Without Me (Infinite x Reader)

Chapter 6 ~ Runaways

Infinite has been crying for what feels like an eternity now. A tormenting, torturous eternity. He had started hiccupping because his breaths were uneven. Tears were scarce because Infinite had dehydrated himself. It had to at least been an hour since this has started. My heart has been crushed by each of Infinite's whimpers of self-doubt. I had developed a headache, but I didn't complain. It took all I had to not break down and start crying with him. I only allowed small tears to fall, nothing more.

   Slowly, Infinite stops sobbing and takes even breaths to calm himself. I expected him to let go of me but he didn't do that. He held me tighter. My arms do the same, head resting over his shoulder. Several moments pass of us like this, clutching each other in silence. One broken person supporting the other.

   "...I don't know what to do," Infinite eventually mutters, voice shaky and raspy. "I don't want to be seen as a bad person anymore, but I want Shadow to pay for what he had done. That is my mission, my goal. That was the only thing that has kept me alive all this time."

   "Was", I repeat in my head. I think my answer through carefully. Shadow killed people, I don't know what the reason is, but I don't care. It's wrong. I wasn't there when things went down that day, so understanding what the scenario was makes it difficult to see from Shadow's perspective. If Infinite does get vengeance on Shadow, will others in the Resistance be at risk? If they are, then I must intervene.

   "I..." A sentence never came. I didn't know what to say.

   Infinite sighs quietly, tightening his arms. "I just want to forget this life and start over."

   I raise my head up, looking at the metal wall, brain thinking. "Let's do it," I say.

   Infinite lets go of me and looks into my eyes, confused but serious. "What do you mean?" he harshly wipes his face with the back of his glove, which was red from all the weeping.

   "Escape this. Start over," I say.

   Infinite stares at me. It seemed like he was contemplating. I stand up to my feet, my legs wobble slightly from being sitting down on my knees for so long. My balance was also messed up with the head injury I had given myself. I look down at Infinite and extend my hand out to him.

   "Let's get away from this war, Infinite."

   Infinite looks up at me still. He was wordless. Slowly, almost like he expected me to take my hand back, reached out for me. We gripped each others forearms, and I pulled him up, though he tried to stand on his own without my help.

   He looks at me, then behind me. Infinite walks past me, I watch him. He strides to where his mask laid on the metal flooring and picks it up with one hand. Infinite brings it close to his face, scanning it silently. I watch in confusion, feeling slightly nervous about what he may do next.

   Infinite glares at the metal face cover, nails digging into it. He hurls it at the cell wall with a growl of anger. The impact of the wall causes the metal crack, some pieces break off from the force. The mask bounces off the wall then fell to the floor. The red and black glass shattered, scattering and spreading out onto the floor in hundreds of pieces.

   I stare at the shards and fragments with shock then look back up at Infinite. His hands were in fists, he was breathing deeply as he stared the pieces.

   He turns and looks to me, eyes calmed. He holds out a hand to me. "My name is Zero."