Our frail hearts, including mine, couldn't handle the ending, so I made a short sequel. Enjoy!
You felt like you were forgetting something. It had always felt like this ever since before you knew it. It wasn't like this feeling was necessary, but it just felt out of place.
"What's wrong?" Your mom asks you as she comes into the kitchen with a yawn.
"Sorry, mom. I must've been a bit too loud." You said as you sip on your mug.
"Don't stay up too late. You know how worried your dad and I get whenever you start to act like this.." Her brows raises in concern.
"Oh, don't worry. It's not about that. I was just getting a cup of hot chocolate, since I couldn't really sleep." You assure her that nothing was going to happen.
"Alright then."
Your mom soon walks away and into her room, closing the door behind her. Seeing her door close, you quietly sigh a breath of relief. It was true that you couldn't sleep, but those thoughts and feelings were what kept you up.
Ever since young, you've been saying things that your parents couldn't understand. Sometimes you cried without a reason, and other times, you said that this place wasn't home. You just looked so lifeless sometimes that your parents often worried.
Due to this, your parents often spoil you, but nothing ever seem to work out. To them, it felt like if they didn't get you to attach yourself to something, you would just disappear and go away one day. They were worried that they would lose you.
However, to you, this place was 'home,' yet it didn't feel quite right for some reason. It felt like someone is always missing. Though, you don't know who is missing, you missed them.
You were already turning 24, yet you could never seem to find an end to this. Despite already owning a place, you came over to visit your parents and stay for the night.
Your hand went over your stomach where a birth mark was at. It wasn't a circle like many others, but a long slanted mark. It had never looked pretty or unique to you.
Taking your jacket, you zip up half way and went out the door, hoping to refresh your brain.
As you walk around the neighborhood, you spot a guy sitting beneath one of the street light poles. Since it was a Main Street, there were still a few people, but they were either glancing at him as they past by or completely ignoring him.
You approach the guy. He was wearing light clothings and did not look homeless. His head hung down, not acknowledging your presence.
"Are you okay? Do you need help?" You ask him as you squat down to his eye level.
He didn't look at you nor did he say anything. You tap on his shoulder and realize how cold his body was. Afraid that he wasn't alive, you check his pulse, making him startle.
When he finally look at you, you felt something stirring inside you. He was a handsome young man with blue eyes. Because of a bruise on his face, you didn't know what else to say.
Taking off your jacket, you put it around him, saying, "It's cold tonight. Make sure to get home safely. I don't know what happened, but you should stay at one of your friends or a motel. I have a bit of cash with me in that right pocket if you need."
A sense of deja vu overcame you, as if you had done something similar to this. You shook it off and stood back up.
The man held your hand, locking eyes with you.
"Have we... met before?" He asks.
Before you could answer, you notice that he was crying. His tears were spilling out, and he realizes that he was crying, so he hurriedly let go of your hand.
"Never mind. Go." He says as he wipes his tears.
Your sight became slightly distorted as you felt drops of tears running down your face. It was so sudden that even you didn't know what was going on. When he had cried, it just made you emotional. You didn't even know the guy!
"Why are you crying?" He asks you.
"I don't know. I saw you cry and then I cried." You said as you wipe your tears.
That feeling of missing someone was finally gone. It felt completed at last. You squat down again.
He looks a bit hopeful as he looks at you with red eyes. A smile sprouts on his face as he says, "I think I found you, y/n."
Hearing him say that name was awfully familiar, but it wasn't your name.
"Hey, if you're going to mistake me as your ex or something, you could've gotten my name at least correct." You chuckle.
"At least, it's not now. Can I know your name? I'm Killua, well... it's not my legal name, but a nickname." He says.
"Killua?.." An unfamiliar name you had uttered out your mouth, but the sense of hearing this name wasn't unfamiliar at all.
"I'm here this time. If you allow, I won't allow such opportunity to pass by." He says with a cheeky smile as he got up.
He pulls you up and hugs you tightly. You don't know him, but you knew that he wouldn't hurt you. Despite wanting to deny all of this, it didn't change the fact that the feeling you always felt was now gone.
What did he do?
"Wait, no! I don't know you, and you don't know me. I gave you my jacket and am heading back home. End of story." You pull away and start running back home, while thinking that you are crazy to have felt that way.
"I'll be here again tomorrow at 4pm. Let's meet again." He says behind you.
You thought to yourself that you weren't definitely going and that he is dangerously luring you in, but he didn't feel that way at all.
After stopping in front of your parent's house, you look back. He wasn't following you, and no one was there.
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"Yes, mom. I'm heading to my apartment right now. I'll be okay. Don't worry too much." You said as you hang up.
You had just gotten off work. Although you had told yourself not to go, you were curious. What if he was actually there waiting? What if he waited again when you didn't show up?
As you gather your courage, you walk to that Main Street again. Under that same light, you see him looking at his phone with your jacket in hand. A small bandaid was on his face, covering the bruise. He then looks up from his phone and looks around, spotting you.
"Ah, hey! You're here." He happily smiles as he puts his phone away and starts to walk towards you.
Not knowing what to say, you open your mouth to say, "You didn't need to wait. Why did you wait anyway?"
"I want to get to know you. Oh, how lucky I am to have met you." He says as tears starts to brim the edge of his eyes.
"Why are you always crying each time we meet?" You ask him as you hand him a tissue.
"Isn't that because I'm so happy to have met you? I found you." He says as he wipes his tears.
"Found me? What am I? A lost cat?" You glare at him.
"No, no, no. Never. I think I found my soul mate."
You look at his ridiculous smile that was plaster on his face. He didn't seem to be lying at all. All the while, your face grew hotter and hotter.
"...." You had intended to open your mouth to say something back, but you couldn't say anything back at him when he said that.
"Close your mouth. How about we go get a meal together? I'll treat you." He laughs as he lightly taps your chin.
You close your mouth, embarrassed at his words from earlier. Cautiously, you texted one of your friends your location and the appearance of Killua to her, telling her that if she can't call you later at 4:30pm, then for her to contact the police.
"Alright then." You agree.
He starts to walk beside you, showing you the way, and the smile on his face softens.
"I really missed you. How about you? Did you miss anyone?" He asks.
He always asked the weirdest questions, yet he was spot on. You bit your lower lip and didn't answer him. He was strange.
"Let's take our time this time, and I'll make sure to be all the more diligent in protecting you," He then looks down at the ground, "I don't mind if you think I'm some weirdo or that I'm strange. I don't even care if I'm the one that's talking all the time. I'm just glad to have you."
His words touched you where it usually doesn't when others say such things. Walking like this makes you feel a sense of deja vu again.
"I... I'm y/n. I don't want to meet anywhere private. Only public places with people will do." You said as you walk faster away from him.
It'll only be this one time that you give in to this strange person.
Hearing a chuckle behind you, you felt your face get hotter.
"Alright. Whatever you say."
You could hear a smile in that tone, and quietly smile to yourself.