Larsadie

~S-I-X-T-Y-T-W-O~

Sadies POV

After a few minutes of waiting, Future me comes back with some tea for herself.

"Please, tell me what's going on!" I beg. She sits on the couch and turns to me. She clears her throat.

"About 10 years ago today, I broke up with Lars. I was fine. But, after a few weeks, I slipped into a depression..." I clutch my knees.

I was...depressed?

"I-I've never been depressed.." I mumble. Future me nods. I ask, "what does it feel like...?" Future me bites her bottom lip. She then says,

"Well...it's like...you aren't whole. Like; you have shards of you missing. You feel broken, in pieces. And at times, you feel like your just aimlessly trying to come back together, but your thoughts smack the pieces down to the floor, breaking them even more...and you just cry over the thought of not being whole again."

I nod. Then, older me goes back to the story;

"I didn't leave my room for weeks. I barely ate, and I cried myself to sleep almost every night. I got put on leave from the Big Donut, since I wasn't there working." I look out the window, still listening.

"After about a month of going through that depression, I was able to leave my room, but now I camped myself in my living room. Which was a bit better. But one day, I guess word of me and Lars breaking up got around, because Ronaldo came. He sat with me for hours, listening to me ramble and rant and cry about the past month. He stayed with me, listening to every little word."

Future me chuckles. "He even ate ice cream with me and watched reality tv at one point."

I mess with my fingers. Still dumbfounded about what she's telling me.

"Then...around the time my mom would be coming home from work, Ronaldo pauses the tv. I turn to him and ask why he did it. He then tells me, 'Sadie, how are you feeling'?" I turn to future me, intrigued.

"I said, 'I'm having fun...why?' And then, he pulls me into a kiss." My heart pounds against my chest.

"I started to tear up, thinking of Lars, and Ronaldo pulls away, and says, stroking my cheek, 'give me a chance, I can make you happier. I want to see you happy again, Sadie...'."

I blink, and she says, "so...I said yes. I'll give you a try." I run my fingers through my hair, feeling...some feeling.

The house is quiet for a few moments. Then, future me stands,

"I'm going to refill my tea, you want anything."

"I want more answers." She chuckles,

"Anything you can drink or eat, I mean."

"...water please." She nods and heads to the kitchen. I'm left in my thoughts.

Ronaldo kissed me?

I blush, and rub my nose.

I've never been depressed before? How is that possible??

...

I wonder what Lars is listening too...

Future me returns with coffee and a bottled water. She hands it to me and I grab it, and take a sip.

"Thank you."

"Your welcome." As we both sit in silence, I'm able to say, "...t-then what happened?"

Lars POV

"Well..." Future me starts, staring at his lit fire place. "After Sadie broke up with me...I was a mess. I had so much anxiety, that I skipped work for a week." Future me rubs his chin,

"The anxiety was taking over my body. It felt like I was melting from my head and chest. With every inhale I'd start to reform, but as I exhaled, I'd melt and it feel like I was corrupted with fear..." I felt super awkward, and future me knows it.

"Sorry-" he says, "I was getting into the moment."

"T-that's fine."

Holy smokes this guy is deep...

He continues, "But when I came back to work, I hoped I'd see Sadie, but I never did. It was just me at work alone, and occasionally Steven. I kept hearing she was 'sick', but I didn't really believe it." He looks at me, "since Sadie is rarely sick."

I nod, agreeing.

"After work everyday, I'd get home and just talk to Morgan, since she was pretty much stranded here. She was my source of humanity. But, we still had no feelings for each other...we became fast friends instead." I rub my mouth, listening closely.

"A month after the break up, Morgan convinced me to try to talk to Sadie. I was reluctant, but some how, I said I would. So, walking to work that day, I decided to take a detour and go to her house. When I got there, I stood, staring at the steps..." future me glances out the nearby window, looking like he's about to fall apart.

"So, I decided to peek inside through the window..." He chuckles softly. "When I did...I saw Ronaldo. He, he was kissing Sadie.."

I feel my heart race.

I'm gonna kill him-

"Immediately, I thought to myself, 'I'm gonna kill him'- but I remembered, Sadie...isn't my player two anymore. She doesn't want me in her life, she left me and that was it. What we used to have was no black and burnt; besides, it'll only make it worse if we bring it back. Back to player one and played two, back to boyfriend and girlfriend; back to 'Larsadie'." Future me sniffles, starting to swell up with tears. "So, I left the window and jumped off the porch, and just walked home- and I stayed there, nothing even calling work and saying I wasn't coming it...I was to distraught to even talk to Morgan anymore."

A few tears falls down older me's face.

It's awkward seeing an older version of me cry...

I don't know how to comfort him, so I just sit there.

He wipes his tears, "s-sorry..."

"That's okay." I say. "So...what did you do next?"

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