Chapter 12

Living with Lawliet was exactly like when I stayed with him. Although still he was hardly at home or at school and only Watanuki could keep me company on the many weeks that he was away. I grew very lonely. “Why isn’t Lawliet ever home?” I asked Watanuki once at dinner. Watanuki sighed but didn’t reply. I’d noticed that in Lawliet’s house he kept many sweets and whenever he was home he was usually having tea or eating a cake. One night when I was staying up late, watching homicide files as that was all the channels Lawliet seemed to have, the door opened. I turned around and there was Lawliet. I was overjoyed. He hadn’t been home in two weeks. I sprung from the couch and ran into him, holding him in my arms. “Quite the welcome committee.” Lawliet said with a smile. “Welcome home.” I said, looking up at him. “I’ll go get you some tea and cake.” I said fetching his favorite glass and adding an extra sugar cube, making eleven in total. I took out some cheesecake and set it on a plate. I sat him down on the couch and gave it to him. “Thanks.” Lawliet said. “What case is it?” Lawliet asked, eyeing the T.V. “A popular store owner was shot, no trace of forced entry.” I answered. Within a few minutes of talking to the suspects Lawliet proclaimed that one suspect by the name of “Thomas Garson” was the killer. Twenty minutes later it revealed that Lawliet was correct. “Wow how did you know that!?” I said. “Lucky guess.” Lawliet said, with almost a look of guilt in his eyes. I gave him a hug. “Cheer up.” I said smiling. I flicked off the T.V. “Thanks.” Lawliet said. I laid on the couch. I sighed. “Lawliet when’s your birthday?” I asked. “October thirty first.” Lawliet replied. “That’s a long ways away.” I said. “Yours?” he asked. “March fifteenth.” I answered. “That was awhile ago.” Lawliet said. “I’m now eighteen.” I said proudly. “Hmm.” Lawliet said thoughtfully. I smiled. “Well I’m off to bed.” I said. “Okay.” I looked at Lawliet. The feeling burst inside of me. That feeling. I’d come to know it as “The feeling when I’m with Lawliet” and it happened whenever he was around me or smiled or held me. He hadn’t kissed me since the day at the beach. “Night Lawliet.” I said finally. “Night.” Lawliet said, in almost a whisper. For some reason sadness filled inside me and I went to bed, tears almost spilling inside out of me. Why and where was Lawliet going that I couldn’t be with him? Why couldn’t I be with my Lawliet?

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Note:

Thomas Garson and the case on the T.V. were created by me and any case or person that is like it is purley a coincidence.