Forever Italy x Reader

Chapter Two

  You walked home, emotionally worn and broken. You arrived at the flat that you lived in-no Kiku lived here. You jammed the key into the keyhole and opened the door to the dark, depressing apartment. You didn't bother to turn on the lights, you just walked to your room and plopped on the bed.
Grabbing your phone, you decided to rummage through it for pictures of Kiku. Some had you walking along the beach with him, others had him smiling, and the only special one was him kissing you. His peach lips touched yours gently, his hands were on your hips, yours were in his hair. You remembered that your friend, Emma, took the picture.
"Emma..." You mumbled, dialing her number. It rung twice and she answered. "Hey, Y/N!" You bit your lip. "Hey Emma.. Um c-can you come over for an hour or so? I really need to talk." You held back sobs but your voice cracked. "A-Are you okay? What's wrong?" She asked. "I j-just wanna talk in person." You replied, crying. "On my way!" She said worriedly.
Ten minutes later Emma was knocking on the door and opened it in urgency, not waiting for you to greet her. "What happened?" She rushed over, seizing your arms. Your lips trembled. "Kiku broke up with me!" You answered, crying so much that you thought that you'd die of dehydration.
"Y/N..." Emma answered softly. She hugged you and you cried and cried and you couldn't stand it and your eyes were swollen but you couldn't stop. She spent all afternoon with you, comforting was her best trait. She quickly decided to spend the night and keep and eye on you. You agreed, not wanting to be alone and sad.
The two of you watched tv, ate, and stayed inside for a few days. She left and wished you luck, she told you to call anytime, emergency or not. You laid in the bathtub, water rising past your ankles. I'm going to leave this house. I'm going to go outside and get over him. By all means necessary. You thought.