taken from you like that.”

 

He was so caught up in his own monologue that he didn't notice Faith's eyes looking at him shortly before gazing at the wall again.

“I don't think anyone will ever understand how you feel. I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost Oliver, but we are nowhere near as close as you and Kai were. I wish I could feel your pain, share the load, but for that I need you to talk to me. It worries me to see you like this Faith; I don't want to loose another friend so fast.”

Max put his head in his hands and started crying again. He had already lost one, and if Faith did not snap out of her state, he would lose her too.

“He was all I had left.”

His head snapped up, looking at the girl who still had her eyes fixed on the wall.

“What did you say?”

“He was all I had left.”

“You have us…”

“It's not the same.”

 

She said no more after that. But she could now be coaxed to eat, though the amounts of food were barely enough to keep her alive. A week had passed since Kai's death and Faith's body was objecting to the constant pressure on one side of it. She was still dressed in the wedding gown, Kai's blood stained all over it. Her hands were covered in his blood, but she didn't even notice it, she hadn't even looked in the mirror since it had happened. It was time for them to go to Russia, to attend to the burial. It was only by the teamed efforts of Ray and Max that they got Faith out of her dress and into something else.

 

At the funeral reality was thrown in her face, as the coffin that held Kai's body stood in front of her. Unable to walk herself, she was wheeled by Max towards it. She spoke one more thing when she saw Kai's face in the open coffin, but only the ones that spoke Russian could understand her.

`I came back for you…why couldn't you do the same for me?”

The tears she shed at that moment had been the first sign of emotion in a week.

 

It took Russia's best psychologists three years to get Faith to talk and move again. It took them another year for her to do it on a regular basis. Once they saw her fit enough, one of her nurses brought her to Kai's grave once a week, where he would help her tend to his grave. It had surprised him the first time when she tended another one as well, but ceased all questions when he realised the other one belonged to a friend she had lost long ago.

 

She spoke to the headstone sometimes, and her nurse, though pretending not to, listened to her conversations. It might help her along if he found something important. But she never talked much about her past. More about how their old team-mates were doing. Of how Kenny had started going out with a girl called Emily, or how Max had moved in with Oliver after a lot of pushing from the green haired, and how Tyson had become a food critic. The topic today was Ray. He had moved back to Asia shortly after the funeral. She clutched the piece of paper in her hands. She had been invited to his wedding Besides Max, Ray had been the only one who checked up on her from time to time. The rest found it too painful to talk to her. She couldn't blame them, she was still getting over it herself. She looked at the invitation…and friend….

 

“There's only one person I'd want to take with me, but sadly you're not here anymore. Time stops for no one, even though I seem to have tried stopping it. Every one moved on, even me. I miss you, Kai, but I'm sure that I'll see you again. I believe that you are out there, waiting for me, together with my family and Tala. And when we meet again Kai, time will stop, if only for a second. I just hope I don't have to keep you waiting for too long. Watch over me, my guarding angels.”

 

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Well, that is the first ending. I hope there will actually be people reading this :s, but that's the risk with posting two endings.

 

I hope you liked reading this as much as I liked writing it.

This is truly the end. I can't believe it, a story I've worked on for so long….is finally over.

 

Read and review, I would appreciate it for this last chapter, but nobody can force your hand to that button but yourself.