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I feel so lost without him. The room where he always slept is empty without his clothes and mess on his desk. I feel so empty as well. He left me, took his things, and said one sentence i'll never forget. It's still in my head playing over and over and over again. Like it's trying to tell me " you fu**ed up, you idiot". This whole week spent alone reminds me of the time before i met him. Before I started some great life with my soulmate. Now I'm back there, with no life, no soulmate, no hope.
I haven't ate in days, my stomach isn't helping me to forget about that important thing - to eat. I can just drink water nothing else. I'm locked in the middle of these four walls, i feel like they are staring at me sometimes. Thousands reproachful eyes looking at me, lying on the couch with tears falling from my purple eyes with silver shimmer. Light grey hair covering half of my face I haven't washed in days.
Every day spent clicking on the "call button" on my phone, pretty broken already from how I threw it on the ground several times. I'm waiting for the one thing to hear from the stupid cube. His voice. But i think I'm not that successful as i hoped. I'm still whispering to myself "please pick it up, pick it up, Please, I miss you so much" but nothing happened. I sent him so many texts, But even that was unsuccessful. Battery on my phone is crying for help, trying to scream every 5 seconds to remind me of how long I have been using it. I won't pick it up and go charge it, because I'm too desperate. Becouse I know if i charged it, I would spam hundrets of texts and misssed calls again. I've done it six times, but the result is - ignoration.
--- You can't take it back now Roshambo. It's too late. I don't want to see you ever again. ---
No "bye" or "goodbye" just hurtful sentence. He meant this seriously. No jokes. And a guy with light grey hair can't do anything than just wait.
Ro has to put his ass back together. He should check his mailbox. Little walk wouldn't hurt him right? Just go down the stairs, there is also an elevator but he needs to go for a walk. He puts some coat on him, opened the door and imidiately fresh air came to his appartment and also into his lungs as well. He took the stairs slowly down, one by one. No rush, there's not gonna be anything interesting just some promotion of stores and websites. Nothing else.
His feet were so frozen after that long week hidden under a blanket. He needed this "walk". Ro was down, taking out the key of the mailbox he opened last week before He left. As he said, nothing important, tons of promotion of websites and stores, this useless paper can go to trash can when he gets back to his apartment. When he read the titles of promotions, he found a letter. With no address, no name, no number just with two words "open this". Is it even for him? Well someone needs to find out.
When Ro got back to his cozy apartment he sat on a couch again. He carefully tears open the top of the envelope. Slowly taking out the paper and looking at it. His heart stopped his breathe got stuck somewhere in his lungs. This was his writing. His hands started shaking, eyes coulnd't believe what they see.
- Go to my old house, you'll see another piece of paper on the kitchen table with an item you'll remember -
Roshambo on his way to The house, this can't be true. And if it is where is He now? And why letters? he lost his phone or what? Many questions were in his head but the most important thing is to get to the place.
Door was unlocked, he didn't even took off his shoes when he ran to the place. and there it was, another paper with an... really? Tears started falling from his eyes, he can't stop it. Ro picked the purple rose up, carefully so no petal won't fall down. Another piece of a paper.
- At 8 p.m. turn on the TV -
He checked the time 19:48. Okay he has to wait. He tried to scream His name at the whole house, but no one responded, just a wind outside and a thunder with a rain falling on the window. He has to think, what could happen? He had no idea, he was so stressed. Seconds felt like minutes and minutes like hours Ro was counting every drop that fell form the sky on the ground, checking the time very 10 seconds. He can't wait this long, this is driving him insane. 55, 56, 57, 58, 59 - 8p.m. The Tv was on, turned on the 6th channel. Breaking news. What? Just some stupid news. But now, everything is important for me what is from Him.
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Breaking news: A horrible car accident happened at 5a.m. this morning. A boy who was around 18 years old jumped in front of the car. We are so sorry for this loss. Police is now trying to figure out what made him to do that. They still haven't gave us any information about it. Now I give my word to Pearl...
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This is just a dream right? No he- he wouldn't do this, we promised something to each other. I- I NO!!!! This isn't true. Oh my god. I can't breathe- NO! I refuse to believe this!
Roshambo put his head in his hands, he cried and cried and cried, he screamed out of the top of his lungs His name. Throwing anything that was under his hands on the ground looking at it how it shatters into a thousand pieces. Some of the glass cutted him as well but he doesn't care about it anymore. The only person he cared about is gone. He can't tell him how much he miss him, how much he loved him or how much sorry he is for the things he said. Becouse he is gone from this world...for forever.
Mapicc won't come back any time soon and the only place he can meet him again, is the Void.