Three Dragon's One Crush

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December 15th, 2039

What Two Months Can Do

Dante's Pov

I stared at my screen for what feels like an eternity. Waiting for a response from the many people who we've hired to help us find Milo. But I've been sitting here for hours, and so far no response. I've only gotten up to use the bathroom. But that was really all I did. But the only thing I could think about was finding Milo. And bringing him back home safely. My eyes were squinting, from both the tiredness and stinging sensation that are coming from rubbing them constantly from crying and not sleeping good. But how could I sleep after this, Milo could be anywhere in the world by now. Either being kidnapped or he could be anywhere without food or shelter. And it's all his parents fault, they caused him to leave. Because of that stupid little letter, he's constantly having to think that everything was his fault. Everything that happened the few days before he left. Was all their fault, because when he read it. There was no going back for him, his mental state just pushed him off the edge. And caused him to leave.

I constantly have to live day and night without him. For two months straight, TWO MONTHS. And have to be constantly reminded of that, from both his presence not being here, and the note that he left. Sure, I'm not supposed to read it if he's missing. But I just feel like if I read it, maybe I'll suddenly know where he went. Or, if he was gonna come back to us anytime. My thoughts were then interrupted, when a familiar sound came from my computer. The familiar sound of a notification that I've received an email. My head quickly shoots up. Before grabbing my mouse like it was the end of the world, and opened up my email. I impatiently wait until my email popped up onto the screen. When it did, my eyes instantly light up. It's on of the many people I hired. I was so excited, I felt like I was on top of the world. But I can't let my hopes up this soon. I read the top, it was a daily update on the search. So I began to read it.

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Hello Mr Willulf,

This is a email regarding the update on the search of your boyfriend. Unfortunately, we have not find him today.

But do not worry, we will not give up just yet. We will find your boyfriend. And bring him home, safely.

Please bare with us, I know you and the others are impatient. But patience is the key to finding him.

Thompson
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Are you kidding me...are you fucking kidding me. Two whole months, TWO WHOLE MONTHS. He's been missing, off the face of the earth. And they failed me again. They even had the nerve to send this kind of email again. THEY HAVENT MADE ANY PROGRESS. ITS ALWAYS THE SAME THING. I know I seem a bit bossy. BUT THIS IS MY BOYFRIEND WERE TALKING ABOUT. They're supposed to be professionals at finding missing people. BUT HERE WE ARE, TWO MINTHS HAVE PASSED. AND NOTHING.

Ooo, I wanna just punch my screen right now. Punch it so hard that I punch through the whole entire computer. But...I can't, for it had very valuable information, not like about the kingdom. But my personal shit, like important photos and videos I have saved in here. Especially those that Milo is it, I know it's bad for me at this time. But everyday, I would just open up every single photo and video I have of him. And just look at him, look at his smile, his eyes that glowed with joy, and the videos that had us all together. And here I was, again going through all of those things. Just to feel some bit of happiness back to me. But instead, I broke down into tears. The thought of never seeing him again was just too overwhelming.

Milos Pov

I can't bring myself to do it...it's just so hard. Deleting these photos and videos of them. I feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I looked at the photos and videos I took a while back. Selfies, pictures, silly videos of us together. I just can't let them go...but I know I have to do this. But I just can't find the courage or guts to do this. Two months, and I still haven't moved on. One side of me wants to go back to them. But on the other side, tells me that I shouldn't. Because all of this started by me. I'm the one who couldn't control my emotions. I'm the one that caused this whole relationship to go down hill in the first place. And if I go back, I'll cause more pandemonium. All of these emotions going through my head, just caused me to shatter as I started feeling the tears running down my cheeks.