he was gone.
in such a short notice too.
said he got a scholarship someplace in america.
i told him not to take it.
it might not be the "right one."
he said he was going, said it was going to make his name known around the world.

he probably seen my worried face.
"i'll be back in a few months, hinata," he whispered, placing his hand on my bright colored head. "i promise."
i nodded, taking his words and putting them into my heart.
he'll be back in a little while, i thought. he'll be back and everything will be normal.

how dumb of me.
i should've begged him to stay.
i should've pleaded him not to go.
i should've told him it was a bad idea.
maybe he would've listened.
maybe he wouldn't have got on the plane.

he called me a few hours after he boarded.
told me it was annoying.
said there was a brat kicking his seat.
mumbled that he missed me.
whispered that he loved me more than life itself.

then he hung up.

i sat still for a few moments after the call.
sitting and wondering why he said what he did.
i wanted to call him right back, to ask him why.
so i did.

it rang for a few minutes, then went to voicemail.
his voice echoed into my ear, gruff and soft at the same time.
it made me worried.
maybe he had to turn off his phone?
airplane mode?

i called him over and over, waiting for him to pick up his phone.
i wanted to speak to him.
not listen to his voicemail say the same thing again and again.

for the first couple of tries, i left messages for him.
"tobio? please call me back when you get this. please please please. i have a question for you. okay, love you. bye!"
"tobio! hey, me again. hinata! haha, uh...i hope you're getting my calls. please call me back! love you, bye!"
"tobio...please answer, this isn't funny...i'm so worried right now. call me back please, with cherries on top! i love you so much...bye."

with no such luck, he never answered the many calls i sent.
i felt lost, trying to come up with scenarios.
"maybe his phone died?"
"maybe he dropped it in water?"
"what if he had to turn it off, due to take off?"

i didn't feel like myself.

i tried for weeks after weeks.
trying to get in contact with tobio.
i called and called.
leaving message after message.
he still never answered.

i felt broken.

i asked my friends if they got anything from him.
nothing.

i locked myself in my room after a month of trying, my hands clenching onto my phone.
praying and begging for any sign that he would answer my calls, my texts, my e-mails.

i remember crying myself to sleep every night.
a feeling of loss embedded in me.
i wanted tobio with me.
i wanted-needed-to have him by my side.

one night, i woke up to the sound of my phone going off.

it made me nervous and excited.

when i looked at the caller ID, i almost fainted.
it was him.
tobio.

almost immediately, i answered the call.

"oh my god, tobio! where are you? are you okay? you haven't contacted anyone in months! plea-"

"hinata shoya?"

"uh, yeah?"

that wasn't tobio.
far from that voice i've fallen in love with.
i gulped, fearing for the worst.

"we're so very sorry to inform you that your significant other, kageyama tobio, has passed away the night of june 14, 2016."
they spoke with such fake voices.
such fake attitudes.
such non-sense.

"what...? but...that can't be true..."
i felt the last bit of hope in me fade away.

"we're sorry, have a good night."
then they hung up.

i held my phone to my chest, feeling it constrict.
i cracked.
i sobbed.
i screamed.
i felt my walls crumbling.

"tobio. tobio. why...? why'd you go?!"

why'd you have to leave me alone...?

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xx alright so. i obviously failed at making an angst story. it's so crappily written but eh. they're so ooc too, bleh. cringe-worthy. i hope you guys enjoy it? hah-bye xx