“You know, I never thought you’d look for me, I never thought you’d care. But hey, you proved me wrong. I could never do that for the unhappy thoughts in your head. Luca, I don’t think this story’s gonna have a happy ending, I don’t know what I’m trying to say...”
"Well if you don't know what you're trying to say, how am I supposed to know?"
"Fine, seeing as you don’t care." I suddenly snapped, "Good. Bye."
"Wait, wait and just hold on a second. Who says I don't care?"
"I'll see you at the next zodiac crisis."
"Gemme!" He yelled, "I do care, and I do want to sort this out, and I'm sorry I just walked off like that, but I just figured it was safer if I walked away before my temper got too out of control and I did more damage than I already have."
I ended the conversation there, but I knew he wouldn’t let it go, "Gemme!" He cried and I sighed, trying my hardest to sever our connection, "c'mon, Gemme... please?"
"Quit fucking around, Gemme. I only walked away because I was in the kinda mood where I could have hospitalised you. C'mon! I was trying to protect you, not hurt you more!"
"GOOD BYE, LUCA!" I growled, wondering how the hell I could destroy the connection, when I found it, I held out just a little longer, I wanted to hear what he had to say. He said nothing in return and I cut off our connection.
A few minutes later I was sliding his phone under the door. Which was a big mistake, he tore open the door but as he called, "Wait!" I was already going, I broke into a sprint and he ran after me. "Wait! At least tell me how I’ve somehow fucked up so badly you won't even look at me!" I shook my head and kept running, I planned on making him go in circles so he didn’t get lost in the village. But he made me freeze up until he caught up to me "Please, Gemme. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me; I can't just let that go." I growled again, using his power to unfreeze me so I could run off. He caught up easily however as I slowed due to tiredness. "Come on! What did I do?!" I pushed him away, but he caught my arm, he held onto it tightly. "What. Did. I. Do?"
“Let me go!”
"I'll let you go when you answer my question!"
"Let, me, go!" I repeated, squirming in his grip.
"When you answer my question!" he repeated angrily.
"You're hurting me, let go!" He loosened his grip so it stopped hurting but still held onto me firmly. So I started writhing, kicking and hitting at him furiously.
He held onto me and didn’t seem too bothered about me attacking him. "Just tell me what I did and I'll let go."
"How about you let me go and I'll tell you?"
"How do I know you won't just run off?" he paused, thinking about it for a second. "Forget that. I'll trust you not to run off." he muttered, letting go.
"Trust misplaced." I murmured, holding him in brain freeze as I ran off. It worked and I held onto his brain, stopping him still, until I ran around the corner.
"How are you supposed to fix something if you don't even know what had gone wrong in the first place? Gemme!" he cried, not running as fast anymore.
"I don't want you to fix it. I don't love you, good bye." I called back.
"But I... fine." he stopped completely, "I still love you, though. I hope you'll forgive me for whatever it is I did one day."
"Mmm, see you." I sighed, taking his pause to slow to a brisk walking speed.
"I hope so," he sighed, turning back the way we had come. I began singing loudly as we walked our separate directions.
“Flying, on a jet plane, I don’t know when I’ll be back again.”
He did the same, except only I could hear it. "I need someone, to believe in, 'cause I don't believe in myself"
"All she wants is just that something to hold onto, that's all she needs." Be like that, a song that was fitting and was also shared between us.
"If I could be like that, I would give anything."
"Is that too much to ask?"
"I dunno. Is it? You're still welcome to tell me what it is exactly I've done wrong. Maybe it'll help."
"Perhaps I'll decline that offer."
"Then how am I supposed to be something to hold onto if I don't even know what I'm doing wrong?"
"Perhaps I don't want to hold onto you." I growled, continuing my walking until I rounded the next corner. When I was out of his sight I changed direction, heading toward the airport. Good luck finding me, Luca.