So this is the end of you and me... | Self-Para
We had a good run, now I'm setting you free.
It had been a while since Landyn had gone home; he wasn't even sure he could call that place home, anymore. Everytime he walked into the apartment, lately, he felt nothing but a cold, empty feeling; that wasn't his home, anymore. Today was no different. After endless shifts at the hospital, ones he'd signed up for, on his own, he was finally back in that house, and it felt emptier than before.
With a sigh, Landyn shut the door behind him, but immediately the security alarm went off. Fuck, he couldn't remember the code; again. Avery used to always laugh at him for that, and come to the rescue whenever it was needed; today, Avery wasn't there. Looking at the device on the wall, Landyn tried to remember; he'd seen Avery do it countless times, but the code had never registered, in his mind. He groaned and looked around, helplessly, and that's when he saw it - the note. The ring.
His heart felt heavy on his chest, and he walked over to the counter, slowly pushing the ring aside and grabbing the paper, walking back over to the alarm and turning it off. Once that was done, he walked back over to the counter, resting his elbows on it as he read the words Avery had written, careful and slow. He could feel his heart beat faster, he could feel his eyes water, but he did nothing; he simply read the note until it was over, sighing, after.
Avery was right; they had lost themselves. It hadn't been only his fault, or only Landyn's fault; it was almost like a joint effort that none of them had realized they were making. All the mistakes they'd made, the ones that should've made them stronger, had torn them apart, but they still held on - they held on until the rope of hope broke, leaving them to fall apart. Landyn had loved Avery; he still did, if he was fair - but not in the same way he had, before. That depth had been lost along the way, and Landyn couldn't find it, no matter how much he tried; the spark was gone.
Sighing once more, the boy looked around him; the appartment was filled with nothing but good memories, but still, he didn't want to be here anymore. In fact, he didn't want to be in Greensville, altogether. The town was dull, and it didn't feel like home; he needed to start over. Somewhere new, exciting; somewhere where he could find himself again. With that in mind, he made his way back to the bedroom, and retreated all his clothes, shoving them into a duffel bag. He then grabbed his bass's bag and placed it on the bed, before grabbing a few pictures and shoving them in the duffel bag as well. Once he was done, he didn't even look twice; he grabbed his bags, phone and keys, and made his way back to the kitchen.
He put everything down once in that division of the house, walking back over to where he'd left Avery's engagement ring. He looked at it nostalgically, a pang of hurt hitting his chest; one that was due to missing that day, a moment where they were so happy. When Avery and him were the same; he wished that could change, but it couldn't. Instead of picking the ring up, like he'd originally planned, he simply took his own off, placing it next to Avery's. Whoever bought the house could give them a better use than Landyn ever could.
After doing that, he grabbed his cellphone and texted only three people; the three people he knew needed to be texted. No one else mattered; no one else would even notice he was gone. When he was done, he tucked his cellphone away, and then walked over to his bags, again, picking them up and throwing them over his shoulder. He took a second to look around, let the walls around him engulf in a soft happiness, one that came from memories created in that space, and then turned around, to the door, and left.
He had no destination in mind, no plans, but he knew he couldn't stay; his heart was somewhere else, and he needed to find that place.
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