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I laid my head down on my desk and groaned, "Great! Amazing." I reloaded the tab over and over again, "No internet in this place? I could've found better service in a dump."
"You're so ungrateful, Akemi. If you really feel like it I think there's a dump about 2 miles from here." They swept the dust off their coat and grabbed their hat..."Besides, it's not that bad here!"
"Probably because YOU don't live in a mansion, and you're used to having slow internet, if you even have any." He scoffed and grabbed his backpack, "isn't this supposed to be a vacation? This is like the opposite of that."
"Jeez, just calm down, and I'm sure we can get this figured ou-"
"No! No, y'know what? I'm leaving! I'm not staying in this trashy place, literally the middle of nowhere, when I haven't even met up with my fiance yet!" I opened the door and slammed it in front of them.
Today was the day. I was going to meet my ex...fiance. Granted, some of my anger was from nervousness, but could you blame me? Skye seemed happy when I called, but was he? Either way, I headed for the airport...
I could drive there, but I'm walking. I needed time to think, and time to calm down. I guess the streets remind me of when I was younger, where I was care-free and would walk in the middle of the road with no consequences. Nowadays, the streets are running full of cars, while the buildings age more every day. The only thing exciting here, used to be the mall. I miss it a lot, I miss going there, but now it's just an empty parking lot.
After a while, I came across the bridge that I used to go to when I was younger. It brought back so many memories, surprisingly not all bad ones. Like, that one year where we all jumped into a large body of water under it. Man, that was so fun. I smiled softly as I watched the waves move back and forth. I was almost hard to tell anything was there, since it was pitch black, but the dim lights next to me lit up the water, barely highlighting it.
This is the night where I could finally meet him.
For about a few months now, we've only been contacting each other by texts. I haven't been able to see his face for the past year, so it's hard to tell what he thinks. Even though we have a great relationship…or friendship, I'm still concerned that he isn't as excited as he makes it out to be. Since, often he over exaggerates how much he likes something and this could be a similar situation.
It's not like we don't see eye to eye or never contact each other. It's been awhile since we haven't, ever since I first contacted him. He's been so consistent not to let this go now that we have it. I can't really blame him because I have also been putting in so much effort to keep this.
He's just so nice and so caring, and if I didn't meet him…god knows what would've happened that night. Well, even though…it was his fault it happened. But I can't just blame him. It was also mine. I could've been more mature and just stood up to him like a normal person, or maybe explained why I was upset instead of running away like a coward.
Even though Tatsuya is definitely still in my heart, I never realized how much Skye really means to me. The thing is, Skye is the type of person who would jump in front of a train for anyone. It doesn't matter what they have done to him, or said, or anything. As long as you're nice at least once to him, he will do his best to protect you.
It was obvious after examining him and Tatsuya. They were actually quite toxic before me. You could tell, they would fight and never agree on anything. Tatsuya was obsessed with Skye. He didn't know how to love him, or how to talk to him, or how to treat him. Probably because he never asked, he assumed by buying him gifts he didn't ask for and being over-romantic with him.
I knew what Skye wanted more than what Tatsuya did. Even though they had been dating for 4 years by the time I met them, it seemed they had nothing planned out. Skye really just wants affection, sometimes not even romantically. He needs a support group and someone to tell him that he is doing so well and that everything he is working on will amount to something, anything.
It seems to me that they don't even know each other's hobbies. Skye loves photography and traveling and going to museums. Tatsuya likes architecture and painting, occasionally going out to the bar and having a few drinks. They don't do anything together, and rarely go out together.
So, they found other people to do this with. As Tatsuya's escape used to be me, Skye couldn't depend on me also. He went out with some guy who discussed photography and took him out to eat. Skye fell in love with this person so quickly, because he filled the hole that Tatsuya couldn't. Just as Tatsuya had with me. Maybe if I had known the problem quicker, I wouldn't have freaked out so much when everything fell apart.
Tatsuya kissed me, then brought me home, explained he was already taken by Skye, and it was a constant fight over him. Before I knew, Skye was gone, and then Tatsuya was dead. And I was dating some random girl I didn't even know as a way to cope, then I was alone again. Living on my own, being in the hospital, writing a last letter to my fiance. I completely fell apart, and now we're here.
Back with Skye, back with Tatsuya, back in the same situation. I will not let it fall apart this time.
I puffed out the last trail of smoke before throwing my cigarette against the pavement harshly. I rarely smoked, but it eventually became a way for me to think more, a way to deal with stress. Unlike most people, I actually wasn't addicted. I know literally everyone says that, but this time it's true. I don't need it like other people nor do I want it. I just see it as a way to deal with things, that's it. Is it healthy? Of course not.
I finally decided to walk towards the airport again since my feet were about to give in. It was freezing out, so I put my hood up over my head. I felt shivers go down my spine but ignored them. It was weird since cold never bothered me, so I figured it must've been anxiety.
All I could hear was racing cars zooming down the highway next to me. I felt like an ant compared to these people who would show off their prize winning cars just to look cool. Not that I didn't have the money to, it just seemed like a waste. But who am I to judge, I've bought way more useless things. Although, it'd be cool to be like those people, if my ego was like 10x bigger maybe.
Most of the time, I just feel boring. I feel exactly like Skye most of the time, like I don't amount to anything. Maybe that's why I understand him so much.
I had finally made it to the entrance when it started to feel like my feet were sinking into the sidewalk. But I couldn't stop now. I hadn't walked 4 miles for nothing. There was no turning back.
I knew he was here already. I could sense it. And plus, I saw his car packed with slight snowfall on top of it, so he'd been here for at least 10 minutes.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before walking in. I wanted a second of peace before whatever was about to happen. It was crowded here, which I hadn't expected being winter, and seeing all these people made me feel helpless. How was I ever to find him?
I walked around and in-between all the people. My lip was shaking a bit, I was so afraid he would just pop out of nowhere. I tried to remember how I should act, but decided to let it go. I should just be honest and there, no act needed.
I sat down for a brief amount of time and took out the bouquet of flowers I had put in my backpack. Granted, they were a little squished but still looked presentable. They were full of all his favorite flowers, and a homemade note attached to it.
As I got back up, I bumped straight into someone, "Oh, sorry-" My eyes ran up until I saw their face and when I did my face turned bright red. It was him. It was Skye.
His lip curled up into a smile as he wrapped his arms around me, "Took you long enough." He whispered into the side of my head before resting his chin on my shoulder.
My body was completely frozen. "Haha, yeah.." I just stood there like a statue as he dug his hands into my shirt, quite obviously enjoying himself for the brief time.
I wrapped my arms around his waist in return though. It had been years since I've fully hugged someone like this. I saw a few people stare but I didn't even care anymore. I closed my eyes and smiled. This felt so nice.
I gave a small chuckle as he clang onto me more. Eventually, he let go and we looked into each other's eyes. "I missed you," I admit.
"I've missed you more," He smiles. He looks down in my hands, where now even more squished flowers lay. "Are these for me?"
"Oh! Yeah, they are…sorry they're a bit squished…" He looked up at me before we both burst out into laughter,
"I love them!," He picked them up out of my hands and observed them, "My favorites…you romantic!" I just giggled a bit in response. "Also, sorry for whatever…that was." I figured he was mentioning the hug.
"Oh! It's all good! No need to apologize for that, silly." I ruffled his curly hair. It felt weird to see him blonde, as typically it was dyed. It looked really good on him though.
His eyes gave a little smile at me, "You're so annoying, y'know that?" He joked, "It took me like 2 hours to style my hair right!"
"Mmm, but you love me anyways~" I teased. I looked down at my watch, "Wait, when do we leave?"
He opened his phone, "Oh shit- we have to go like, right now!"
He grabbed me by my hand and we ran towards our flight. By the time we got there, we were both completely out of breath but soon heard the announcement. We hadn't missed our flight.
I let out a sigh of relief as we both walked up with tickets and gave an anxious look at each other. Neither of us had ever been on a plane before so this was new to us. We handed over our tickets, forgetting we were even holding hands.