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Derek was losing hope.
Sebastian had completely shut him out now. He ignored all the notes, calls, texts, and emails Derek sent over the last week.
Everyday Derek tried to open the door upstairs, but it was always locked.
Derek was losing hope, until now.
Derek had walked upstairs to find the door was open. He figured maybe Sebastian fell asleep and forgot about the door. As he walked in, he could see he was wrong.
He walked in to find the room completely cleared, as if Sebastian had never been there at all. The only things remaining were Derek's things. Derek felt an ache in his chest as he looked around the room.
It was as if the whole relationship never happened. The last two years wasted.
Derek sunk down to the floor as he watched memories come and go in his mind. He saw their first kiss. He saw their first 'I love you'. He saw their first time together. And he saw all the memories in between.
He curled his arms around his middle as he succumbed to his tears he'd been holding the last few weeks. He couldn't believe he let him get away.
The one.
And it had all been ruined because of fear.
The fear of death. The fear of losing love. The fear of being too broken.
As he wiped the tears from his face and got up, he noticed a note on the bed. Derek was careful not to touch the bed, not wanting to lose the sense of him being here, as he picked up the note and read it.
Dear Der,
I know I haven't said anything lately, but I have reasoning.
I've went home for the summer and will probably not be coming back. I'm focusing on what little health I have left, and college is the last thing on my mind.
You'll always be in my heart, but it just had to end this way. For the best.
-Seb
Derek set the note back down and laid down on the bed, smelling the scent of his lost lover. He clutched the pillow that had the strongest scent to his chest and just breathed him in.
It was the next best thing to the actual thing