Issues pt.2

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(TW: mentions of mental illnesses and suicide)
Kurapika POV

Leorio didn't come home and I had no clue where he was. Even though he said not to, I called him and I never call, he didn't answer of course.

I held Lucy in my arms and continued to call Leorio.

I groaned and set my phone down on the counter. I don't have to be worried, it's not like he would cheat on me. Right? He might though, before we were actually dating he had a girlfriend and still hooked up with me a couple of times.

I bit my lip and picked my phone up again to call someone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Melody, it's Kurapika, duh. I was just wondering if you could watch Lucy for a bit? Leorio didn't come home last night so I'm going to go look for him."

"Did you call him?"

"No answer."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

"Thank you so much! Bye."

"Bye."

Twenty minutes later Melody knocked on my door. I sighed, "Thank you, again. I'll be back as soon as I can. Bye have fun."

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It was pouring outside making it practically impossible to see anything or anyone. I kept on bumping into people as I looked for my fiancé, "Leorio! Leorio!"

I stood on a table to get a better look around but I still didn't see him. Was he at work? No they would have told me if he came to work hungover.

I put my hood over my head and continued to look the best I could. I looked in all the clubs and casinos, I even went to his family's houses. Still nothing. They haven't seen him, neither have his co-workers, friends, or boss.

I was starting to worry, both of us have issues, mental illnesses. Should I look on the bridge? No he wouldn't. I hope.

I was starting to cry, I couldn't lose him too. I'll have to find him. Even if I have to call the stupid police, I need to find him. I don't care if I have to ask Hisoka for help, I just needed Leorio.

I shivered and went to the bridge to look around. I didn't see him, just a bunch of cars and people in a hurry.

I sighed and continued to walk. Should I ask the locals for help? Like they do in the missing person movies.

I chuckled, Leorio hates those movies but watches them because I love them. He so sweet, I missed him already. He could be anywhere in this big ass city.

I came to a stop while walking onto another bridge. It was a shortcut, abandoned. No cars, trucks, or motorcycles could drive over it or it would collapse. But people could walk on it, and lounge, maybe look at the view.

I looked up at the bridge, I could make out the silhouette of a human. They were smoking, and they were tall.

It was Leorio.

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Part three tomorrow because I'm lazy

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