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accepting what happened and becoming better with this experience.

On the road towards Raccoon City, those ultimate words repeated themselves endlessly inside his head. How could you, the love of his life, the one he could give his life, heart and soul to, come to this decision ? And all of this right before his first day as an RPD officer? He couldn't find it in himself to blame you. He loved you, he loves you, he will love you, but Leon Scott Kennedy saw himself crying, steering wheel in his hands, repeating the breakup again and again. It was so ridiculous, though. Him, who had to move out for his new job as an officer. You, who had to stay to be able to pay your studies. Solutions were researched; he suggested that you study with him in Raccoon City, but finding a school that will accept your school record wasn't easy at the end of September, even if it meant paying more. Also, a bigger appartment for both of you to live in wasn't in both's budget. Him, who just got out of the Academy, still hasn't even lived his first day at work. You, who had to pay and an accommodation and your studies. All this without counting all the other expenses. Two young 21 years old weren't able to do so. But he begged to work like a dog, day and night, if it meant that he could get home to you, but you couldn't accept it. You couldn't just put all this weight on the shoulders of this young boy, full of ambition, and of love.

"Worst case, we could always try long-distance ? I beg you, my love, if there must be absence, then let the heart grow fonder... Please..."

He saw himself back then, knees on the ground in front of you, his hands gripping you for dear life. His beautiful blue eyes, embued of tears, looked up at you, his nose red of emotions, and his lips quivering as he begged you. He looked like a maudling painting from the Renaissance. Someone else would have folded in front of that view, you would have, but you knew as much as him that this would only make your relationship a trying chore, and it's with a heavy heart that you have to refuse.

"Please, give us a chance to work, I beg you, my love... I cannot just give up on what we are just because of insignificant responsibilities or distances... Why don't you want to give us a chance..?"

But you wanted to. Oh, so dearly, you wanted to hold him every single second, you would have accepted to rip your eyes out if it meant that he would be the last thing you ever see. But you knew how difficult your relationship would become, how insecurity would find a way between you both and destroy what you spend your highschool years developing. And maybe, that's why he can't understand your decision. Why giving up 5 whole years of love, respect and intimacy just for some miles ?

"I just... can't understand, please...", he muttered your name between sobs. "Was our relationship so weak that only this would end it ?"

He broke down in tears at your feet. Oh, how he adores you. He couldn't bear the thought of you so far from him, and you didn't know how to react. Your heart wanted to stay with him forever, but your reason knew that you couldn't follow him this time.

"Why are you so stubborn on staying here, for God's sake ? Why don't you want to come with me ? I-I'm sorry for getting so far away, I know it's my fault too, can't we find a solution ? Goddammit, I need you in my life! You're cheating on me with someone here or what ?"

And this was the slip.

Maybe the emotions fogged his brain, maybe his poor soul tried to find a convincing reason, but the idea of you waiting for him to leave to find your lover suddenly emerged in his head, and strangely made sense to him. But it hurt. Hurt that this could have ever happened. That your boyfriend, whom you loved for years, could believe that you cheated on him. And this time, you're the one who cried, and you became so upset. But nothing else made sense to him, just the thought of you in the arms of an other made him mad, and no words from you shifted this presumption. Maybe his ego prevented him to admit that he was completely wrong and that he needed to apologize, but he did not, and the rest of the night was spent on arguing. You cried for his lack of trust towards you. He never saw you cry that much, and his heart yelled at him to just apologize. When you finally took a deep breath and wiped your tears, he knew that he fucked up atrociously badly. And his heart sank when he saw you standing up and walking towards the door of his apartment, each step a loud shot in his soul.

"W-wait! You're not leaving, right ?", he ran to grab your hand before you stepped out, but you rejected his, and it's with tears rolling down your face and a weight in your heart, that the only thing you could mutter was,