Fanfiction finally decided to let me on my account now finally! Its late right now and I'm just trying to get these author's notes done, so I don't own BEN Drowned, I only own Hashira, please review!

Disbelief.

To say Ben was upset and confused was the understatement of the century. Why didn't she tell him she was moving? Their relationship could've worked long distance if only she was willing to try!

Ben literally didn't know what to do after Hashira ran away, he tried to follow her only for his foot to get tangled up in the wires of the controllers, causing him to fall on his face, hard. He tried to call after her, but it was too late.

That's all he'll ever be, no matter if it's school, homework or even with games he wanted to buy. Just one instance of lateness and the whole day would be ruined and this time, this time late means his whole life would be ruined.

Each half hour he tried to call her, always with the same result of her voicemail. He left countless messages on it, some he regrets and if he had the chance to delete that one incredible cheesy one he'd take it. And yet, he won't.

Between each call he even tried to text her multiple times, asking where she is and what happened. He even tried to send some pictures to cheer both of them up, but none of them have been read.

He knows it just has to be his fault, why else wouldn't she answer? She probably didn't even tell him before because she knew he wouldn't take it well. He just knew that she didn't want to see him so God damn weak again.

Each day he'd get bullied and who'd come to help him? Of course Hashira did. She's so much braver than him and he's just so pathetic, compared to her he's nothing but weak and useless.

Poor Hashira really didn't want to break him so early with her announcement and had to save it for the last minute, it's his fault. His fault alone!

He screamed in frustration then and punched a wall and now his knuckles hurt so much, there's even a bit of blood and yet there's no hole on the wall, not even a dent. He couldn't even chip away some of the paint and still managed to start bleeding. He's so weak.


That night it was hard to fall asleep for him. His thoughts circling back to Late and Weak. He feels so useless like this, at long last he sent a Good Night to Hashira, maybe in the morning everything will be okay again.

The grass around him is soft and green, the sky above is filled with stars and the moon is shining brightly. He's stargazing with Hadley, pointing out multiple constellations.

"Thank you Benedict for showing me all of this."

"You're welcome Hadley. I must thank you too, now I can finally share my knowledge about the stars. Not a lot of people seem to care."

He knows that he's not that great, but even his minimal knowledge is enough to impress her.

"You know, I was wondering something.."

"About what?"

"Would you like to b-"

"LOOK OUT!"

With that he found himself getting tackled by her, the piece of grass he was laying on now is pierced with multiple flaming arrows. That isn't as important though, it's more important that she's on top of him and there's just so much room between their lips, he's leaning up quickly, only to be greeted with blood and the smell of burning flesh. He can see that she's screaming, but he can't hear anything besides the shrill beat of something.

With a start he woke up, nearly jumping out of his bed and throwing the covers off him in order to get rid of the flames on Hadley's back, only to realize that his alarm clock woke him up and that he doesn't even know anyone named Hadley, not to mention there's nothing burning around him.

He sighs and looks at the clock, seeing that it's the crack of dawn, or better known as 6:00 am, on a Saturday. He forgot to turn off his alarm and now he's awake. Terrified for life, but awake.

Seeing as he wasn't going to get back to sleep soon, he texted Hashira Good Morning before heading downstairs to breakfast, knowing his parents wouldn't be awake yet. He had an awful feeling that he was forgetting something but couldn't remember what. Ben wondered if he should visit Hashira today but decided against it after yesterday's events.

He went downstairs and continued playing Majora's Mask until he went into the Mayor's office. He saw how the people seemed to be conflicted to run or stay as some denied that the moon was gonna fall. He thought about Hashira again before his eyes widened in alarm. Yesterday she had said that she was moving tomorrow, and today is tomorrow!

He ran again, tripping on the wires but quickly got up as he just ran and ran. He ran outside and ran until he got to Hashira's house… just in time to see a moving van driving down the street.

'No.. no it can't be Hashira's moving van… it has to be someone else's' he thought in his mind with a small chuckle in hope while panting, not used to running that much. He quickly ran up to Hashira's door and knocked.

"Hashira? Hashira are you here? C-come on Flower, I'm sorry about yesterday!" he kept knocking but no response, not a single sound came from the house. Silence was all he heard as the tears finally came.