My Ex Next Door

The sound of slamming door was like a thunder that scraped Ken's heart, he clenched the knife he was holding which made a deep cut in his palms, even so, the pain he's feeling overcome the pain in his hand.

The way Novie looked at him, the hatred, fear, disappointment, it's torturing his head, he wants to explain himself, tell her he had changed but for what, the woman clearly made up her mind, even he changed it will not alter the fact that he killed a lot of people.

He stood and feel the same pain he had five years ago, no it was worst that's what he thought. He wants to be with Novie and no one else. He did everything to be with her but he can't anymore, not after what she saw.

Ken wants to move and walk away but his feet freeze.

'I can't be with someone like you'

Those words keep on playing in his mind, driving him crazy, making him realized that he lost her again, he heard the faint noises of Daniella and Peyton calling his name but his mind was in blurred, and he felt a thousand needles pinning his heart, small pain yet it's killing him.

Finally, his feet moved, he turned around and walks towards the elevator, mind still flustered.

He could hear the sound of his blood falling to the floor, the sound of his heart faintly beating and Novie's voice saying she can't be with a person like him.

He heard the elevator door closing, his eyes were looking at the wall but his mind was somewhere else.

He doesn't know how but his lips parted without thinking, "Daniella, get Novie and bring her home safe please" Ken said in a low tone.

The elevator opened and Ken walks out without a soul, he's not sure how he got out of the hotel, but he found himself sitting in the bench in the middle of the busy street. One hand bleeding as he stiffened his grip to the knife, finally, he dropped it on the floor and breathed.

When he thought the pain was gone after a long sighed, it went back and it's even severe than earlier.

Suddenly, he felt liquids continuously dropping on his face in a big drop, his face elevated to look at the sky and saw the dark clouds in the night sky. A flash of lightning lit up in the sky while a loud thunder roared, when his face was wet with rainwater, Ken let out his feeling.

He let the rain cover his tears while his blood gradually drops to the ground. He doesn't know how deep the cut was but the pain was nothing compared to his heart.

People who pass looked at him with confusion, wondering why a man was sitting in the bench when the rain pours as if there's no tomorrow.

"Ken" a familiar man's faint voice spoke from behind, then the liquid stops from dropping.

Ken raised his face once again, he didn't bother to look who the man was, he found out that someone was holding an umbrella for him, stopping the rain to continuously wet him but it's too late, his body was soaked, then he looked at the person behind and saw Evan.

The man rested next to him and closed the umbrella, minutes later, they are both drenched in rain. Evan just sat next to him, not talking or asking what happened, why his hand was bleeding or why he looked like a statue sitting outside.

They remained in the same position for a long time, Evan tried to tell him to tend his wound but he shook his head, refusing to be treated.

The busy street became empty, the rain made all the people hide under the roof, taxi often stops to ask if they need a ride but Evan will answer no and ask them to leave.

Ken shut his eyes, he started to feel dizzy, it's either because of all the blood he lost or because of the impending fever. One thing he's certain, tomorrow the rain and cold weather will surely make their body stay in the bed for days or even weeks.

"Let's go, Ken, staying here will not bring her back" Evan spoke and grabbed his arm.

Ken got up with Evan's help, his knees are too weak to walk by himself.

Karma…

That's all he can think of.

This might be his karma for killing all those people, he started to regret all the bad things he did but he knows that redemption is impossible and right now he can feel the pain his victims felt.

One thing he knows for sure was that there's no future for him, his past will taunt, torture him and let him know that he will never find happiness.

Then in that moment, he realized, he's doomed to be alone forever.