Derek had had a lot of relationships in his life, some lasted a night, others a few weeks or a few months, but they all ended and Kay was no different.

Derek had found Kay in a club, swaying on the dance floor. He had taken her home that night, and he had called her the next day. They had gone out a few times, and soon days were turning to weeks and weeks were turning into months. She hadn't grown tired of him, of how he would run off each time his cell phone rang. Derek thought for a moment, that this was it. Kay was vibrant and fun, she brought a light into his life that had been missing for so long. After a while she had all but moved in, she had her side of the closet, her shelf in the bathroom, her spot on the couch. This was it. Derek didn't let people close, he didn't let them in, and he had given everything he had to her. Tonight he was going to let her know exactly how much she meant to him.

He walked into his house, the one he was now beginning to think of as theirs. The lights were off, which was strange. The house was quiet. He called out, but he didn't get an answer. He put his things down and searched the house, everything was normal, except that Kay wasn't there. He pulled out his phone as he walked to the bedroom.

"Hello?"

"Hi, is Kay there?"

"No Sorry."

Derek paused in his movements, for a step, before he continued to the closet where he meant to hang his coat up. He opened the doors and noticed the giant empty space where Kay's clothes were supposed to hang. He looked to the bathroom and noticed only one toothbrush in the holder on the counter. Derek felt his heart drop as he realized what was happening.

"If you see Kay, will you tell know Derek called?" He said quietly.

"Uh sure, but I doubt I'll see her, she moved out."

Derek closed the phone and his eyes, breathing deeply.

Derek had had a lot of relationships, and they all ended, Kay was no different, he should have known.