A mess. That's what this has turned into. A fucking mess. I haven't seen or heard from Adam since the party. it's almost been a week. Calls aren't going through, he's not responding to texts, he's just gone.

And it's not just with me, the gang can't reach him either, which is beyond strange, and almost impossible for him considering he needs to be present everyday at work, in both King and Aster building.

"I can't fucking reach him-we don't know where he is" Rhiannon groaned on the other end of the phone, having being piled with all of Adam's work along with hers, she was ready to kill him, and i don't think she's just saying that.

"This is strange, how can we not track him? James and i tried everywhere" At this point in time, i was unfazed by it all. It's Adam King after all, he can do whatever he wants, he can disappear never to be found again.

And i'm just too close to the edge, i just can't take it anymore. Ever since the fight, i haven't been in the right headspace. Just work and back home. He's taken it too far, just too fucking far. The girl's spent the whole week comforting me, convincing me it's not my fault but purely male ego, but still, it is my fault. Isn't it?

I couldn't find it in me to talk to Liam since then, he's been desperately trying to reach out to me, but i just didn't know what to say. I felt overwhelmed with emotion i have been struggling to process since the party. It was eating at my brain.

Am i never gonna see Adam again? Is he just gone? this is all too confusing.

Kicking off my shoes as i got back home, it was a tiring day. Edyth works everyone to the bone, but at least the pay is good, and i did get paid today, It felt extremely rewarding. This is the time where i'm supposed to jumping at my feet to celebrate getting my first paycheck, and if Adam was here, he'd be just as excited.

But instead, here i am. Seated on the couch, the shimmering lights of the skyline flood through the glass walls to illuminate the darkened apartment, leaning my head backwards, i sighed deeply.

What the fuck has become of us?

Pop

opening a soda can, i felt the cold static liquid go down my throat. If he was here, he'd groan about me having one, all judgy eyes and shaking his head.

I can't help but place memories of us together at every part of the apartment. The burning sensation of tears forming on my waterline.

I felt my heart jump, breaking me from my thoughts from the sudden banging on the door.

"ANTHEIA I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE, PLEASE HEAR ME OUT"

Exhaling deeply, i shut my eyes tight. I guess unlike Adam, i can't let this go on for too long. I dragged my feet across to the shuffle the door handle, my heart violently beating. Wait why is it acting up? I have no reason to have heart problems now, i have completely given up over feeling anymore.

His hair was a mess, a cable knit sweater complimenting his sharp features, his ocean blues greeted me. A concerned look over his face, he bit his bottom lip. "Please let me talk to you" He's got those small bandages atop his eyebrow and his lip, but surprisingly not much damage was done to his face.

Sighing, i gestured him to enter.

He walked in with urgency, plopping down on the couch, his eyes follow me, "listen i swear- i didn't mean for us to fight like that" he insisted, strands of his hair fall over his forehead.

"Are you okay?" i sat next to him, arms across my chest. He fell silent, confused on what to say, his eyes searched for mine, trying to decipher my expression. I know, i've been confused with my emotions all week. "Y-yeah i'm- he didn't really hit hard"

He stared into me, "Theia i- i was just gonna talk to him, just to tell him to stop this shit an"

"I know" i sighed, a small forced smile form on my lips. He scanned my face, confusion rising within his eyes.

"It's just the more i tried to tell him about you-the more it set him off"

"You didn't have to do that"

sighing deeply, he slumped his head.

It was a full moon today, the brightest it's ever been, sneak through the glass walls to land in the living room. the moon has always been kind to Liam,  accentuating his sharp cheekbones and jaw, he's the epitome of pretty.

"I know- i- i'm sorry, i just couldn't watch you hurting anymore"

This time, we both sighed in unison, our eyes locking he gave me a comforting smile. "I hate this" my voice croaked.

Replaying all of what took place since the night club ached my heart beyond comprehension, and it's just been a dumpster fire after that. What could i've done differently? Should i have handcuffed Adam and i together so he couldn't go anywhere?

"I- our relationship isn't perfect you know? I don't know if there IS a relationship out there that is" i trailed off. An arm over the couch, he was listening intently, tilting his head so as to face me completely, "But we tried, HE tried and god did he fucking try"

Tears rolled down my cheeks profusely i couldn't wipe away fast enough.

"It's a struggle sometimes-It's not easy" sniffling, i aggressively wiped away the tears gliding down my face, "But it's who you want to struggle with during those times and it's- It's him"

My voice was growing louder, my heart aching with every tear escaping through, "Adam- It'll always be Adam"

All of the times we spent together, every minute we were with each other. All of our memories sped inside my head, making it almost too unbearable to be conscious. "But now he's gone, he's pulling away"

"Well.." Liam chimed in, his soft hand patting the back of my head as if it were to calm a child throwing a tantrum, fair enough, it does feel as if i was.

"He's not gone gone- i know where he is"

I perked my head up, scrunching my face at his words, confusion replacing my despairing thoughts. "What? where-whe-"

"London"

I internally let out an animalistic scream. Are you fucking kidding me? AGAIN?

"oH FOR FUCK SAKE, HE'S PULLING A YOU?"

"He's coming back Theia- wait- what do you mean 'a You?"

I rolled my eyes, my back hitting the couch, groaning loudly. "What the fuck is he doing in London? how did you find out?"

Reaching over to take a sip from my soda can, he relaxed, exhaling deeply. "Donno why exactly, but i have contacts there. London's my turf love" He smirked, sticking his tongue out, attempting to ease the situation from what it was before.

Now what the hell am i to do? He's all the way in another country, that explains alot but growing more questions inside my head, this is all too much for me. "Wait- didn't he... say you're out of the Kings?"

My brows furrowed, i watched Liam's relaxing stature. Head leaning back on the couch, he had a smug smile on his face, "tsk Nah, he can't bar me, the Kings need me"

"That's awfully confident of you" I chuckled, seeing the reddened, softly bruised area by the bridge of his nose, doing absolutely nothing to hinder his pretty face. "Well nothing's come out of his statement yet, as far as i'm concerned i'm still in the Kings"

Turning his head to face me, he gave me a playful smile, " He can't kick us out Theia, neither of us-we're all bound for life"

"Mmkay that's cult talk" We both chuckled in unison, my heart lightening up from the aching state it was in minutes ago.

Sighing, "Liam what do i do? I can't go to London, Edyth won't let me off, and i can't just up an-"

"Antheia" his voice was stern, attempting to calm me. "He's coming back in a few days"

furrowing my brows, i studied his gaze. "So i just wait-for him?"

Pursing his lips, he nodded in response.

Well that's just boring, was i impatient to see him? absolutely. I'm all for grand gestures, and flying all the way to London for him is something i'm willing to do. But, i misplaced my passport like three months ago and i don't know where the fuck it could be in this gigantic apartment.

I felt a weird sense of Deja vu overcome me, making my skin shudder, goosebumps within me.

"Liam?"

"mmmm?"

His ocean blues were staring into me.

"When i...went to Anna's that time i quit the Kings.. why did you- why did you tell Adam where i was?"

Pause.

He chewed his bottom lip before giving me his signature warm smile, his eyes digging into me. Inhaling deeply, "I missed you"

Oh

"And i didn't think i'd see you again after we met in Goodman's, i thought you'd actually run away further" softly shaking his head, his eyes fluttered, "And i wanted to see you again-but the only person i knew you'd listen to was-well... Adam"

"Oh uh-"

"That should've been my first sign that we were not gonna happen" he chuckled, playfully nudging me on my shoulder.

Silence engulfed the room. Nothing but the flickering lights from the busy buildings across the apartment, the two of us seated on the couch, we watched the buildings as if we were stargazing atop his car like we used to.

"Let's do it-let's go to London"

I'm not going to wait for him, In fact i'm going to smack some god damn sense into his head. He's done so much for me, he's tried for me, and this is the least i can do. He needs to know that he's wrong. And that we'll be okay.

Look, Antheia chases no bitch, let's get that out of the way. But unfortunately, he's my bitch, and i love him. So here we are.

"Wait really?" Liam perked up, his ocean blues glistening similar to the lights outside, "Fuck it, Let's do it"

Confidence and excitement overcame me, washing away my sadness and weariness. "YES!"

He exclaimed, messing my hair atop my head, "It's about time the King's go to London" rubbing his hands together mischievously.

Guess we're doing this.