Gone

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She walked with me to my room.

"Stay here and don't go anywhere until I come back, can you do that?" Asked she conveying how serious she is. I am not so much in a good mood and she can also see that.

"Where are you going?"

"As I told you, to interrogate them." Her answer was short.

"You are uneasy about something. What did you find?" I proded knowing her all too well.

She sighed giving up. She walked closer to me and got on her tip toes. If it was any other situation I would have moved my head to kiss her but sadly it's not. I believe it's something serious.

"I have a suspicion so I have to confirm it." She whispered in my ear.

"What happens when you confirm it?" I can't control myself from being curious. Though I was mindful of not speak in a loud voice.

She looked up at me, her face illuminated by the lights yet I saw something sinister slither on it.

"Someone will die."

I didn't realise when she left. I was still standing in the same place staring in the air. Though my body was in the room my mind was not. The words she just said were not at all like her.

The Annie I remembered is lost somewhere in the Vanessa I am seeing now. Occasionally I could find the pieces of her old self but they also fade away. I can't understand what has happened to her, the reason? Simple, I was not with her in past five years to know what caused her to change so much.

Today she wanted me to end my feelings for her. She didn't want me anymore, didn't need me.

I put my hand on my chest over my heart rubbing it to ease the pain there. It was like all these years I have waited for an illusion. My knees felt weak.

I opened my closet and searched for the knitted sweater desperately. I need it to calm myself. Make my heart at peace.

There it is.

I hold the sky blue sweater in my hands as I lie down on the bed. I hug the sweater to my chest inhaling in the scent. Soon my mind drifted off to the memories.

Flashback~

My head hurtssss! I groan rolling over on the bed. I don't even want to open my eyes. The hangover is killing me. I curse at the sunlight irritating my eyes. Trying to go back to sleep is not going to work. Her name rolled out of my mouth on its own.

"Annie"

And like bucket of cold water reality came crashing down on me. My eyes snap open and I sit up on bed.

I had too much to drink last night so my vision is blurred but I can never forget those eyes she looked at me with. Disbelief, pain and heartbreak. No words came out of her mouth but her eyes showed her agony. The ocean blues were wide with shock and tears were streaming down her rosy cheeks. Her shoulders were shaking slightly with her sobs.

I put my head in my hands and pulled my hair.

What have I done?

I don't know what to do. I look around the room impatiently to find the answers but there is nothing. I decide to go to her place.

As soon as I got up from bed my head decided to make a spin. I fell on the floor scratching my knees.

"Shit!" Cursing I get up and grab the keys from the table. This is when I realise that I don't have a shirt on.
"Great." Annoyed I put on the first shirt my hands grabbed on. My head is killing me.

I run to the car and drive it fast towards the direction of her home. My heart is beating madly in my chest. I am getting a bad feeling. I just drive faster to reach her as an unknown fear is creeping inside me. I have no idea how many signals I broke and truthfully I don't care. I just need to see her.

I stop only when I am in front of her house. I don't see her car there maybe it's in her parking or maybe she is at work. Wait what day is it?

I check my phone and am shocked to see that it's Sunday. I was out for whole two days!

It also means that she doesn't have work today. I run to her door and ring the bell like a maniac. Not a single answer comes. My throat went dry. I open the door with a spare key she gave me. I kept it with my keychain along with my house keys.

With shaking hands I slide the key inside the keyhole and turn it. The sound of click provides me a bit of relief. I open the door hesitantly.

Stepping in I call out her name with hope.

"Annie?"
Nothing.

I try again.

"Babe?"
Still nothing.
My heart felt heavy in my chest.

The house was shrouded in darkness. My hands fumble on the wall to look for switch upon finding it I turn the lights on.

I inhaled sharply. Everything was...gone. No furniture no curtains nothing. I run to her study, the shelf which was stocked with books now had tiny sheen of dust on it. I go to her kitchen throwing open all the cabinets hoping to see at least one bar of chocolate still nothing. I walk to the bedroom with heavy steps. The door open with a creak it's sound loud in the silence of the house.

The room was empty. All of her traces gone. You wouldn't even guess that someone was here. She didn't leave even a single thing behind for me to hold on to. Our pictures which were framed on the wall disappeared. Not even her scent was left here.

I collapsed, my knees hitting the floor as reality hit me.

She left me.

Suddenly I couldn't breathe. There was a burning fire in my chest. My throat closed. I couldn't swallow. I open my mouth to breath but a sob came out and then another. My cheeks wet from tears.

Don't leave me please come back.

For the whole week I kept searching for her. I checked in the hospital she worked at, they said she has resigned and they don't know where she has gone. I went to all the places she liked to visit waited there for hours and hours but she never came back.

With each passing day the pain will grow inside me. After a week I knew she is not here all I can do is just wait however long it takes. I went back to my room to change my drenched clothes. It was raining outside. When I was looking for my sweater I found a soft bundle of clothes neatly folded in a corner.

I recognised it instantly.

My tears streamed down onto the knit sweater clutched in my hands. It smelled like her.

Where are you Annie?

I heard a loud scream.

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