(A/N: this pic sorta makes me feel some typa way)
Lui's POV:
I could see her house from where I hid. Beyond a few clusters of trees, I crouched in the bushes and kept my eyes on her bedroom window. By this time in the night, the moon was already up in the sky but I could see her bedroom light dimly lit from across the empty street. They were still looking for me and I knew it. Everyone was on alert, and I'd even seen a few helicopters on the way here, not to mention the possible amber alerts and news stories. Everyone was looking for me, so I knew I couldn't be on the move much throughout the day.
I just need to wait.
I was so drawn to her at this point, I felt like I needed to see her again, just so I could feel like I was a real person. Like I was somehow still alive. That, or it could be the feeling that none of this ever happened in the first place. She was like the last memory of the life I had before, and that was what I needed. And I was going to get it.
Y/N's POV:
I sat in my room drawing in my sketchbook. It was always something I did when I needed to forget about everything for a while. Okay, I was drawing Liu. Maybe at his point, I had been trying to suppress how I feel about him due to all that had happened, and I just needed to sit and think about it for a while. Fuck, this is gonna hurt, but I really need to process things.
I love him. And that, I already knew. But for a while now, I've been feeling like I loved him a lot more than I ever thought I did. I mean, what a great thing to realize at this point. It made me angry even to think about it. How on earth have I gone this far without realizing that I cared about him so much, and once this happens to him I finally admit to myself how much I've always loved him. And now he's committed a fucking homicide and I'll have to live my whole life knowing that I was too afraid to love one of my best friends. Something I may never be able to forgive myself for.
By the time I had fully processed what was going on with Liu and my feelings for him, tears were once again rolling down my face. This feeling was so normal for me now. It had come to the point where I'd feel an even bigger sense emptiness if I went a single day without feeling hopeless. In fact, at this point, I could slightly begin to feel it. The emptiness. Liu was long gone by now, wither he's leaving to go as far from this god-forsaken town as possible, or his dead body would turn up a few weeks later in a gutter. That's how it always goes.
It couldn't be Liu though. He needed to end up with me or I wouldn't have it.
