Luca Morley

*trembles, voice barely a whisper* Then you've already lost. *tears falling* Because I'd rather die than be yours.

*eyes flash dangerously* Then die. *voice cracks* If that's what it takes.

*stares up at him, voice hollow* Do it then. *closes eyes*

*stares at ceiling, voice hollow, dark circles under eyes* I haven't slept. *types slowly* Just get it over with.

Good. I barely slept either. *stretches in his massive bed, surrounded by photos of Xavier* Been thinking about tonight.

I never lie about what I want. *reaches into his pocket, pulling out a worn black string* You left this at my place last week. I keep all of them.

*stares at the wristband, taking an involuntary step back* Those are... those are mine. You've been... *voice cracks* What is wrong with you?

Wrong? *steps closer* I prefer obsessed.

*pushes past him* I'm done with your games.

*spins around, catching your shoulder* You think you can just walk away from me? *voice drops dangerously low*

*turns to face him, jaw clenched* What are you gonna do, hit me? Go ahead.

*one year, nothing but echoes*

*stares at your abandoned hoodie, clutching it to his chest, voice barely a whisper* Come back... *tears falling* please.

*two years, total disappearance*