Note:
- Hey look! It's me not uploading more than 2+ months later. I'm currently on break so I'll try to write as much as I can (if I'm motivated to do so). Luckily, this chapter is long. So you have some content to deal with. The next chapter might be a lot longer solely because that chapter is truly, really going to be winged literally on the spot. Like I have no idea how it's going to go down. I'm literally going to go with the flow.
- I'm just completely messing around with the songs and the chapters. Half the songs don't go with the chapters. I just want to share music and have you appreciate them with me. This one 抖阴社区 feature is what keeps me alive.
- If you're still with me, thanks for being patient and also, you've read a lot of effing words. I'm pretty sure this is longer than the entire harry potter series. In my weak defence though... this is based on two couples, not one. I will not defend my lack of planning and preparation though. that's completely on me.
- (SPOILER): Told you I'm going to try to resolve the conflict ASAP. I'm no genius writer. I just want fluff. And fluff is what shall rule over the empire.
- Also as mentioned before, I'm not a greater writer. Just a great reader. So if it feels too shallow, I'm sorry. I just can't word properly or express myself properly. My head is all colourful but my writing is just a couple of those colours :((
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POV: 4th wall (?)
S̷o̵ ̶w̴i̵t̵h̷ ̸t̸h̸a̶t̷,̶ ̶L̸e̷o̵ ̴w̶a̸s̷ ̴h̵e̵a̸r̴t̶b̷r̷o̶k̴e̷n̸.̶ ̸N̵e̷r̴o̸ ̵w̷a̶s̶ ̸h̴e̶a̴r̴t̸b̵r̸o̴k̵e̴n̷.̵ ̵A̷i̵d̵e̵n̵ ̸w̶a̷s̷ ̴h̸e̴a̴r̵t̷b̵r̷o̵k̵e̵n̸.̸ ̴E̷r̵w̴i̴n̷ ̴w̶a̶s̴ ̶h̴e̴a̶r̷t̴b̴r̵o̸k̶e̴n̶.̸ ̷E̴v̶e̶r̸y̵o̶n̷e̴ ̸w̸a̸s̸ ̸h̴e̵a̵r̴t̷b̸r̴o̵k̶e̴n̶.̶ ̷
̸W̸h̸y̸?̵ ̸B̷e̸c̵a̴u̷s̴e̵ ̵t̴h̴e̶y̵'̸r̸e̶ ̸a̸l̸l̵ ̷s̶t̶u̴p̷i̸d̴ ̸a̶n̸d̵ ̵c̷a̶n̴n̶o̶t̴ ̶c̸o̷m̸m̸u̷n̶i̵c̵a̸t̵e̶ ̸t̶o̵ ̷s̵a̴v̸e̸ ̴t̷h̸e̶i̴r̷ ̸l̴i̵v̵e̶s̴.̶ ̵S̸e̸r̴i̷o̷u̷s̵l̶y̵.̸ ̵T̶h̷i̷s̴ ̵n̵o̵v̷e̵l̵ ̴w̷o̸u̴l̶d̵'̸v̴e̸ ̶b̵e̸e̵n̷ ̸h̷a̴l̷f̴ ̵t̴h̸e̴ ̸l̶e̵n̴g̴t̸h̸ ̵i̶f̶ ̵t̴h̶e̷y̵ ̶j̷u̴s̴t̸.̶.̴.̶ ̸t̶a̶l̷k̸e̸d̷.̸ ̶H̵o̵n̸e̷s̷t̷l̶y̶.̶
̶B̷u̷t̶ ̵a̴l̴a̴s̴,̶ ̴l̷i̴k̶e̸ ̴r̸e̷a̷l̵i̷t̴y̴,̴ ̶i̸n̸s̶e̵c̷u̸r̴i̴t̶i̴e̶s̴ ̷a̶n̸d̶ ̷l̶i̶f̸e̶ ̴e̸x̴p̸e̶r̷i̴e̴n̸c̷e̶s̶ ̶m̶a̷k̶e̶ ̸o̸n̴e̴ ̶a̸ ̸l̴i̶t̴t̴l̵e̵ ̵s̸t̶u̵p̵i̴d̴.̸
̸T̷h̷e̵ ̸p̷o̷i̶n̷t̴ ̷f̵o̷r̸ ̷m̶y̷ ̵s̴u̵d̴d̴e̶n̶ ̵i̴n̷s̷e̴r̷t̴i̴o̴n̸ ̵a̶f̷t̸e̵r̸ ̵n̸i̶n̷e̴t̴y̸ ̴c̶h̴a̷p̴t̴e̴r̷s̷.̸.̷.̶ ̷t̸h̶e̵r̸e̷ ̷i̵s̶ ̴n̶o̶n̵e̶.̴ ̶T̸h̶e̵ ̴a̴u̴t̸h̷o̴r̵ ̸h̵o̸n̶e̴s̶t̷l̵y̵ ̸d̵i̶d̵n̷'̴t̴ ̴k̸n̷o̷w̷ ̵h̶o̷w̸ ̶t̴o̶ ̶s̵t̶a̵r̸t̴ ̸o̷f̶f̸ ̸t̵h̵e̵ ̵c̸h̸a̷p̵t̴e̴r̶ ̸s̸o̸ ̶s̶h̸e̶'̷s̵ ̶t̸r̷y̸i̶n̴g̵ ̴t̷o̵ ̵b̴e̶ ̶"̴q̴u̶i̷r̴k̸y̵"̴.̶
̸B̶u̸t̵ ̴i̸f̴ ̸y̸o̶u̴ ̷r̶e̵a̴l̸l̶y̴ ̵s̷e̴r̸i̷o̵u̷s̸l̸y̸ ̷w̸a̶n̵t̵ ̷s̴o̵m̴e̴ ̶l̷e̸s̴s̵o̶n̸s̸ ̴o̶u̸t̷ ̵o̶f̴ ̷t̷h̵i̸s̸ ̷e̵n̴t̶i̷r̴e̷ ̸c̸l̵u̸s̸t̵e̸r̶f̴u̷c̶k̷ ̴o̷f̵ ̴a̷ ̶s̸t̶o̸r̶y̴ ̷a̸n̵d̴ ̸s̶o̷m̵e̸ ̶p̵e̷r̶s̸o̴n̸a̷l̶ ̶e̸x̵p̴e̶r̴i̷e̶n̸c̷e̷s̸ ̴f̸r̴o̵m̶ ̸t̵h̸e̸ ̸a̷u̵t̷h̵o̶r̸.̷.̴.̷
̴"̶C̸o̷m̷m̴u̵n̸i̶c̶a̶t̵i̴o̴n̸ ̵i̴s̵ ̵a̷ ̴l̴o̸t̸ ̶m̸o̸r̴e̵ ̷i̴m̶p̴o̸r̵t̵a̷n̴t̴ ̶t̶h̶a̶n̶ ̵o̵n̴e̷ ̷w̷o̷u̷l̴d̷ ̵t̶h̷i̶n̴k̶.̶ ̸D̶o̶n̴'̸t̵ ̵t̸a̸k̸e̶ ̷i̶t̷ ̴f̸o̶r̵ ̷a̸d̵v̶a̵n̸t̴a̷g̶e̴,̸ ̶t̴a̴k̵e̷ ̶i̶t̵ ̸s̷e̶r̵i̴o̸u̸s̶l̴y̵ ̴a̶n̸d̸ ̶l̵e̵a̶r̸n̸ ̴t̵o̶ ̵d̸o̷ ̵i̵t̷ ̶r̶i̸g̴h̸t̴.̶"̴̴O̴R̸̶"̵I̶t̷'̵s̵ ̷n̶o̷t̷ ̴a̴g̶e̶ ̷t̵h̴a̵t̴ ̴m̶a̴k̸e̵s̴ ̷o̶n̷e̸ ̵w̷i̷s̷e̵r̴.̶ ̵I̷t̵'̷s̴ ̵e̷x̸p̵e̶r̸i̸e̶n̷c̴e̵.̵ ̸W̷h̶e̴t̸h̷e̸r̵ ̶i̶t̸ ̶b̶e̷ ̶g̶o̶o̵d̶ ̵o̵r̷ ̸b̶a̴d̷,̵ ̸e̶x̷p̷e̴r̸i̶e̶n̸c̴e̷ ̶m̷a̷k̸e̸s̵ ̸o̵n̶e̸ ̴w̶i̵s̵e̸r̸ ̷i̷f̷ ̷y̶o̸u̸ ̵l̵e̶a̵r̵n̴ ̸f̶r̵o̷m̶ ̴i̷t̶.̷"̴ ̵
̷N̵o̷w̴ ̵b̷a̶c̵k̸ ̶t̷o̶ ̸t̴h̷e̵ ̷s̷t̵o̵r̸y̷.̷.̴.̷
POV: Nero
"Nero... how long are you going to sulk for?"
Aiden and I were situated in front of the TV, battling against each other in Tekken. So far, it had been me who had been completely obliterating him.
Which wasn't all the surprising.
"Sulking?" I replied, "I was never sulking and I never sulked to begin with." While the words themselves were quite strong, the way it was said was listless and numb.
That's probably why Aiden looked at me with an eyebrow raised, an expression saying that he didn't believe me one bit.
It had been about a month or so since that night and needless to say, I wasn't over it. It was like a break up except without the legit breaking up part.
That night, after Leo had left me alone for good, I dropped to the floor sobbing. My first instinct was to call Aiden and which was what ended up happening. After hearing the first sob after picking up the call, Aiden immediately dropped everything and crashed into the office.
Well, he attempted to crash into the office through the windows before his rationality told him that the aftermath of doing so would involve Nero, a baseball bat and his head.
So he crashed into the office by swiftly sneaking by. As soon as he saw my anguished state, he took me into a tight hug where I promptly sobbed harder.
To make it even worse, Aiden himself wasn't doing too savvy with his gramps still missing and the weird fallout he had with Erwin.
So he broke down too.
That night just consisted of two lonely men crying into each other's arms.
Once we had gotten home, I had filled him in on what had occurred and afterwards, I was called an idiot but Aiden also asked whether he should skin Leo in front of his employees.
I didn't want my best friend to go to jail just yet and shut down the idea. Needless to say, the man has been holding a grudge against the entire CEO population since then.
Both of us assumed that it would be extremely awkward when we went back to work, or at the very least, we may have gotten fired.
Surprisingly, none of that had occurred.
Neither of us had gotten fired nor were we put in a situation where we had to deal with the awkwardness. That was because coincidentally, both of us had not run into Leo or Erwin since that night. At all.
There hadn't been a single opportunity where Leo and I were in close proximity, let alone in a situation where we had to talk to each other.
I had passed by him from a distance at the receptionist area this one time. My heart clenched painfully and a wave of sadness washed over me. The man was so close yet so far and it was my fault. I asked for this for my sanity. But was it a mistake? It felt as if my sanity was still deteriorating.
He didn't look all that well. He had dark circles around his eyes and he looked as if he aged a couple of years.
It was a completely new and unexpected sight that had gotten me worried. I was going to cave and text whether he was alright but then I noticed Sydney scurrying after him and promptly shut the idea.
He already had someone and it wasn't me.
As I observed the two walking through, I couldn't help but feel that Leo was ignoring Sydney and trying to run away from her. She was trying to talk to him and he wasn't giving her the time of day, looking forward and treating her as if she was air.
But that didn't make sense if he liked her so I kind of just shrugged it off. Maybe they had a couple's fight or something.
Other than that one time, I hadn't seen him in person. If someone were to comment, it seem like that I was being actively avoided. Which may be the case but I wouldn't know since I was kind of busy doing the same thing.
I was a coward after all.
After finishing off another round of bashing each other virtually, I dropped my controller and gave Aiden my full attention. The man had been trying to talk to me about this clusterfuck but I played the avoidance card for an entire card.
It was about time I confronted it head on.
"Look," I sighed out. "Can you blame me for being uber depressed for a month? I basically cut out the love of my life for the sake of surviving, which ended up being pointless since I still wake up crying every second day."
"I don't blame you," Aiden replied. "I'm just saying it's about time you move on from it. We both move on from it. What's happened, happened and now we can't do much about it. It's not helping just ruminating over it."
"Easier said than done, Assden."
The other just rolled his eyes. "Yeah I know, Nemo. But it's not like you're actively trying to get over it. You're quite literally going to bed and sobbing about it."
"Well, what should I do, oh wise one?"
Aiden smiled mischievously and I immediately regretted asking.
"Why, I'm glad you asked. Let's set you up for a blind date!"
"A... blind date?"
"Yep." Aiden looked so proud of his stupid idea.
"You want me to go on a blind date...?"
"Yes. I don't get why you're repeating like you don't understand. I'm speaking in English, aren't I?"
Nero pinched his forehead. "Let me get this straight. You want me to go on a date for a rebound to get over Leo?"
"Uhhh yes."
"That's a bad idea on so many levels."
"What?! Why?"
"Because one, it's not fair on the other person considering they would be going for someone legit and not for a rebound, and two, I don't think a rebound would ever help me get over Leo. In fact, I'm pretty sure I will never fall for anyone else."
Aiden rolled his eyes again. "I'll just tell the date beforehand how you got your heart broken recently and it may be iffy with you initially. If they're cool with it, problem solved. As for your second problem, you're just being dramatic. You don't know if you're ever going to fall for anyone else or not. Doesn't hurt to try though. Who knows? Maybe your soulmate is on shady Grindr."
"You're also really bad with matchmaking and I doubt my blind date will be any good."
Aiden gasped as if I insulted his entire family tree (if he liked them) and went to punch me in the shoulder. I dodged it to the side and flicked his forehead. Blue rubbed his forehead indignantly and replied, "My matchmaking is great! You're just picky as fuck. Don't insult me and my ways."
I rolled my eyes at his antics. It's amazing how my eyes haven't just settled at the back of my head with the amounts of rolling it does with my best friend. "Get over it, you drama queen. I'm not doing your stupid idea."
"You're going to that blind date."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are"
"Nope."
"Yep."
"Not happening."
"Yes happening"
"I'M NOT GOI-"
I ended up going.
Look, it's not my fault. We went back on forth with the yeses and the no's until one of us proposed a fair game to decide who wins.
Rock. Paper. Scissors.
Aiden won.
Fair my ass.
Anyway, fast forward to the end of the week and I was sitting with a complete, random stranger who was talking about how successful they were and how many people are chasing after him all the time.
I could care less and I was right about Aiden's atrocious matchmaking skills. I genuinely had no idea what my best friend was doing when he thought that this guy was made for me.
Probably doing crack.
At least the food was good. The date was set at some fancy restaurant in the high end area of the city. It was boujee with high ceilings and crystal chandeliers lining the venue, all symmetrical in an arrangement. The table was made of expensive material and half the menu couldn't be read due to its obscurity.
That's how you know it's an expensive place.
That and the price tag next to it. Do they not feel any shame charging someone half their savings for a finger size serving?
Luckily, Mr. Narcissistic was paying for it all so I was going to make the most of it. Especially for making me listen through his autobiography unprompted.
As we were waiting for the next course, I spent my time appreciating the interior design and not listening to my date. Luckily, he was so enchanted talking about himself, he hadn't realised I stopped listening to him half an hour ago.
So yay for no awkward confrontations about being ignored.
Anyway, the restaurant gave modern palace vibes, where the place could be placed in the era of kings but with everyone dressed in suits, dresses and the entire place filled with up to date technology, it gives a 21st century vibe.
^^^^^^^^^^^^^The vibe of the restaurant ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
It made sense why people spent fortunes to come here.
As my eyes roamed around, my attention captured the last thing I wanted to see. I had squinted to look clearer, hoping that it wasn't who I thought it was.
But alas, god was not on my side.
A couple of tables from me, across me, was Leo. Who was sitting with Sydney, or at least the back of her head looked like Sydney. It would only make sense if it was her. My eyes widened before I whipped back to my date, avoiding any sort of potential eye contact.
Seriously? The last thing I needed was the bane of my existence on a date. Is the universe that mad that I sided with the demons?
"No, you're just being dramatic. If anything, the universe is giving you a chance to C O M M U N I CA T E and solve this stupidly minor issue."
"Shut up, you stupid demon."
I could sense Raziel just shrugging before fucking off to wherever he was.
God, was it rude to just up and leave?
Yes, yes it was and Nero wasn't someone who was rude to someone that hadn't committed a crime. So I ducked my head, using my date as a shield from the dreadful sight. I got all gloomy again and my insecurities and worries surfaced in my head. A mere sight was able to do that in a couple of moments.
That being said, the dreadful sight must've had an alluring undertone because within thirty seconds, I caved and kept glancing back at my boss. Each time I glanced back; my eyes lasted a bit longer on his face.
It was after about four or five glances that I finally noticed the expression on Leo's face. Shockingly, his face was not that of pleasure, contentment or happiness. Rather, it was the complete opposite.
Resignation, annoyance and anger.
It was impossible to hear what Sydney was yammering on about but clearly, the topic wasn't appealing to her date and he looked as if he wanted to stab her till there were enough holes to trigger someone's trypophobia.
That... doesn't seem right...
Even if they were having a minor couple's fight, one should not be looking at the loved other like they were the worst existence. Like they should be obliterated.
Seriously, there was a whole lot of hatred on Leo's face.
I furrowed my face further. Did... Did I somehow misunder- oh nope, I did not.
My thoughts were interrupted by Sydney suddenly pushing out of her chair, going to his side of the table, pulling at his tie to bring his face close to hers and-
We all knew where that was going to go and seeing it once was enough for me.
My heart jumped up in a panic, with the rushed need to get the fuck out of the restaurant, date be damned.
I abruptly got up, startling my date into almost falling off his chair. He grasped his shirt over his heart and exclaimed, "What the- you scared me! What's wrong with you?"
I looked at him, panic growing further. What if he heard? I had no plans to find out so I didn't look in Leo's direction. Instead, I bowed apologetically and stammered out, "I-I-I-I'm s-sorry. I need to g-go ."
"What-"
I didn't bother listening to the rest and whipped around to speed walk to the exit.
Only to crash into a waiter holding a jug of water.
People gasped around me as the water drenched my white shirt and chilled my skin. Some went into my head as I fell onto the floor, along with the waitress.
I was frozen in shock, fright and mortification. The waitress was saying something to me. Probably repetitive apologies but I couldn't hear her. My ears were ringing once again as I looked at the floor, trying to register what just happened.
Emotions overwhelmed me as the events from the past month resurfaced. Feelings of depression, anguish, anger, blankness and darkness. It seemed that I was bottling it all up and Leo happened to be the trigger to smash that bottle.
The most embarrassing thing happened.
I broke down. Again. In the middle of the restaurant.
I started sobbing hard.
"Nero?!"
Scratch that, this was the second most humiliating thing.
The first being caught by Leo.
It was daunting as Leo rushed closer to come to me.
I can't. I can't do this. Not now.
I scrambled up, causing everyone to flinch around me.
I apologise half-heartedly once more to my date before bolting out of there.
I hear rapid footsteps behind me, telling me that someone was chasing after me and it was most likely the one guy I could not deal with at this point.
"Nero! Wait, goddammit!"
So fuck the law. As soon as I got out onto the pavement, I called out my wings and jetted into the sky, far, far away from my demise.
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POV: Leo
"Why are we here Sydney?"
"Because you wanted to talk."
"I wanted to talk at the office, not here." I wasn't stupid. She did this to make it seem like a date. I wouldn't be surprised if she hired any paparazzi. Her persistence was getting more than irritating.
"Well if you want me to listen, I will listen only here."
I sighed and closed my eyes in annoyance. Ever since THAT night, nothing had been going right in my life. Business deals had been failing, I'd been losing my appetite as well as sleep and Sydney had been clinging to me like a bloody leech. Worst of all, I lost my companion and the only person I will probably ever love this deeply.
He was my lucky charm and now all of it had gone to utter shit.
Speaking of which.
Sydney.
I wanted nothing more than to pummel her till she was beyond recognition. It seems that her comprehension skills were beyond lacking because apparently, rejection does not exist in her vocabulary. Instead, it was replaced with the word irritation.
She wouldn't leave me alone and would keep pestering me to take her back, even though I repetitively emphasised that it was never going to fucking happen.
Especially now.
I regret not completely ignoring her and just ghosting her like your stereotypical piece of shit.
I absolutely abhor my past self for even considering trying to maintain some sort of friendship with her. She was an utterly spoiled brat who would do anything to get it her way.
I finally snapped at her yesterday, after she kept chattering on some cowshit about herself. I was on minimal hours of sleep, we were behind schedule in terms of getting stuff done and avoiding Nero like the fucking plague was causing depression. I completely blew my top off her, which lead to her crying till her tear ducts were dry.
I comforted the brat and told her seriously that we needed to talk and she refused to comply unless we came to this restaurant that we were currently in.
So far, all she did was talk about herself again and I'd just about had it.
I slammed my fists onto the table, causing her to shut up and jolt up in surprise.
"I complied with your request and we came here. This is where YOU listen to ME. Not the other way around. And if by the gods you refuse to listen, I will leak all your dirty little secrets to the press like how you're as fake as a fucking Barbie doll and half the money you actually donate goes back to you since you're a scammer. I've just about had it with you."
Sydney's jaw dropped in disbelief. "I- Wha- How dare you!" She squealed.
"Oh, I fucking dare. Now, will you listen?"
Sydney looked as if she wanted to say more but she wasn't stupid enough not to know when I was ready to follow through with my threats so she remained quiet.
"Great. Now that I've got your attention, I only have one thing to say to you. Get out of my life."
Sydney was bamboozled. "Wh-What?"
"You heard me," I said in a deadpanned fashion. "Get out of my life. Honestly, this could've been done in a matter of minutes but you had to drag it out. And in a public place as well."
Sydney wasn't comprehending my words. "What do you mean get out?"
I sighed. "It means take your shit and get out of my sight for good. Block me, erase me and never speak to me again. Never breathe my name again and never associate yourself with me again. Clearly, a heartfelt rejection wasn't enough for you so I'm pulling all stops. Get. The fuck. Out."
Tears were pooling in her eyes as she opened and closed her mouth in disbelief. "I can't believe- how could you do that to me? How could you say that to me?"
"I just did. You have no idea how insufferable you have been ever since you came back to this country. It was difficult to breathe next to you, that's how bad. You are a self-entitled brat who cares for nothing else but yourself. Nothing will stop you from getting what you want and it's the most inconvenient shit I had to deal with. Our relationship was alright but I'd only recently realised that I was never in love with you. Rightfully so because the relationship itself was lowkey toxic. I hadn't realised how much of it was about YOU until I met Nero. I regret not breaking up with you earlier and I regret us parting on good terms, or none of this shit would have ever happened. You are utter trash and trash needs to be thrown out. So please, let yourself be thrown out and never come near me again. Also, your kisses are horrendous."
By the end of my spiel, the tables around us were gaping at the unexpected drama and Sydney's tears were nonstop pouring out of her eyeballs, in outrage. She couldn't believe she was going through this. I was expecting to be slapped by the end of the night, so I had some painkillers ready in my pocket.
Surprisingly though, instead of snapping back at me, Sydney silently pushed out of her chair and moved to my side. She grabbed onto my tie and roughly pulled our faces together. I immediately got what she was attempting to do and I had no desire to be on the front page of a trashy article the day after.
So I pushed her away and as I did, there was a loud clatter and thump a distance away from me. At first, I thought I pushed her too hard and she crashed into the other table but she was still standing fine. Instead, she was looking at the source of the actual noise.
It was the most unexpected sight.
Nero was on the floor, looking at the ground with his expression somewhat hidden. Time froze and my muscles stiffened in panic. I knew that if I had ever come across the other man, I would've immediately caved and chased after him, kind of like what Sydney was doing to me.
And I had no desire of doing so, especially when my presence made him so uncomfortable.
I instinctively stood up and went to take one step but hesitated. He didn't want me. I shouldn't meddle. Fighting with myself, the end result was me saying fuck it (as expected) and rushing over to Nero to help him up.
As I was going, I noticed that the table he was most likely sitting at had another man and considering the setting, it was most likely a date. My vision went red in anger and envy as stomped even faster to Nero.
Had he moved on that quickly? The other man doesn't even look that good. Why did he downgrade so bad? Why is he sitting there instead of in front of me?
All of a sudden, Nero began sobbing and my body went on immediate high alert. The only thing possessing my mind was to comfort the other man and stop him from feeling so much pain.
"Nero?!" I exclaimed, in hopes of telling him that he wasn't alone but that did the opposite of good because Nero began trembling. He quickly scrambled up without giving a single glance in my direction and apologised to his "date" before dashing out of the venue.
I froze on the stop, hesitating whether to go or not. There was a high possibility that I could make it worse, but then the moment of Nero crying flashed through my mind again and I was chasing after him.
I refused to leave the man alone when he was vulnerable like that, even if we had a falling out. I needed to know why he was crying and I selfishly wanted to be the one who comforted him.
He both burst out into the night and I shout out with slight desperation. "Nero! Wait, goddammit!"
He was deaf as he shot up into the night sky and flew across the skylines at the speed of light.
It would be impossible to chase after him now but I wasn't going to give up.
I called forth my own set of wings and flew in the same direction as him, whilst simultaneously giving a call to the one person who would know where Nero was.
It took about four rings (and I was about to give up) before an angry voice sounded through the speaker. "What?"
Relief washed over my body.
"Aiden, I need your help."