𝐈 𝐍𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮

"I need you . . ."

Knocking on the apartment door, a male with dark brown hair swept outwards, found the door of the (L/N) residence to be unlocked.

Corresponding brown eyes widened for only a second as well as the cocking of his eyebrows before he entered the apartment. Stopping right by the entrance where a mat was set.

Enveloped by the darkness, with only the light from the main window illuminating the interior.

"(L/N)?" The male calls out the surname he had been given from his brother.

As he notices nobody around, he begins to pull out his phone.

The sound of cans falling down catching him off guard, he jolts a little before turning to find the source of the noise heard.

The brown haired male sees a figure on the balcony, his eyebrows furrow as he squinted to get a better look.

What she does next takes his breath away and sent a chill down his spine. The female figure was climbing onto the top of the low wall surrounding the balcony that is stories up high.

Brashly and hurriedly removing his shoes and quickly walking towards the door, he cries out the surname of the figure.

"(L/N)?"

In his haste, the male bumped into a table and chair, himself falling to the floor, and slowing him down in his efforts to reach the balcony.

Panic now seizes the male as he realizes what the unknown female was going to do.

With all his might, he screams her name, as he launches himself off the floor, like an armed missile fired towards it's target.

"(L/N)!!"

Everything seemed quiet at that moment, as if time had frozen still to enhance what was taking place on the balcony right then and there.

Realization engulfs the male like a toxic cloud. His arm outstretched with his right hand clamped tightly around the wrist of the unknown person.

A sudden gasp escaped past the female's lips at the sudden warm feeling on her wrist.

With all of his strength in the middle of his rapid racing heart and concern, he pulled her down from her place on the railing.

Panting loudly from the adrenaline he was put through just a minute ago, from the anxiety that ran through his veins.

"What happened?" Even though they were strangers to one another, he held the girl close.

"I need you to check up on her sister."

Laughing wholeheartedly at nothing, seemingly not understanding what she was close to pulling, the (H/C) haired girl staggered towards her bedroom with the males coat hanging loosely around her.

Finally gaining back his surroundings, the brown haired male stood up from his place on the balcony to follow the laughter from the girl.

"What is wrong with you? Huh?"

Intoxicated, the girl reigned in her giddiness as she plopped down onto her bed. The messy bed that had been used just hours ago.

"Do you not realize the stupid stunt you are going to pull? Are you that drunk?" While he was unknown to her, he scolded her as if they had known each other for the longest.

Her phone rang, singing it's song with loudness as she just giggled along.

'Ma' with emojis at the beginning and end of the name appeared as the caller ID.

When she reached over to decline the phone call while maniacally laughing, her giddiness slowly died down. Turning to a smile then to a small one, and then a frown.

The sudden change in behavior made him believe she was coming to be somber.

Dull and empty (E/C) eyes filled to the brim with sorrow and loneliness. He caught that.

"Ha . . ." Sighing quietly, she stood up slowly with the phone still flashing the same name over and over as she just stared it down.

"I've come to the realization . . . How hollow I have become on the inside . . ." Softly speaking, with eyes hooded tiredly.

"Hu-"

The girl sitting on the edge of her bed chuckled with emptiness, interrupting the males confusion.

No longer was the phone ringing.

Sucking in air and then attempting to wet her throat, she gulped down her own saliva harshly.

"Though I can smile and laugh . . . though I can party and have fun . . . I still feel empty. Having this urge . . . to just die."

His breath was knocked right out of him with her heartbreaking words. His lips slightly opened agape, his eyes attentive on the girl who looked down at her phone.

"I can party whenever I want and however I want. I drink . . . I smoke . . I can do all I want but there's a certain empty feeling within me . . . that just won't go away . . ." She was still groggily intoxicated but spoke as if she were somber.

"Party after party . . ." She let out a sigh. "I have met several people before . . ."

There was a small pause, as she took in a deep breath. Gripping on the messy bed sheets she was practically holding them tightly until evident veins appeared on her hands.

He noticed that. He noticed how she glanced around her bedroom and how she clenched her jaw. He couldn't take his eyes off of the breaking girl, listening to what is going on inside her head.

"I have had multiple relationships . . ." The way her lips parted as she let out a breath to reason with the threat of her voice breaking. "I sleep around with so many people . . . but at the end of the day . . . I'm still left with this empty void . . ."

Taking in a deep breath as if it would be her last, she looked up towards the male, (E/C) eyes glossed with water daring themselves to fall down.

Brown and (E/C) met.

"I don't like . . . this feeling."

It was no longer the dryness of her throat that was damaging her throat but the growing barbed wire lacing itself around.

Falling to his knees, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close.

"I always figured . . ." The muscles of her chin trembled as she continued. "That it was because of unrequited love . . and affection from someone that disinterested . . ." Quivering through her words, she rambled until she trailed off at the end.

It was silent amongst the two until she silently spoke up again.

"Why am I in love alone?"

The tone of hers and the way she whispered it with so much hurt. Was it really him, she was asking? Or was she questioning herself?

Her eyes begin to drip with tears. Her wall, walls that she held up, slowly collapsing. Moment by moment, word by word, they fall.

Salty drops fell down from her chin, drenching the males shirt.

"Why do I . . . Keep needing him when I know . . . I will just get hurt in the end? I hate him . . . I hate myself . . . I hate how hollow I have become . ."

After coming to spill everything, still in a drunken state, she wasn't picking up on her own sentiment. On her own hurting words.

She sobbed into his embrace. Her breathing was ragged, gasping. She was noisy but at that moment he knew there were more pent up emotions.

Clutching the back of his shirt, she grasped it tightly until her knuckles turned a different color.

"Why does unrequited love feel so empty?"

The pain that flowed from her was as palpable as the frigid fall wind outside and soon the only person at her side was the stranger holding her, struggling to keep his tears silent.

In her drunken state, she had let out every word she had in store but even then he could feel that there was more she struggled to let go of.

Two unknown strangers held tightly.

Despite the heaviness in her stomach, it fluttered at the feeling of her body pressed against his. For the first time in a long time. She sunk into the warmth, appreciative of the simple gesture.

She cried until no more tears came, the emptiness and sorrow remained but his touch had made the room warmer somehow, her future within its walls seeming a little less bleak.