Akira
As the morning arrives and my body comes to live, I feel it. It is strong and unbearable to take in. It is the feeling of his absence. Before I even open my eyes I know he is not here. The cold sensation is enough for the message.
Romero is gone.
I sit up in flash when the fact finally registered to be true. The space beside me is empty and there is no trace of him in the room. It is as though he has never been here but I know better because I have felt him close to me almost entire night.
When did he leave?
And why didn't he wake me?
Why did he leave me here? Alone?
After last night I don't know where his mind is or what is he thinking. I don't even know if he is still under influence of his episode or that drug.
Quickly reaching for my phone, I dial Slade's number. He pick
