Unspoken Droplets

8.

"Why does she have to leave?. Wasn't she aware of how I felt?. How could she, I never expressed it to her. She will be gone in next two days."
His mind spun with fogged queries and definitions of the situations. What was the reason of her leave? He questioned himself as he could not recall clearly whatever she said after her first sentence. His mind felt like paralysed for a moment.

Was this only inevitable?.

He crossed the night only thinking. His father did not return that night nor did he ever concerned about it, as for his bad habit of crossing the night in other's bed.

The night crossed slow, he ended up sketching more and more, for the entire night without a feel of heavy eyes or tired mitts. It played as a mere diversion for his mind but however in every stroke he took she was there in thoughts but, he only desired to drew her to show how beautiful she is, so that she could embrace what ever felt like a curse but now whats the use? She never told him anything? 
"Was I noting more than a friend to her?"
There was frustration of course, anger, sadness, despair and what not.
How could this end in such a way?.

In such a speed it moved on, it was the second time he ever felt like losing her however this time was more actual and despairing.
"When did she become so close? That's it hurting so much now."

The night slid to day, it showered not a drop at early morning when his doorbell rang. It took three long rings to wake him from his chair. It must be his father, he was quiet confident about it. What could get worse now?.
Him, arriving with a hangover? It was common stuff.
With a loose body he made his way to the front door and twist open the handle quick and pulled it to open.
It was Hina standing at front of him.
She shocked him from top to bottom but not in any better way. 
Not in anger or attitude, her face had a gentle look. He let her in, checking over the clock once, it was middle of the day.
She was supposed to be in school, although she appeared in her uniform. She might had taken a half day.
"Maybe the teacher send her to check over or can it be that I forgot something at school?" he made up possibilities but, never bothered to ask. He was in no mood of speaking. They sat in his room while he offered her a chair and sat himself in the bed, surprisingly she did not utter a single word. The silence revealed crystal clear that her mind was bothered, as if it was ever his problem now. He finally questioned her cause of arrival.

"Yesterday, I saw you two in the park. Were you two on a date?" Her voice had never sounded so desperate and gloomy before. She seemed a complete opposite person, she was looking at his eyes but, her own were at brink of crying as if she already knew the answer.

"Its none of your business even if we were" his rude reply struck her bad in many ways. There was absolute jealous and hatred towards Tanako but her affection for him remained too, burning the hatred to bigger flames until she snapped.

She dashed in all of sudden like she couldn't hold back anymore and pushed him down to the bed. She grabbed his wrist apart and looked right at him from above.
Tear drops started splashing to his cheek, she failed in holding them back anymore.

"Why her? Why not me?" She softly uttered where feelings interfered every words. There was anger of years, hatred that was only recent cause of the flames inside burned even brighter.

"I always wanted to be by your side, yet you never noticed it. And then, after all that I did, you betrayed me"

"We both know who was blamed. You and Daisuke tortured that girl and I got the blame cause she only remembered my face in the room. Who betrayed who Hina?"

"It was all your fault, for not loving me back and when you pushed me back to stop the fight, it felt like you betrayal, so It had to be done."

"When she woke up in the hospital with her broken arm and face. She pointed only at me"