Almost The Perfect Pair

Prologue

How can I tell if I'm in the right relationship?

Everything doesn't seem to fit perfectly, like how I thought it would be. It should be. We cannot even stand each other in the same room. It's  either we would argue, or ignore each other's existence at all, as if none of us existed, just a mere fragment of our imagination. It doesn't suit us at all.

What can I do, it was my fault after all.

As the silence embraced me in the cold of the night while sitting in the couch dumbfounded, he left his room, grabbed his coat by the coat hanger, and didn't even glance at me at all. He then stood at the doorstep, looking at the door as his bare hands grabbed the cold silver knob. He was hesitating for a moment, while I just stare at his slender back. "He mustn't had anything to eat for the past few days, he looks thin." I thought to myself.

He took  a deep breath and in a low voice he said, "I can't to this anymore Ken. It's ruining me, it's intoxicating, it's killing me slowly. I can't do this anymore." He paused for a second as he stopped his sobs escaping from his throat. "I-I'm breaking up with you." He said as he lean his head on the door. Honestly, I don't want to break up with him, not like this. We stayed quiet for a moment. It was hard to let things go, at least for him.

I fixed my position in the couch, sighed deeply and said, "Do what you want Dan."

He turned his head towards me and with teary eyes, he said "You-" he paused for a moment and tried to kept his cool. He breathed heavily, his fist clenched so hard that his fingernails almost dug into his skin, and with a shaky voice he said, "You really don't value me the way you value him do you?" A tear escaped from his left eye, he wiped it away quickly as he stood on the floor, waiting for my answers, but I just stared at him.

As if he knew my answer, he nodded his head in agreement and twisted the door knob open. "Thank you, Ken. It really means a lot to me. Let's not see each other again." He said as he leave the apartment, gently closing the door and a sobbed escaped from his lips. I listened to his footsteps as it began to fade away as he walks away from the apartment. As his footsteps were no longer audible, a part of me scolded me for letting him go. And in  an impulse, I jolted from my seat and ran out of the apartment, chasing after him, as if my body had a brain of its own.

I took the stairs to the lobby and when I arrived there, I saw him, riding a taxi while crying uncontrollably. I can't help but froze from my spot as regrets flooded my thoughts, and I can't help but to blame myself because it was all my fault, everything was so wrong. 

But after all, it's for the best of both of us.

*Hello, author here! I'm sorry if I just uploaded the prologue. I'm still working on the other chapters. I hope you like the prologue!