With the Lights Off...

(21): Worldwide

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Ian's POV

I slammed the door angrily and buried my head in my hands again. A few years without Nina.

My back slammed against the door and I slid down defeatedly, collapsing to the floor. I thumped my head on the door and looked up, trying to stop myself from crying.

It was a shitty attempt.

Tears began sliding down my cheeks, until I was panting heavily, trying my best to keep my crying quiet. I didn't want Nina to hear me cry.

"I'm so sorry, Ian," I heard her whisper from the other side of the door. I felt her gently slam her back on the door too, sliding her back down and collapsing on the floor as well.

I wanted to tell her it was going to be okay, that it wasn't such a big deal. That, if we loved each other that much, a few years apart wouldn't even matter anymore. It would be a walk in the park.

But it wasn't. I couldn't tell her that we were going to be okay. Because I knew we weren't. I knew that losing her to some guy was awful, but losing her to her job? That was a million times worse.

I kept quiet and pulled my knees up to my chin, trying to calm myself down. There was probably no way that I could talk to Nina tonight. I couldn't go out there and talk to her without losing it again. I didn't want to hurt her.

I stood up slowly, hearing Nina stand up. "I love you, okay?" she whispered, before her footsteps faded away.

I wanted to open the door and grab her by the waist, pull her into my room and sleep right next to her, just to keep her here. I didn't want her to go. Who in their right mind would want the love of their life to disappear?

I walked over to my closet, got changed into my pajamas, and slapped face down on my pillows. I breathed in and out, trying to calm myself down.

My eyes drooped sleepily and I surrendered.

I'd just talk to Nina tomorrow.

Maybe, she'd tell me it was a huge joke and it wasn't real. Maybe, if it were true, persuading her would make her stay.

Maybe, it would all work out anyway.

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The next morning

I rubbed my eyes sleepily and blinked a couple of times. I was in my room, just like I was last night. My eyes hurt from crying, though I wouldn't even dwell on that anymore.

I sat up and noticed that I was covered in a blanket and that there was a tiny Post-It note on the foot of my bed. I bent over to grab it and read it to myself silently.

Ian

I know dropping what I had to say like it was a casual convo starter was a b* move, and I'm sorry. I wanted you to know sooner, but I didn't want to add to all the crap we've been going through.

I didn't want to wake you up anymore, you need your rest, babe.

My flight got moved a little earlier today, so I decided to just go. It's scheduled for 9 AM. You and I both know how awful I am at goodbyes. I wish I could contact you when I get there, but my phone still hasn't turned up. I'd probably get a new one. I just don't want to keep saying goodbye whenever I call you or text you.