I waited for you…Today, but you didn't show
Oh no no…
Soiree…? Kidnapped? I couldn't believe my ears, but what other information had I to go on but that which was from this lovely foreign beauty who called herself Luise Meyrink.
"He could be anywhere," she said, with her light German accent, "He is probably in the custody of Addes."
Addes, that name meant so much. Ever since Fate took Soiree and I under his wing, I had known that the name Addes was to be hated. They were the most powerful, corrupt organization in the massive Underground of our planet. Now, instead of hatred, I felt fear. King of Southtown or not, my right hand man and closest friend, was gone, a mere bargaining chip for Addes no doubt. There were so many more mysteries than that…What was I? Why was I here?
I needed you…Today, so where did you go?
Luise had taken her leave of me and I was alone. A chill ran down my spine for suddenly, I knew the true meaning of loneliness, of truly being forsaken by the one person you would die for. Leaving the rooftop, I headed down the stairs into my home…No, it was no longer a home. Opening the door to the back room, an empty shell of what I had been, I could suddenly hear the whistle of wind through the cracks, another sound characteristic of emptiness. Perhaps that was just my mind.
You told me you'd call, said you'd be there…
Though I haven't seen you, are you still here?
Shivering bodily again, I made my way slowly to our bedroom. Placing a gloved hand on the door jamb, I felt the chill seep right through. I pulled back and slunk into the room, as if I didn't belong there, as if it were a place foreign to my body. Falling suddenly to my knees, I began sobbing.
I cry out with no reply and
I can't feel you by my side so
I couldn't get out the words I wanted to say. I just pulled one of his shirts to my face and breathed in his familiar scent. It filled me with hope, only to have it dashed when I looked up over my shades and found the room was empty…And so cold. Lifting the shirt to my nose again, I leaned back against the bed and just held it there.
I'll hold tight to what I know…
Closing my eyes, the exhaustion taking over, I fancied I could hear my cheerful brother. He prattled on about things, as he always did and there wasn't a note of sarcasm or gloom in his voice. A warm feeling surrounded my body and I could feel my sunglasses being lifted off. I instinctually clasped my eyes tightly shut and clung to the shirt.
"Cheer up bro', I'm around."
I looked up to face my sweet brother. There was an aura about him that suggested a dream or an illusion yet there he was, holding the sunglasses given me by Fate. I reached out and he turned, disappearing, dropping the glasses. Despair had been toppled by the might of our bond, whether he was with me physically or not. I clutched the shirt and breathed the sweet scent of my brother, falling asleep next to my bed…Our bed.
You're here, and I'm never alone…