˗ˏˋ 🍂 'ˎ˗ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ─── Bella and Evelyn have been dating for over eight months, living in a cozy apartment in the middle of London. With a job like theirs, Bella is often away, giving Evelyn a lot of time to kill. When Bella is offered a l...
"That's everything, I think." Bella says, having collected all of their luggage, ready to leave for the airport. I glance around the apartment, and notice one of their scarfs still hanging on the coat rack. It's a basic, red one which they have been wearing ever since I first met them. Bella wore it out on one of our first dates, and I had immediately complimented them on it. The next time I saw that scarf, we were moving into the apartment together, and I remember feeling so much comfort at the sight of the small, red object. "Don't you want to take that?" I say, pointing my head towards the scarf. Bella looks behind them, directly at the scarf before turning back to me. "You keep it." They say, and I can feel some sort of gratitude in their voice. Neither of us got any sleep last night, our eyes are swollen from tears and we are both still in the same clothes from yesterday. Bella offered to sleep on the couch, but I resisted, and eventually got them to settle for the bed instead. It ended up giving me a very sore back, but I didn't bring it up, because there is no use in making Bella feel even worse right now. "Thank you." I say, my voice genuine. They just nod their head, and the feeling of dread returns. I don't want to let Bella go, it's the last thing I want, but I know I have to, for the both of us.
Bella grabs my attention by rolling their suitcase over to the door. "I think we're ready to go, then." They say, their voice soft and uncertain. I don't even attempt to make eye contact or to say anything back, because I know it'll only result in even more hurt. Instead, I follow Bella to the door, taking a few of their bags to carry with me. "You don't have to." Bella says, but I simply ignore them, and we walk out of our apartment together for the very last time. As I close the door behind me, a feeling of realisation hits me, and even more sadness takes over my body. I don't let it show, but instead keep on walking through the hallway of our apartment complex.
Once we reach the car, I make sure to load everything in carefully. We stand there for a few minutes, waiting for Alora to come take us to the airport, since I don't have my license. The silence isn't comfortable this time, just painful. The second I see Alora's car pull up right next to our shared car, I let out a soft sigh. We didn't make any arrangements on any of our stuff, but I'm assuming most of it is mine to take care of, since Bella is leaving the country. I can't afford rent by myself, and the silence really made me worry about what I'm going to do with the apartment and the car I can't even drive. I guess I'll have to figure all that stuff out later, because right now, I just want to take in Bella for one final time, no matter how much it hurts.
