Error's POV

I pulled out my phone, checking the time. It was two in the morning which slightly lowered my mood as I had hoped to return a little earlier. However I didn't regret going as I had a lot fun there.

There was great music and the people were friendly. I made temporary friends with a male imp and a female human. They were a couple and they seemed to be perfect for each other. It had me remember my own questions about love.

Ever since I walked out on Martina, I have been conflicted on who I actually like. I thought that Martina was pretty and many other girls that I have seen before but there were other moments that pushed the boundary of being straight. When I look at Ink, there is something in the back of my mind. Ink is... kinda hot.

I was unsure if this just me admiring how he dressed and his appearance or if I had a crush on him. I wish I knew.

My hand went to my pocket to take out the dorm keys. After unlocking it I pushed open the door and headed towards my bed. It was difficult to see as it was dark but I didn't want to turn on the lights so I wouldn't wake Ink up.

I laid on my bed without bothering to change out of my clothing. Tonight was exciting but also very exhausting.

A yawn slipped out of my mouth and my eyes closed. Shifting my body to face the wall, I cuddled into my blankets and pillows. As soon as I laid down my body immediately felt heavy. I wouldn't be able to get up if I had to because the bed was so comfy.

(Time Skip)

I yawned, slowly waking up from a great sleep. The morning sunlight creeped through the window and students began to get ready for their first class of the day. Luckily, I had my classes planned in the evening so I didn't have to worry about rushing.

Pushing myself up into a sitting position in my bed, I rubbed my face. I looked around the bedroom and saw Ink's bed in front of me. However the calm feeling that I had disappeared when I saw that his bed was empty. I knew that he had no classes today and he would tell me if he had something planned.

'He disappeared... for the third time.'

I sighed, trying to hold in the urge to punch the wall behind me. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand as I recalled the fact that I put a tracker on his phone. I wasn't proud of it but I just became too worried when he left two times before without no one knowing where he was. I never wanted to have to call the police again.

Clicking on the app, I tried to find Ink. He was no where near the campus and not even close to any places that we regularly went to. He was in a completely different area of the country.

It felt like my soulbeat stopped. My hand covered my mouth to hide the gasp. Tears threatened to roll down my cheeks.

There was suddenly something, a tinge in my heart. I finally realized it. Without him, I felt alone and lost in life. I was in love with Ink. I didn't know how long I had feelings for him but I was no longer straight.

'Did he leave because I... was oblivious?'

I bent over, resting my elbows against my knees. I let the tears out, releasing any of the emotions that might have been bottled away.

Me: I'm sorry I couldn't see it sooner.

I said inside my sleeve, the fabric becoming damp from my tears. After a few minutes of crying I gathered my composure and looked at my phone.

Me: That's okay.

I said before grabbing my luggage. I needed to buy a plane ticket as well as pack for an undetermined amount of time spent off of campus. I also needed to contact my professors that I will missing class for a while.

Me: You no longer have to wait for me...

I'll come to you, Ink