He couldn't remember the last time he had a meal. All he knew was that his stomach was empty and he was also thirsty. But he had nothing. He had nothing at all. He knew all he could do was lying on the floor like that. Forever.
But, no. He needed to look around; checked if there was something she left behind before she packed up her books, letters, and things, and walked out the door.
Nothing.
He stared at the door. He recalled her face when she walked away without a word. He recalled everything he wanted to say but left unsaid. She went away and now he was staring at the door. The door that could not be opened because when she left, she took away the key with her. And the spare key... well, he had lost it years ago.
He knew he could not get out of that empty apartment. Ever.
So he decided to lie back on the floor in the middle of the room once called a living room. Alone. Lonely. And miserable.
For what he felt like years, he was just staring at the ceiling. Boys don't cry, he knew that.
Whilst he was busy counting each second, someone knocked on the window. What the hell? He was confused. It was the fifth floor of the building.
He stood up and walked to the window and he opened the blind.
A girl. Smiling.
Hi! I'm here to get you outta there.
How?
Come on and take my hand.
At first, he hesitated.
Come on. We can climb down. Don't be afraid. Just take my hand.
He reached her hand and they climbed down the building; not sure how.
After what he felt like an eternity, he set his feet on the ground. He felt the sunshine on his face. He felt the wind blow.
He looked at her. She was smiling.
Pretty.
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"Take you away from that empty apartment..."
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