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There were days where Victor seemed fine. Everything had been great. However there had been days where Victor had seemed off. It wasn’t like he was another person or anything. He was still the same cold and emotionless CEO.
But as we began getting close and began our relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend, I’ve begun to notice differences that he has made since the start of our relationship.
Victor normally isn’t one to make mistakes. I’ve learned that over time, but. The recurring issue just keeps happening the further we get into our relationship.
It started in his sleep, there were sporatatic times where I’ve woken up in the middle of the night to the sound of Victor calling out the same name of this person.
“ Mia…! ”
It sounds like a constant nightmare on loop, normally I would try to help him by waking him up from said nightmare, but even when I do, he completely shuts himself off and just avoids the topic of the dream as though it was none of my concern.
I’ve grown used to the same responses. “ It’s nothing. ” “ Don’t worry about it. ” “ I’m sorry for waking you, go back to sleep. ” “ It’s fine. ” “ It's nothing important. ” and lastly, “ You don’t need to know. ”
I’ve let it go for the past couple weeks, however, this was beginning to get to me. My curiosity of who Mia was only grew.
Just who was Mia? Was it a relative? A friend? ...A past lover? I would never know. He hasn’t told me anything about who this Mia person was.
Days go by, the nightmares get worse and worse and he still refuses to tell me about those nightmares.
Not only has it affected his sleep but it's also gotten into our outings as well.
There will be times where we are out together, having a lovely evening, or even just having soft and loving moments between the two of us, he would suddenly call me by the name of ‘Mia’
Which was not my name.
At first I didn’t mind it. Usually I get called by the wrong name all the time so it was nothing I wasn’t used to.
But now...
It's become an everyday occurrence.
Like today. Emci had woken up extra early to make Victor some breakfast, something that he normally would do but she had decided to make him breakfast since he had a rough night.
It was a lovely and peaceful morning. The sun slowly began to rise, which shone throughout the house. The smell of fresh pancakes waffed throughout the kitchen making its way throughout the whole house.
Victor made his way to the kitchen, spotting Emci working in the kitchen, one sight that he enjoyed finding whenever she were to be the one to cook. A small smile graced his lips as he quietly made his way over to her.
She worked on making the batter for the rest of the pancakes, humming delightfully, until she felt a pair of arms wrap around her from behind, she smiled knowing it was him. “Good Morning, Victor.”
After a moment of silence, he placed a soft kiss to the top of her head, he replied with, “Good Morning, Mia.”
She suddenly froze. Once again, hearing that same name that he has been calling her by for the past couple of weeks. She was tired of hearing that name and it only fueled her to suddenly ask him.
She pulled herself out of his embrace, looking at him, a frown now adoring her features. She grew rather frustrated and paranoid. “Victor...Who is Mia ?”
He looked at her, that smile on his face immediately shifted to his neutral expression. “...It’s no-”
“DON’T.” She started, raising her voice, she looked down, bawling her hands into fists, she continued, “Don’t tell me it’s nothing… I am tired of hearing that same exact excuse.”
His eyes narrowed at that, “It isn’t an excuse. It’s nothing that you need to worry about.”
“Oh really? Is it really not something I shouldn’t be worrying about? Because YOU haven’t been calling me by the right name in WEEKS. And to top it all off, your nightmares you’ve been having, that YOU WON’T TELL ME ABOUT, have made me worry more and more!” She finally let everything out, something she should have done many weeks ago.
He began to grow angry from her sudden outburst, “I said. It's nothing. Just stay out of it, alright?” He dismissed it, giving her a small glare.
Oh but she wasn’t done, she scoffed, “No. We aren’t done having this conversation. You cannot dismiss this like it doesn’t exist. Answer my question: Who. Is. Mia?!”
He turned to walk away, trying to ignore her pestering question but she grabbed his arm. He stopped, “Let. Me. Go.” He warned, as he refused to say a word about her.
She stood in front of him so he couldn’t leave. She glared at him, “Not until you tell me who she is! I deserve to know just who this woman you keep speaking of! She is practically all I hear coming from you!” She raised her voice.
Victor snatched his arm from her, glaring “It's none of your business.”
“Well guess what? I’m making it my business now! After everything we have gone through in the past couple months, you are hiding something and I deserve to know!” She screamed at him.
“When will you drop it? I don’t have to tell you every single thing about me! Just stop asking already!” He began to raise his voice, he was already getting fed up with this conversation.
“If it is something that is affecting our relationship then you should tell me! I’m not going to stop until you tell me who she is!! So I’ll ask again… WHO IS SHE??”
“Again, IT’S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS.” He screamed as he stormed off, leaving to get ready for work. Forgetting about the breakfast she prepared for them both.
She did the same, leaving to chase after him. “Victor! IT IS MY BUSINESS! WHY WON’T YOU JUST TELL ME ALREADY?! WHY ARE YOU HIDING THIS FROM ME?!!”
‘I already told you, WHY DO I HAVE TO KEEP REPEATING MYSELF?!” He yelled, both of their voices echoing throughout the whole house as they made their way to their shared bedroom.
“Because... YOU KEEP HIDING THINGS FROM ME! WHY ARE YOU SUDDENLY ACTING SO DIFFERENT?! YOU WON’T OPEN UP TO ME, YOU ALWAYS SHUT ME DOWN WHENEVER I ASK ABOUT IT AND YOU ARE ESPECIALLY DISMISSIVE WHENEVER I ASK ABOUT MIA! WHO IS SHE? A FRIEND? A PAST LOVER? JUST WHO?!” She snapped, standing in front of him, coming face to face with him.
“I DON’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT HER, IS THAT SO HARD FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND?!” He growled out, his anger only seeping through his words.
“If our relationship is not going to be built on trust then I have no choice but to break up with you.” She spoke those cruel words even though it utterly shattered her heart to say.
He gave her the coldest look that she has ever seen on his face, one that she had not expected to see on his face. He was angry and upset. And with everything that had just occurred, his words came out unfiltered.
"That’s fine. You're not even a formidable replacement for her anyway." His words were laced with venom.
Those words alone, snapped her out of her rage. She stared into his cold periwinkle eyes, as tears filled in her own,her heart shattered as she took a step back. “W-what?...” She gulped and held back a sob, “I was just a r-replacement?” She couldn’t believe it.
Victor didn’t answer, instead, he turned away and left to get ready, giving her the answer she knew.
“F-fine.. If that’s how you feel.. Then I’ll just leave .” She screamed at him, even though he had gone to get ready for the busy work day. She had already gathered her belongings that she needed for the day ahead, leaving their once shared home.
There was no way she was going to come back.
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2 weeks.
2 weeks had passed. Victor had not heard from Emci. Even though he really wished he did. She had left the house the day they had that awful argument and he had not heard from her since then.
During the time that she had been gone, he had realized his awful mistake, how could he say that to her? WHY did he say that to her...
She wasn’t a replacement. He loved her. But.. not only that, he had mistaken her for Mia for the longest time. Why exactly? Well she reminded him of Mia.
Mia, the girl who he had fallen in love with.. The girl who saved him over seventeen years ago.. The girl who had sacrificed herself for the better of the world.. The girl who he killed and held in his arms as she died.
Everything around him reminded him of her and her presence, whether he’d be at work, in Souvenir, anywhere for that matter. Ever since she died, he had not thought of anything but Mia. And even then, when he met Emci, it felt as though Mia was her.
As days and nights pass, he’d get flashbacks of times he spent with Mia and even some fond memories of her that would create an aching and longing pain in his heart. Even when he is spending time with Emci.
It hurt to think about Mia, and it even hurt to be around Emci at times because of how much she resembled her. The constant pain in his chest never went away.
And the nightmares, oh those nightmares… They were haunting him every single day now. It wasn’t as sporatatic as they were before.
The day when Victor had to kill Mia, it kept replaying that scene each and every time.
Every time it occured, he thought, ‘ I can’t erase it from my mind. I just replay it over and over again. I think about it all the time. ’
Why was it so hard to get rid of this horrible memory..? How can he move forward if he still misses her and is grieving over it?
It often left him awake sometimes throughout the night. Even when Emci had wanted to help him feel better, the pain in his chest still was there, he would just dismiss it as if it wasn’t important.
She’d drop it and go back to sleep while he stays awake, thinking of Mia and overall it would lead him to crying. Something he hardly did but ever since she died, it had been hard to let her go.
It became a grieving memory that replayed in his head over and over again.
But now there was a greater issue that he created. Emci. She hasn’t come back… He had tried to reach out to her, but everytime he tried, her phone calls would go straight to voicemail or his messages to her would be either unread or blocked.
Victor had left many voicemails as well. Still even with that she didn’t reply.
Meetings for work about her reports? All of them are now sent by one of her co-workers. She has not been seen by anyone.
What scared him more as the fact that he might have ruined everything and that she was actually gone for good. That she would not ever come back to him… He couldn’t lose her too, not after what they have been through. He had tried to keep himself calm, trying to stay optimistic about it and had reassured himself countless times.
Like right now, he sat at his desk, his head in his hands as he let out a shaky sigh ‘She’ll come back.. I just have to give her time. I know she will come back… I just know it.’ He thought.
With what had been happening, Victor had hardly been able to do much work in his awful condition. He hardly slept much after the argument and after Emci had practically vanished from the face of the earth to god knows where.
Victor wanted her back. He wanted to explain everything to her, he wanted to apologize for being awful to her as well. She didn’t deserve to be treated that way, but yet she was and he didn’t know how to fix it.
He glanced at his phone from the corner of his eye, hoping to see if she would call or text him. But just like every other day of the week, still nothing. “S-She will come back… She has to… S-She just has to come back” He spoke quietly to himself, he wouldn’t let himself think otherwise.
Tears welled up in his eyes, he rested his head against his desk, his arms hiding his face as he quietly sobbed. “ P-Please come back… I-I’m sorry..” He whispered as he sobbed.
“ I can’t lose you too… Come Back… Please Emci… ”