Heart Vacancy

Well, the plot is kinda undecided yet so let's just go with the flow.

Disclaimer: Yeah, I totally own Big Time Rush. They're making me sandwich as I typed.

Have you ever felt this constant pain because apparently your heart was a punching bag? This is exactly what I am feeling right now. The scene before me makes a knot in my stomach and a clump rise in my throat. I blink repeatedly as the tears fall down my cheeks. I cover my moth with my palms not wanting the loud sobs to get anyone's attention.

To say I'm mad is an understatement. I'm fucking pissed that's what I am. My breathing became erratic and the anger finally took over the sadness. I can't believe my boyfriend of 2 years is cheating on me. How dare him! All of those sweet moments we spent together had been a huge twisted lie. There he is on the Palm Woods lobby, where we both live in separate apartments, playing tonsil hockey with some skank at the corner thinking no one would see them. I beg to differ.

I stomp my feet making my way towards him. I angrily pull him away from the blonde girl whom he was making out with. He yell in surprise getting ready to spill his anger to whomever it was distracting him. Unfortunately for him, it's his girl friend, well more likely his soon to be ex-girlfriend.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Micah," I spat the words out as the tears flows rapidly down my cheeks. Before he could even answer my question, I slap him hard on his face.

Micah yelps in pain and he puts a hand on his now red cheek. He looks at me in the eyes and I could see the guilt in them. But I don't care about how he feels right now. He wronged me. How could he do this to me? After all we've been through; the fights, the make ups, the sweet moments and now he decides to throw my heart in a trash can. I thought he was the one. I thought we were meant to be together. I actually believed we were going to end up getting married.

"Katie, I-I-I am so sorry," he stammers taking a small step towards me.

I shake my head taking a step back. I don't even bother to fight back the loud sobs and hiccups that goes out of my mouth anymore. Good thing it was almost midnight or else the lobby would be packed with people though there are some scattering around the lobby. Some are sitting on the sofas reading magazines minding their own business while some just walks by. Well, right after my loud yelling, everyone in the lobby is staring at Micah and me. My chest is moving up and down faster. It's getting harder to breathe. It's like there is no oxygen left.

Suddenly, tan warm arms wrap around me tightly from the back making me jolt in surprise at the sudden contact. I turned my head around and see my flat mate and best friend, Carlos. He had a look of rage on and I must say I'm a little intimidated. Carlos was not the usual kind to be mad. He was an essentially a happy person. His chocolate orbs meet mine and he gives me a sad smile before kissing the top of my head. It's all it took for me to give in.

I wrap my hands around Carlos' waist and he pulls me in tighter into the embrace as if it will protect me. He caresses my hair for a second before letting me go completely. The minute he lets go of me, I feel cold in an instant, missing the warmth of his body already.

"What the fuck, Micah?" Carlos' raspy voice came out like venom to my ears. Carlos rarely swears and to hear the 'f' word come out of his mouth was new. I turn my head to see what Carlos was doing. Surely, he's about to make a bigger scene with my unofficial ex-boyfriend. Micah and Carlos are nose to nose glaring daggers at each other. Carlos' jaw clenches and unclenches while his palms are balled into fists. Micah stood straight and he held what he may think was a look of bravery on his face, but I knew him all too well that he's a little scared in the inside. I see the blonde girl hide behind Micah's built but lean body and she looks quite frightened. She sure as hell should be.

"Look, Carlos, this is none of your business," says Micah trying to reason with the angered Carlos.

Carlos laughs bitterly and it sends shiver down my spine, "None of my business?" Carlos inquires as he pokes Micah on his chest with his fingers inflicting Micah to fidget back slightly.

"How the fuck can 'you hurting my Katie' none of my business?" Carlos sneers his eyebrows furrowing lower.

I blush despite everything. Carlos just called me his Katie. I don't know why but my heart is fluttering like crazy when he says it. Oh god, he looks so hot when he's mad. Oh my god. Oh my god. What did I just say? No. No. No. No. Katie, get yourself together! He's Carlos; you're not supposed to think he's hot. You've known him your entire life and it'll just make things complicated with you living together.

"Dude, I thought you were cool," Carlos says shaking his head in disappointment while Micah just looks at the ground in what I hope is shame.

I gulp down my feelings right away. Carlos may have just said it in a brotherly way. No biggie. My sobs have slowed down and I walk towards Carlos. I reach my hand out to touch his arm making him turn to look at me.

"Carlos, let's just go," I say in a soft voice that barely pass as a whisper but I know that Carlos could hear me. I softly pull his arm as I give him a pleading look. He sighs and he looks at Micah once more in another glare. If only looks could kill.

All of a sudden I got the confidence to look up and meet Micah's face. I hold back the tears that are threatening to fall down. "As for you, we're through," I say.

Carlos and I start to move, him putting one of his arm around my shoulders and mine around his waist, my head on his heaving chest, the tears betraying me as it fell down his shirt, soaking it. I keep my gaze on the floor not wanting to see Micah or the blonde's face afraid I'd run to them and take their hearts out with my bare hands.

Just when we reach the elevator, Micah spoke up. "Katie, I really am sorry," he says and I can tell it was genuine. I don't bother to look back to see how sorry he feels because I know when I do so, I'd break down and take him back with a snap of a finger. Maybe that's just it. He got me wrapped around his finger all this time. Maybe that was the reason why I always get back to him after all the fights. But this time, I won't give in. I don't want to end up heartbroken again by him. This is the last straw.