When Night Comes(COMPLETED)

Halfway Out The Door

I broke down halfway out the door.

Leaving that hospital room, with Day in it, was the hardest thing I'd ever done. Fighting Commander Jameson, saving the Elector, losing Metias, they were all easy in comparison. The worst part of it was that I couldn't let him see it was so hard. He couldn't know. I couldn't even let him suspect.

I couldn't even say goodbye, at least not properly. A proper goodbye to Day was a kiss, and why would he ever kiss a stranger he just met; someone he doesn't even know their name? So I said goodbye as nonchalantly as possible.

Keeping my emotions in check was always one of my best skills. Not today. Today I have no skills. I am no one. June Iparis, the Republic's prodigy, the former Princeps-Elects, is nothing. She no longer exists.

As I walk out of the hospitals doors, a news reporter rushed up to me. As her red hair streams out from under her large cap, she introduces herself quickly.

"Hello, I'm Maggie Reynolds. An honor to meet you, Miss Iparis. I wanted to personally congratulate you on Day's-"

She stopped abruptly when she saw my face. Maggie's hopeful expression suddenly mirrors my sullen one.

"Day is okay, isn't he?"

I rub a tear away with my mitten.

"Yes, he's okay. Awake. Fully conscious."

More tears streamed down my face.

"What on earth is wrong then? Shouldn't you be celebrating his recovery?"

I pull my mitten off and shove it aggressively in my pocket. Its not fair.

"He's awake, but he's not Day anymore."

Without waiting for her response, I rush away. I'm usually okay with speaking to reporters, but not today. They want to talk to June Iparis, the perfectly well-mannered pretty little rich girl. There's the problem. I'm not her.

When I'm two blocks away from the hospital, it starts raining. All of the other pedestrians run to a nearby cafe or to their homes, but not me. I just keep walking at the same pace. Why would it matter if I'm wet or dry? I still can't have Day. And that won't change no matter where I am.

My comm starts beeping and I see a message from Anden.

'Come home immediately.'

I force myself to stop crying. Anden, as the Elector, must have some important news about the Republic's and the Colonies peace treaty. This is going to be important, and I'm sure the Elector doesn't need an emotional female to deal with.