Ellis had been sitting in the same position for hours now, something so uncharacteristic for the young, blue-eyed mechanic that it even even suprised(maybe even frightened?) himself. He just stared at the blank, white table in front of him, and all the memories of the past hours came rushing in again. They had been asking him all kinds of questions about a certain conman, which he couldn't even answer at all(Did he seriously know that "much" of him?), and then they had left him alone in this dark little room, after they had convinced themself that the young mechanic really didn't know a thing. He breathed in deeply, then breathed out again.

The damned conman couldn't be gone.

Nick simply couldn't be dead.

Just... Not now. Not tomorrow. Not never.

Though he didn't believe it all(sure it was another trick of the gambler... Right?) he did catch himself wondering; Why did you do it? The thoughts chipped away at his heart, but still he just couldn't stop wondering. And then, suddenly, realisation gave an harsh tug on his already unstable heart and it tripped, fell, and broke even further. Why? Why did you have to go and leave me like this... The thought struck the young boy's mind, and he buried his head into his palms. Realisation dug a hole in his heart, realisation overwhelmed the dams holding together the sadness.

And then he started to cry.

AN: Sorry this is so darn short. It's just the prologue, but I'll promise the next chapters will be longer~3
~AITS