Finding Home || Kazutora Hanemiya

Chapter 33

It was three days ago when Kazutora walked out your door, and you cried every day because of him. Now it was Christmas Eve, and you didn't know what to do.

Hell, you didn't know what to think, you were feeling so many things all at once. You felt betrayed, you felt like he just used you, that he just wanted a place to live or hide for a while. Maybe he escaped, and that's why he was on the streets, because he couldn't go anywhere, afraid that someone will recognize him and call the police.

You were sitting on the couch, which used to be his bed, while you were staring in front of you, with wide eyes, like you were zoning out, trying to think.

Ryo and Cassie were laying next to you, sleeping, each dog on either side of you. You looked down at Cassie and gently caressed her fur.

No, if someone escapes from prison the news were full of their photo.

Then you thought about that man, who was his best friend.

'Maybe that was a lie too.' you thought and another tear rolled down your cheek.

So if Kazutora had a best friend who is like his brother, then why didn't he go to him after he got out of prison?

How long was he in prison anyway? And why was he there in the first place?

You wiped your cheek again, thinking back to the last few months. Every time you tried to figure out why he was in prison for, or what his relationship with his friend was like, memories of you together were always distracted you.

You could still feel the warmth and the love in your chest as you thought back to how many times he made you smile and laugh, how many times he made you feel safe and cared for.

How you started to fall for him, even if you just known him for a few days. He took care of you while you were sick, he held you in your sleep to make you feel safe, he made you breakfast every time before you left to work...

You fell in love with him so fast, and so helplessly, that even after what you learned about him, you still missed him, and felt like you couldn't live without him.

A few days ago Naomi decided to close the shop, so everyone can prepare for Christmas, and be with their family.

And where were you? Alone in your apartment, feeling more miserable than ever before.

You grabbed your phone, opening your contacts, your thumb lingering above the call button next to Kazutora's name.

You wanted to call him so many times in the past three days, you wanted answers, you wanted him to tell you everything, why he was in prison, for how long and you wanted to know if the past few months were just a lie.

But this was the first time you wanted to call him because you wanted to tell him how much you loved him, how much you missed him and how bad you wanted him to come back.

You closed your eyes, and gulped down the lump in your throat.

'He deserves a chance to explain himself right?' you thought, and just when you were about to call him, your phone buzzed with a notification of a new incoming message.

Three days earlier

Kazutora stepped out of the building of your apartment, and stopped in front of it, wiping his tears away with both of his hands. He looked around, took a deep breath and started walking slowly to the direction of a nearby hotel.

He asked for a room and when he walked inside, he dropped his bag on the floor and collapsed on the bed. He laid on his stomach and grabbed one of the pillows, pulling it close to his chest, while he was staring at the wall, while tears were pouring from his eyes.