I stormed out of the apartment building and ran for a while until I realized that I had nowhere to go. I couldn't just head back to my apartment in fear of running into Kaito and I sure as hell couldn't go back to Piko's after running away from him. It wasn't like I had any other friends to go to besides Rin but she was obviously mad at me as well.

I need to sit down...

I headed toward a nearby staircase that led to an underground train station, hoping I could at least sit down somewhere or wash my face in the bathroom.

Pushing through crowds of people, I couldn't see any sign of a bench or place to sit so I edged my way toward the bathroom. Out of all the times throughout the day, stupid me had to choose rush hour to run through the city.

Luckily, the bathroom wasn't crowded. I splashed water over my face in the sink in search of some sort of refreshment but it wasn't very effective. Sigh. I made my way to a stall, locked the door and sat down on the toilet, not giving a damn how dirty it must be.

What had happened to my life? In less than a year, I'd cheated on my boyfriend, turned him into an angry psycho and been kicked out of my own apartment because of it. Now, here I was, sitting on a filthy public toilet, crying, with my hands folded underneath my chin like I was in some sort of prayer that wouldn't do me any good. I shouldn't have cheated on Kaito. If that one stupid decision hadn't happened, I wouldn't be in this mess; I wouldn't have sent Kaito into an ongoing fit of rage and I wouldn't have broken two different man's hearts. But it was too late. The damage was done.

The reality of my situation had finally set in. All of my belongings excluding my wallet and cell phone were still in my apartment, which I wouldn't dare go back to. All I had in my wallet was my debit card, and I had no idea how much money I had left in my account. Kaito had been my primary source of income. My cell phone only had a limited battery life and I had no way to charge it if I actually needed to use it in the future. I honestly had no idea what I was supposed to do now.

...

Piko woke up the next morning, feeling a hell of a lot better than the previous day. Yesterday had been stressful beyond belief, having to deal with Len running out on him once again, but luckily he had Rin around to help him brighten his mood and get him through the day.

Speaking of Rin, Piko turned his head to the right to see her sleeping like a doll beside him. She kind of looked like Len, Piko thought, but soon erased that from his head. He pondered for a moment whether or not sleeping with Rin was a smart decision but ultimately decided that she couldn't possibly hurt him the way Len had, and he let out a little sigh of relief.

This was the right decision, he thought as he ran his fingers through her medium-length blonde hair and down her bare shoulder.

...

I ultimately decided to see how long my debit card would last me if I stayed in a cheap hotel. I lasted three days, and probably would have been able to afford one or two more nights but my little stay was interrupted by a phone call from none other than Kaito himself. Previous me wouldn't have answered the phone but in my delusional state I was kind of curious as to what he could possibly have to say.

Now here I was, standing outside my apartment, regretting my decision to agree to Kaito's pleas for me to come over because he had "something important to tell me".

Goddamn.

I finally decided to go into the apartment, not bothering to knock.

The apartment looked the same as the last time I left it. I almost began reminiscing in memories but was interrupted by the sight of Kaito sitting at the kitchen table, staring at me with his hands folded in front of his chin.

"You look terrible," he muttered.

"I could say the same to you." He looked like he hadn't slept in days and his eyes were bloodshot; from what, I'm not really sure.

I sat down across from Kaito at the table, which was scattered with important-looking papers.

"I'm transferring the lease to the apartment over to you," Kaito said. "I suggest you start looking for a job if you want to stay here."

"W-what? Why? What happened?"

"I'm leaving. I was offered a record deal overseas and I think I'm ready to get out of this environment."
I don't know why I felt heartbroken at that moment. Kaito had hurt me way too many times before for me to even care what he did anymore, but for some reason, the news of him leaving hurt me. He couldn't just leave so suddenly. It was like he was just running away from his problems and that made me angry...until I realized I'd been doing the same thing up until today.

A simple "okay" was all I could say as I directed my eyes toward my feet.

"I'm still here for tonight while I pack and finish up some paperwork. I don't really care if you stay here with me or not while I'm getting ready."

"Okay."

He stood up from his chair, and I instinctively flinched in fear of him hitting me again. Instead, he ended up standing behind my own chair, his hands resting lightly on my shoulders.

"You're not going to believe me but I think I'm going to miss you," he said as he placed his chin on top of my head.

"Okay."

That night, I ended up staying at the apartment. I had nowhere else to go and my mind was already too distracted to be afraid of Kaito. After showering and putting on a fresh change of pyjamas, I collapsed on the side of the bed I always used to sleep on. I didn't even care if Kaito joined me on the bed later on. All I wanted was a good night's sleep in a place that was familiar to me.

The next morning, Kaito wasn't beside me but the blankets were ruffled and the mattress was warm, as if he'd woken up just a few minutes ago.

He was in the kitchen, sipping on a coffee. There was a full suitcase beside him and the papers on the table were now piled neatly.

"Are you leaving soon?"

"Mhmm," he nodded, drinking his last mouthful of coffee. "In a few minutes."

There was an awkward silence as I walked over to the counter and fumbled with the coffee maker to make a drink of my own. I looked to my side to see Kaito resting one arm on the counter and gazing at me with his dark, navy eyes.

"What?"

"Nothing."

I went back to making my coffee but shortly after I felt a pair of arms around my chest.

"I really am going to miss you," I heard Kaito say into my ear.

"I know," I sighed out of annoyance. "You've said that already."

"Hmm." Kaito pulled me closer to him and then turned me around so I was facing now. "I think I'll just head out now." He placed his hand underneath my chin and brought our lips together briefly before grabbing his suitcase and heading out the door in silence.

I didn't protest; I didn't mutter a single word; all I could do was watch Kaito walk through the door and out of my sight as I reminisced in our last touch, our last kiss, our last goodbye.

Well, this is it. I wasn't really sure how else to end the story, but I needed to at some point because I have no free time left anymore. It's been fun writing it, though I may redo the first few chapters in the future.

Thanks for enjoying. :)