Title; The Only Thing I'm Missing
Repertoire; 10 You're Still Here With Me.
Authoress; Chrome Hearts
Fandom; My Candy Love
Main Focus; Lysander x Candy
Rating; K

A/N: I guess I'm getting slack with authors notes. There's not really much to say about this when you update regularly.

Guest: Never! *le gasp* LOL jokes. Yes, sorry. I had this written and posted (on the forum) Tuesday night, but I just didn't post it on fanfictiondotnet. I had a situation I had to deal with and so, I completely forgot about this site. So in answer to your question… Now? xD

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~The Only Thing I'm Missing~

Tyson's Viewpoint.

Five simple words. That's all it was. I still remember perfectly well, her increased breathing, her scarlet face that seemed to simply radiate heat as I had my arms wrapped around her waist.
"Will you be my girlfriend?"
I had held my breath, waiting anxiously. Hoping with very fiber of my being that she would say the word that I longed to hear.
She was my life. My Everything. My heart, and my soul.
But, just as those five simple words had brought us together, another five, seemingly simple words had ended it: My world shattering with it.
"I'm breaking up with you…"
Those words echoed throughout my head. She was so happy when I saw her that morning. Her usual, bubbly, caring self.
I pinched my eyes shut tightly to stop the fresh tears that threatened to run down my face.
Before she went to class, she had kissed me and told me that she loved me. And, of course, I told her the same.
Was she lying then? Did she only tell me that because it's what I wanted to hear?
How long ago did she stop loving me?
Half a dozen thoughts of similar conclusions ricochet around in my mind.
Sighing, I opened my eyes, my hands covering my vision.
I allowed them to my side, lifting my head to stare at the sky; streaked with a spectrum of purple, navy and orange hues, signaling sunset.
I guess I had gotten lost in my thoughts – lost in the emptiness. I had been sitting there by the fountain where Janiel had last spoken to me for far longer than I intended.
Slowly, I gathered my belongings and stumbled, unseeing and not caring, out of the school yard and through the quiet streets of Sweet Amoris.
I needed some time to breathe; to calm myself down.
I was surprised as my body made contact with the ground and, almost immediately, I snapped out of my dazed-like trance.
The sun had disappeared behind the horizon, the strikingly bright colourful sky was now replaced by one of a deep navy – the glowing moon hung high in the air, suspended magically in the sun's stead.
I looked out at the dark, glittering lake as the small ripples caught the moonlight and sighed, my back resting upon the large Oak tree.
This had quickly become Janiel's favourite spot after I had first shown it to her, and, we spent a great deal of time here, just talking.
Why did I come here? Everything reminded me of her. Of what we used to be.
The words that I had whispered in her ear, just over a month ago seemed to float through the still night air, as clearly as I had said them on the day.
"I thought I would lose you…"
I clenched my fists, getting slowly to my feet as Janiel's final response ran through my mind.
"It won't… I promise."
Was that also a lie, Janiel? What else are you keeping from me?
I pinched my eyes shut furiously.
"Stop!"
Again and again, my mind was filled with her voice. Her laugh. It broke my heart more than I thought was possible.
My clenched fist made contact with the trunk of the tree and pain washed up my arm and throughout my body.
"Stop!"
I clenched my teeth angrily as my body slumped once more against the base of the tree.
Although my body shook, I forced myself not to cry any longer. I couldn't. Not now, anyway.
I sat in silence as I watched the moons reflection travel slowly across the lake. In my mind, the day's events replayed in a seemingly never ending loop; the stop button, broken – the rewind button, clearly nonexistent.
Janiel seemed fine… Up until Methods.
"Lysander," I growled, clenching a fist full of grass between my fingers, furiously ripping them from the ground.
This had to be his doing. He told me once, a long while ago, after he and Castiel first became friends that he loved Janiel. I thought that had changed when he began dating Chantelle, but I guess not.
She had to still love him, too.
It all made sense now. Everything seemed clear.
"Fine," I murmured quietly as I stared at my reflection in the lake. "It's clear that you don't want me in your life any longer, Janiel. So, I'll make it easy for you…"
I tilted my head upwards slightly and stared at the pale moon in all of its mysterious beauty.
"If this is how you'd like things, then fine," I hesitated, drawing in a deep breath.
My mind was made up and I scooped my belongings up quickly, before I set off, shooting one final glance over my shoulder at the lake that was getting smaller by the moment before it became completely submerged in the darkness.
"I'll be gone by morning."

~The Only Thing I'm Missing~

I awoke with a start the following morning with a rock in the pit of my stomach and a heavy heart.
My head throbbed and, as I sat upright, the room began to spin.
"It was just a dream," I whispered quietly to myself. "Just a nightmare."
Dressing quickly, I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen, preparing an overjoyed Demon his breakfast before pulling out my phone.
Hitting Tyson's number, I lifted the phone to my ear and listened to it ring, waiting for him to pick up.
When it didn't, I arched my eyebrows in surprise.
"Maybe he is having a shower…"
The phone cut out to the message bank and I drew in a deep breath.
"Hey Ty, it's me. I had the weirdest dream last night. I'll explain it at school. I love you."
After completing my morning rituals in fast motion, I stuffed my books in my bag and scrambled back downstairs towards the door.
Expecting to see Tyson, his usual bright and cheerful self, waiting by the edge of the picket fence or on the love seat on the front porch. When he wasn't there, my hand immediately reached for my phone to see if he had sent a text message about running late. None.
My heart sank. Something must be wrong. He usually always has his phone on him.
"Maybe he left it at school yesterday?" I mumbled with a shrug. "I'll just meet him there."
Silently, I made my way down the streets of Sweet Amoris and into the school grounds, my eyes glancing at the fountain – the setting of my nightmare – and a shiver ran down my spine.
Making my way through the semi-empty hallways of the school, I let out a surprised shriek as a hand gripped my arm tightly and I was pulled into the nearest room, the door closing behind me.
Wide eyed and shocked, I quickly glanced around the familiar filing cabinet and the empty desks of the the Student Council Room before my eyes finally locked with Nathanial's.
"Oh, it's you," I said slowly. "What do you want?"
Nathanial's lips curled up into a small smile and he took a step closer to me. Almost instinctively, I took a step backwards, my hands brushing against the closed door.
Nathanial took another step forward.
"To say good morning to my girlfriend," he replied, placing his hands on either side of my head, his golden eyes glittering down at me.
Instantly, my eyes widened in shock, a small gasp of horror escaped my parted lips.
"No," I breathed.
Nathanial moved quickly and, almost immediately, his lips crashed down onto mine in a rough kiss.
Quickly, I placed both my hands on his chest and, mustering up as much strength as I could, I pushed him away from me.
"No! This can't be true!"
"I'm afraid it is, love," Nathanial murmured, reaching out to touch my cheek. "So you may as well not fight it and just go with the flow. Because nothing is going to change."
I swatted his hand away, quickly scrambling for the door, yanking it open.
It wasn't a dream… The nightmare was real. I've lost everything.
My feet pounded against the shiny tiles of the hallways as I headed for the exit before my body collided with something hard, strong arms wrapped around me to stop me from falling backwards.
"Lysander!" I whimpered burying my face in his chest. "You've got to help me!"
"What's wrong?" he asked worriedly, placing a hand gently on the back of my head in a soothing manner.
"I think-" I stopped, letting out a quiet sob, my voice quivering. "I think I've just lost the most important thing in my life."
Lysander helped me to a small bench that sat along the side of the corridor and took a seat next to me.
"What happened?" he asked quietly.
I wasn't sure for how long I could talk in between spluttering and crying, or even if Lysander understood a word I said. But, I tried nonetheless in hope that he could help me.
"I broke up with Tyson… Nathanial blackmailed me. I had to… to choose between him and Castiel."
Lysander pulled my head to rest softly on his shoulder and stroked my hair.
"Shh," he soothed. "We will work something out, don't worry."
We sat there in silence as I cried quietly when suddenly, my eyes widened and I sat quickly upright.
"Lysander!"
"Yes?" he asked, a little taken aback.
"Yesterday, when I was called out to see Nathanial. You said you were going to text Tyson and tell him that I was going there. Maybe, he will realize why I… Why I had to…"
Lysander scrunched up his perfectly proportioned face in thought before letting out a quiet sigh.
"I'm sorry, Janey. I 'd forgotten I left my phone at home yesterday."
I remained quiet, my stomach bubbling sickeningly.
"Did you try calling him?" Lysander suggested.
"He… didn't answer."
A wave of panic washed through me.
"Oh no," I breathed, quickly getting to my feet. He didn't know.
I sprinted through the winding streets, my lungs burning as they struggled for air. I didn't care. I had to find Tyson. I had to explain everything. And there was only one place he could be.
The Oak tree came into vision first as I ran over the crest of the hill, followed by the lake that spread out behind it, glistening in the sunlight.
"Tyson!" I called as I made my way around the base of the tree, my heart sinking when I found it empty.
I looked around frantically, my eyes falling on a small mound of uprooted, yellowing grass blades, a small shimmer of silver hidden underneath it.
Brushing the grass off it quickly, I let out a small cry – Tyson's phone. He was here!
How long ago, I wasn't exactly sure, but judging by the colour of the blades that had concealed his phone; it was most likely more than ten hours ago.
Quickly keying in the pincode, Tyson's phone unlocked revealing a dozen missed calls and text messages all from the same phone – mine.
"There has to be something in here," I murmured as I opened up his notes link.
My body instantly felt weak and the phone fell to the ground with a gently thump.
There, in small letters was the only note recoded in Tyson's phone; the time written was, as I had expected, over ten hours previous.
'I'll be gone by the time you see this. Don't look for me.'
"Tyson…" I whispered, slumping into the base of the Oak tree.
What had I done?

~The Only Thing I'm Missing~

A/N: I think it's safe to say that I don't know where this series is headed. Making a plot up on the spot seems to work, but, for how long, I dunno.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter. R&R!
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