My Robotic Boyfriend

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Ivy

Despite still wearing Ethan's oversized sweater, I felt chills poking at my skin, sending waves of tiredness around my body. My eyes felt heavy, but I knew they weren't caused by the lack of sleep. I was just tired from having to have cried all day.

I tried calling him, multiple times, but he didn't respond. I knew I'd have to go see him, but then again, I wasn't sure of where he would be... What if he wasn't home? What if he was home but didn't even want to see me?

I've never felt so stupid... Ever.

I had spent half of the day at The Rebel-lions hub, just sitting and talking with Fiona and Jay, before they both left. I stayed until it was dark before returning to my sector and Base.

I didn't want to go to my apartment, no... The last thing I wanted was to be alone, cause that would only make me think more. I needed to distract myself. That was why I dragged my feet past my own apartment, towards Roman's.

Maybe we could work on this whole Inc business a little.

Roman had told me he had some new findings, but Malcolm kept telling him that he was threading on a thin line, and if the Institutes picks this up, there was no telling what they'd do.

I didn't want anyone to get hurt, most especially Roman... I got him into this, and I'm gonna get him out of it.

It's funny how someone you practically grew up with, but never talked to, becomes a very important part of your life in a span of a few months. I was glad he was smiling again, making more friends than he had on the outside. It was odd, no doubt, but I was happy, and it made me worry less about him.

When I reached his apartment door, I stopped. A frown drew down my brows when I noticed that it was slightly opened. I looked around the long passage way, seeing nobody around.

It was pretty late, due to the chilly weather, and dark starless sky, so I was pretty sure he was home... But why is his door opened?

I knocked gently, the door moving further open.

When I got no response, my heart started racing.

I pushed the door open even more, peeking into the small living room, to find it neat, but empty. I walked in gently, closing the door noiselessly behind me.

"Roman?" I called into the empty space, hoping he'd answer from the room, but I heard nothing... "Roman? Are you in there?"

The next sound I heard was a groan of distress.

Immediately and at alert, I rushed towards the direction of his room area, pushing the door open.

There he was, laying on his bed, his face laced with sweat, as he struggled to breathe.