The years in between; Garmau

Him

Italics = Flashback

Aphmau's POV:

Where is he?

I was leaning on his shoulder, after a long night of talking, and getting to know each other. We were laying on the top of my bed, our torsos barely propped up by pillows at the head of my bed. I yawned, and Garroth giggled, "You know," he said, "You don't have to stay up and talk to me forever, you know. Go to sleep if you need to." I pouted, "Buuuuuuut....." He laughed, his smile lighting up his face, his beautiful, handsome face.

My head dashed around my room, looking for something, anything, that would tell me where he had gone.

"But what?" I tired smile reached my face, as I replied, "Talking and playing with you is so much more fun. Plus," I gave into the worry that was plaguing me, "What will I do if someone comes for me in the middle of the night?" His face was warm, and determined, "Don't worry, I'll stay right by your side." I sat up straighter, "Promise?" I held out my pinky-finger, which brought his heavenly laugh into the room, "Promise." He took his pinky, and held it in mine, giving me a feeling of comfort as I sank back into his warm aura.

He promised me.

I could feel myself sinking into sleep, and I curled up next to his warm body. He wrapped his strong, comforting arms around me, and lent in to kiss my forehead, but I tilted my head up to bring my lips to his. I deepened the kiss, and placed my hand on his cheek, it was soft, and warm. He securely wrapped one of his arms around my waist, the other on my back, and I never wanted this moment to end, but I had to breath. We pulled away from each other, our foreheads touching, and I gazed into his dazzling blue eyes, ones that I had gotten lost in from the moment I had met him.

My hand went to the spot he had fallen asleep in, still vaguely warm, and tears sprang to my eyes.

I sank back down into his chest, his arms securely wrapped around me, and I instantly forgot all of my worries once in his arms. He flipped off the lamp next to us, which was the only light on, leaving the room to complete darkness, but I had not a care in the world snuggled up next to him. "Goodnight Aph," he said, probably not knowing that I could hear his last words, (Not meaning as in death, don't come after me with your pitch forks and torches) seeing as my breathing was slowing down every second I laid there, "I love you, Aphmau Phixa." I smiled, "I love you too Garroth." I could feel him heat up even more at those words.

Where was the man I loved?

The darkness then overtook me, bringing me dreams of pure light and joy.

I refused to cry, he could have just gone back to his room, he could be up early, it was possible.

Then I noticed one of the French doors to my balcony was open.

I ran as fast as I could, "GARROTH?" I screamed, but when I reached the balcony, no one was there. I started to worry, as I remembered the doors being firmly closed before I had gone to sleep. Tears formed on my face, but I wiped them away, I refused to crush my hope just yet. "He could still be here, alive." I barely whispered, but I could see a tear fall down onto the cobble far below. I looked back over to my bed, and I realized that there was a note left on his pillow. I walked over to it, dragging my feet as I went, I didn't want to loose him again in my life.

More tears fell to the wooden floor of my bed room.

I climbed onto my bed, and snatched the piece of paper of the pillow, holding onto it like a life line, only to, when I finished reading it, let it fall loosely out of my hands, and onto the bedsheats, letting it float like a feather to rest on the soft blankets. "No," I said out loud, the paper read: I may not be someone to not forgive, but I never forget the past, especially ours Miss Phixa. Come find me in O'kasis if you want your precious lover boy back. Signed,

-Zenix, Sasha,

Zane.

I started to breath out of control, remembering the emo-haired boy, who had left back home with his mother, and his younger brother, while Garte and Garroth had stayed here for the wedding. I broke out into an ear splattering scream, and Katelyn suddenly bolted into my room, her fire fists out, and she was back into her older armor, I had always liked it better on her (Meaning the armor before Cadenza had them change clothes in season 2). "Aph," she asked rushing over to the side of my bed, her blue hair flying about her as she ran to my side, "What's wrong?" I looked at her, every bit of my face concentrating on expressing my pure loathing, and disgust, "Someone took Garroth,"  I said, clenching my fist, "And I know exactly where to find him."

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Sorry this was about 200 words shorter than normal, I have just been having some writer's block, but I pushed through, and now I have a brand new chapter! I also thought that I should let you guys know that I don't really edit these, especially ones that I have already posted, I think it is good for people to see me progress. I know just what I will be doing next, so the next chapter will come out whenever I have time, but for now,

Cya when I do!

-TheCrystalGem

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When you think you post a story, but you're really just previewing it...... Sorry guys! I thought I had published it, but silly old me, two days after I was supposed to post, realized that this was only previewed! I will update again today! Sorry for the inconvenience!