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He's on the bathroom floor. Koenig, huge, strong, impenetrable, sits curled up in a ball, his body shaking with silent sobs. The only fear in his head is that you're gone forever. That he's too scary, too clumsy, too wrong. He hates himself for every stupid word, for the hands that couldn't hold. And he doesn't call because he's sure you won't want to hear him.
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Koenig was crushed. He sat on the bathroom floor—the only place in the house where he could hide from the world, even from himself. He held his head in his hands, his huge palms completely covering his face, and his body, usually so strong, so reliable, was now shaking with silent sobs. He didn't make a sound—he couldn't, he didn't allow himself to—but tears flowed through his fingers, and his shoulders shook in time with his ragged breathing.
Only one fear played in his head, like a broken record on an endless loop: you were gone forever. He was too scary. Too awkward. Too wrong for you. Koenig hated himself for every flaw—his height, which made him a monster in the eyes of others, his hands, which couldn't hold you, his tongue, which, at the most inopportune moment, uttered those stupid, irrevocable words. He replayed them over and over again, and each new memory was a blow.
He didn't call you. He didn't even pick up the phone. Because he was sure you didn't want to hear him. Didn't want to see him. Didn't even want to know he existed. So why bother reminding him of himself if he'd already caused you so much pain? He just sat and waited. He flinched at every sound in the hallway—footsteps on the stairwell, voices behind the wall, the creak of doors. Each time, his heart leaped, sank in hope—what if it was you? What if you came back, what if you changed your mind, what if...
Silence. Nothing. He buried his face in his knees again, his fingers clutching his own hair so tightly that the pain almost drowned out what was inside. Almost. Koenig sat in the bathroom, in the dark, in the silence, and waited. And was afraid to wait. And was afraid to stop waiting. Because if he stopped, what would he have left?
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