Worth Fighting For

Not Over

Arthits POV

As I opened my burning, crusty dry eyes I knew when I reached over the space beside me would be empty. Knowing and believing are two very different beasts. I could feel the warm tears hitting my neck, before I even really could comprehend what had happened the night before.

"Let's be realistic here, hon. We were over the minute your mom didn't approve of us."

What was I even thinking that Kong would agree to be out of sight out of mind? Fuck me very much! He had every right to think my ass was crazy. My mom had been so insistent, I finally just said yes. I'll go out on a date with Emma. I had known Emma since we were babies. She knew I had a boyfriend. I wouldn't have been using her, right?

I reluctantly crawled out of bed and stopped short at seeing the container of pink milk, to go plate of food, and a folded up note. Oh fuck, Kong. I sat my ass back down on the bed and grabbed the note. I took a few deep breaths when my gear came sliding out falling into my palm.

Hon,

I will always treasure the time we were given. I was the lucky one to have been loved by you Arthit, I will always be grateful that you gave us a chance. Thank you for trusting me with your heart. I will always carry a piece of it with me, but I think you need it now hon. My hope has always been for you to be happy, so open your heart and find happiness, Arthit. Keep mine, it will never belong to anyone but you.

Love you, forever and always,

Kong

Through my tears I looked at the gear and sure enough Kong had chipped a small part of it off. Holding it tightly to my heart, I held his to my lips and let myself grieve for what I had lost. What Kong didn't understand was I wasn't giving up on us. What this made me realize ten fold was that our love was right and completely worth fighting for.

x.x.x

(3 Months Later)

I sat at the outdoor picnic table, food untouched, gazing longingly at the home screen of my phone. Kong stared back at me, smiling, eyes shining in love. I had spontaneously snapped that pic of him a few months back, while he had been lying beside me in bed, still half asleep. He had immediately teased me for being adorable, that he had finally caught me watching him sleep. Did I find him sexy all rumpled and barely awake? Was his honey missing him, even though he was only inches away? Kong had showed me just how much he loved me, it was one of the best mornings we had shared. How right he was. Even inches away, I would check sometimes just to make sure he was still there. I enjoyed watching him sleep, so peaceful and secure. How quickly life can change. We weren't just a mere few inches apart anymore. It felt like we were on two different fucking planets.

As soon I could get myself together on that awful day, I ran to his dorm apartment. I had to try and catch him, he wasn't answering his phone. When I got there my endless unanswered pounding on the door made a neighbor step out and inform me that the nice young man had already cleared all his stuff out and left his key with the super. How could he just fucking leave like that? In my mind we were not over, his giving me back my gear and leaving me with that letter meant nothing. It changed nothing. Just let me hold onto my delusions a little longer. Before I even boarded my bus home I had called him thirty times, no answer. The equal text messages I sent were left unread. It was like he had fucking ceased to exist. For the next few weeks all attempts at contact were met with silence. I even tried getting a hold of Aim, Tew, Oak, and even Prae. If they happened to answer my call, I was greeted with either confusion as to why I didn't know where my boyfriend was or straight up hostility, mainly from Aim. He called me a bastard and hung up the phone. Can't say I didn't deserve that.