Complicated

Chapter 64: Gone Away

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G O N E A W A Y

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Damon's POV

Don't tell me that it's over, the book of you and I
Now you've scribbled out my name, and you've erased my favorite lines
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June 19th, 2020

I had hoped it was a nightmare. Just a bloody nightmare from all the drinking at the masquerade ball, and I would wake up and my perfect, brilliant witch girlfriend would be laying down beside me, propped up on her shoulder, her wavy hair flowing down the side and hitting the pillow, ready to give me my morning kiss once I woke up.

It was not a nightmare.

It was real life. Real fucking life.

I wake up smelling the sterile, clean smell of the infirmary and with Cierra beside me, who tries to explain to me what exactly had just happened. That it was real. That Katherine truly decided to give up her powers, history, friends, everything to become a muggle. We cry for a bit. Both of us. Even Madam Pomfrey does, claiming the professors had found out this morning and were all sad when the headmistress took down her picture from the hall.

Once the shock of everything started to drift away I get out of the infirmary and run over to her dorm and look everywhere. Her drawers. Her closets. Her desk. Her bathroom. Underneath her bed. There's nothing there. Her clothes, guitar, snacks, photos, even her books, fuck even her bloody fucking books... she took everything. Everything's gone. There's no trace of her left.

It's as if she never even existed. The only thing left of her is our memories and the indent she left on the bed from last night, and her smell. I can still smell her trace of mint and fire whiskey and sweetness and that kills me.

Despite what she wrote in her note to me I have to check her house, I can't leave anything unchecked. Ric takes me to his house, he himself being in shock and dealing with grief for his sister's lost soul, and I speak with Mal and Draco, more like yelled honestly, but she wasn't there. Her room still has most of her things, but it feels empty.

They explain to me what had happened with tears in their eyes, tears of sadness mixed with anger. Though they didn't explain it just to me, they explain it to all our friends too, because Roxy and I told everyone and they came with us to their house. They themselves can't believe it either. Except for Louis, Cierra had told him as soon as she found out but she hasn't told him where they would go either.

Kathy had gone to the ministry and begged them to take everything away. She didn't want to be involved in this world anymore, she claimed it was too much for her. All the trauma, all the magic, all the torture, it was just way too much for her to handle. After analyzing her mental conditions and screening her, the ministry deducted that she was a severe suicide risk. That killed me. So they granted her wish. Obliviated her of everything having to do with the wizarding world and building a completely new, fake muggle backstory for her.

She went to boarding school ever since she was eleven and skipped a couple class grades so she would graduate early. She moved out of her parents' house and moved in with her older sister to a location that Mal and Draco refuse to reveal to us. She's not allowed to talk to her family or friends often unless needed to because of their connection to the wizarding world, with much pain in his heart Draco had to agree to the conditions the rest of the board of the ministry put out for him. Apparently they've been working on this for days now, deleting her contacts, specifically the ones of us, downloading muggle apps and deleting wizard ones, changing things in her room to make sure nothing is magical, enchanted the moving pictures to stay still, did everything to make sure her muggle story would be as believable to her as possible.

She will only remember people she would've met regardless of if she was a witch or not. Roxy, her cousins, her godfather's family.

Unfortunately, I'm not included in that list. If she wasn't a wizard she would never have met me. We would've never had the life and the adventures we had.

How could you do this to me Katherine? How could you decide so easily that it'll be okay to forget me?

Don't you see how much this is killing me?!

Why would you...?!

I leave her house, slamming the door closed behind me, and sit on the beach, taking my shoes off to feel the sand on my toes, to feel a connection to reality, leaning against a log and laying my head between my knees to breathe. After a couple moments of being immersed in hearing the waves crash against the sand, I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn to see Roxy take off her shoes and sit beside me.

We say nothing to each other. We know what we're both thinking.

We lost her.

Kathy.

We thought we could help her, we thought she would get better with time, but she didn't. She was a suicide risk.

A severe suicide risk.

And now she's gone. And we can't contact her, write her, call her, text her, Merlin we don't even know where the fuck she is.

After being in the infirmary with me, Cierra left immediately, I had to assume to be with her. She'll still be around but she graduated so it won't be necessary and she isn't allowed to disclose anything about Kathy's new muggle life.

Merlin fucking damn it Katherine!

I can't do this life thing without you. I have no idea how I did it before but I know for certain I won't be able to do it now. Now that I know what life's truly about.

You promised me forever. You have a ring on your finger. You were the first person I've ever trusted!

And you do this to me...

You left me. I was there for you in your worst times and yet, you left me.

I hate you. Now I mean it.

I fucking hate you almost as much as I fucking love you.