Hey Jealousy Part 2

Something's missing.

My arm sweeps through the sheets and encounters no resistance.

I open my eyes a crack and squint. Heero's gone. Where did he go?

The soft bang of a cupboard door reaches my ears. Ah, he must've finally gotten hungry; I noticed that he didn't really eat at the party- maybe that's why he got a headache?

I bury my head in his pillow waiting for him to come back and close my eyes. I want to go back to sleep, but I also want Heero to come back to bed soon. Those headaches of his worry me- he never had them before, and now he gets them all the time.

Shifting a little as my muscles protest the new position, I strain to hear another sound. Where is he? I'd get up and go find him, but I know he doesn't like to be hovered over. I hope his head is better... it seemed better earlier...

Mm. I hadn't expected that reaction from my easygoing lover when I told him about Zechs' offer. Course Zechs was teasing me; he knows how I feel about Heero. Though his comment about how he'd never leave my side like Heero does was a little mean.

Heero trusts me. He knows I'd never do anything to hurt him, and there's not a jealous bone in his body. I'm happy that he trusts me so much- though sometimes I do wish he'd be a little more... I don't know... it would be ridiculous to want him to be possessive! I don't need that to prove to me that Heero cares.

Though that reaction of his last night- at first I thought he was angry... but that couldn't have been it. Maybe it he was just fighting against the headache? He shouldn't push himself so hard. I know he promised to go see Sally on Monday, but I'd feel better if I could get him to see someone today...

I hear the door click shut. Heero must be coming back to bed.

But there's no other sound. Just another very faint click... as if the front door closed...

That can't be right though. Heero wouldn't go anywhere in the middle of the night without me. I wait a moment more, but he doesn't slide in beside me. I sit up and flick the light on. I'm alone in the bedroom- and though my clothes are still scattered on the floor, Heero's are gone.

Where did he go? Did the headache get really bad? Why didn't he wake me?

I slip from the bed and grab my jeans. Maybe he's just in the other room- that might not have been the front door...

He's not in the front room, not in the kitchen... I open the front door.

His car is gone.

Panic is starting to rise. Heero left. He wouldn't just leave... something had to have happened, but I didn't hear the phone ring, and his cell was in here. It's missing from the counter, along with his wallet and keys.

Where did he go? Why didn't he wake me?

A flash of white catches my eye. There's a piece of paper on Heero's keyboard. He sometimes leaves me notes when he's working late- I should've looked there first.

I try to slow my breathing down as I cross the room, I'm sure it's nothing. Maybe he just had a bad dream and needed to go for a drive to clear his head- that used to happen a lot in the days when we were first together... though then he used to take me with him...

The paper is folded in half, my name is written on the front. It's no different that a hundred other notes Heero's left for me, but for some reason I still have that bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

I pick up the note. Hopefully he said when he'd come back... I start to scan it quickly, get caught halfway in the first sentence...

Jealous... hateful... don't want to hurt you... despise myself for this...

This... this doesn't make any sense... He's leaving? Heero would never leave me...

I read the note again...

I'm so afraid of myself. I can't stay...

He is leaving me.

Why didn't he say anything to me? We could've worked it out! All this time I've been thinking that everything's fine... and he's been fighting with this?! Damn him! Running away isn't going to help! I'm going to track him down and we are going to talk about this, like we should've months ago!

Where would he go? The bags are still in the hall closet- all I heard was the kitchen cupboard...

There's only one thing of any value in the kitchen. But...

I shove the pots and pans out of the way. It's gone.

Damn it. Damn it. Damn it. I have to find him. Soon...

I cover my eyes, slow my breathing. Where would he go?

The phone rings.

I rush to grab it, remembering Heero took his cell, maybe...

"Duo? What's going on?"

Quatre. Of course, he picked up on it.

"Heero left."

Quatre swears softly. "Damn, I didn't think he'd do it..."

"You knew?" I snap, realizing a moment later that of course, Quatre would have to know. He's a bloody empath after all. Why didn't he tell me?

"Yes. I tried to get him to talk to someone..."

"He should've talked to me! You should've talked to me! I thought everything was fine!"

"Duo, please relax, we'll find him."

"Quatre, he took the gun. Only the gun. I need to find him now."

A sharp intake of breath. "Where would he go?"

"I don't know!" I look at the tiles of the counter. Heero took his gun. It might be over already... My stomach clenches. Someone will find him, pull out his wallet, maybe steal his cell...

Wait a minute...

I drop the phone, race for my cell. I added an extra feature to it ages ago, just a silly thing at the time, but if I call and I can get Heero to answer the phone... it will tell me where he is... All he has to do is answer, only for a second, and I'll have his trail.

My phone is beside the bed, I grab it and my car keys and race outside, my fingers flipping open the phone and pressing the first button.

I pull open the car door and slip inside, starting the engine as the phone rings in my ear.

Pick up, please pick up...

~*~

I'm not even halfway to my destination when the phone in my pocket begins to ring.

I forgot I brought it with me- picking it up off the counter is a habit so engrained in me, that I hadn't even realized it.

Pulling it out, I look at the top, half-expecting it to be Quatre. I won't answer; I'll just turn the damn thing off.

The number isn't Quatre's.

It's Duo.

My phone continues to play its happy tune and I nearly run a red light as I stare at the numbers on the top.

Did he find the note? Or did he wake up and just find me gone?

If he found the note would he call at all? Or would he just be happy to be free?

The ringing stops as the call goes to voicemail.

A moment later and the phone rings again.

For a moment I wonder if I should toss the phone out the window, and then I see Duo in my head, alone in the apartment, my note unfound, frantic with worry...

My fingers hit the answer key, and then his voice is in my ear.

"Heero- what the hell are you doing?"

TBC...

 

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