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Hey guys, it's me again. I know it's been awhile since the last chapter, but I finally got some free time to begin writing again. Honestly, it's because my girlfriend and I just recently broke up and I really need to get my mind off of her. I must be retarded to think that would actually work out for me. As you know, I end up incorporating part of my real life experiences into my stories. This chapter is no different. The character Lilinette was based on my late wife and the character Bethany was based on my current/ex-girlfriend. I guess everyone will peer into what I have been going through the past several days. I apologize in advance.

This chapter will be extremely short, but the following ones will be quite longer. I would like to thank everyone for their comments/reviews. I hope you enjoy this next chapter of CoA: Hollowfied Tweaker.

CoA: Hollowfied Tweaker

Chapter 7: What Went Wrong

"It's only right that you should
Play the way you feel it,
But listen carefully to the sound
Of your loneliness,
Like a heartbeat, drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering
What you had, And what you lost"

- Dreams, Fleetwood Mac

Laurentia

Laying in bed, HT can not sleep properly. He senses that something is amiss with his fiancee, Bethany. He thinks to himself, "Should I ask what's wrong?" Why has she been acting so different around him. Why she always seemed to be annoyed with things that he does. He believes he knows part of the answer, but is afraid to ask. Maybe the confirmation to his suspicions is what he's more afraid of. Does he really want to know? What could the repercussions be if she answers him. He decides he needs to know the truth. He doesn't want to live in a fantasy world where he believes everything is okay, where everything is perfect.

Turning around to face her, he reaches out and touches her hand. She pulls away just slightly, but enough to confirm that there is definitely something wrong with their relationship. She seems to be sleeping, but her breathing is too fast paced. He knows she's faking it.

"Bethany...are you awake?" he asked quietly

Opening her eyes slowly, she responds, "Yes. Is something the matter?"

"Well, I've noticed that you've been getting angry at me a lot. Did I do something wrong?"

"If I have, I'm sorry. There's just a lot of things I'm going through right now." Bethany answered, slight anger in her voice, "No HT, you didn't do anything wrong, alright."

HT remains quiet for several seconds, then sighs

"So, are we okay then?" he asked cautiously, "I mean as a couple?"

She quickly sits up in bed. The look on her face and the sound of her voice clearly shows that of annoyance.

Raising her voice slightly, "What exactly do you want to hear from me?! I already told you I'm going through a lot of stress at the moment."

"I'm sorry, but it's been bothering me."

"Alright, no, we are not okay!" exclaimed Bethany, "I just don't feel that this is working out."

"Is there something I can do or change?"

"I don't know, HT. I think maybe we need some space from one another."

"..."

The room remains quiet for several minutes. HT tries to hold back his feelings, tries to hold back all the tears. He doesn't understand why she feels this way. He's always been good to her. Always been there when she needed him. Why does it seem like she hates him now? What exactly did he do wrong? Why does this revelation hurt him so deeply as if she ripped out his soul. He stares at the high, glass-like ceiling, hoping she would say something like, 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean that', but sadly, it never happens. Deciding that it's probably best to leave now, he gets up from bed and puts on his clothes.

Bethany stares at him and asks, "Where are you going?"

"I need to go, I can't be here right now." he responded, "I'm going back to the Coalition HQ."

"Then go." she replied, laying back down

No more words are said and the room returns back to its quietness once again. With a heavy heart, HT opens a rift and enters. He looks back and stares at Bethany for several seconds before closing the "doorway". She doesn't even acknowledge that he's leaving. He hates this painful feeling in his heart. He felt it when his late wife passed away and he's feeling it again, though this time it's mixed with confusion. What went wrong? With each step he takes, the pain becomes more pronounced. He doesn't want to feel the pain anymore, doesn't want to hurt anymore. He contemplates about different things. About why Bethany even stopped him from ending his own life when she ends up hurting him anyway. He finally makes a decision as he exits the rift he just created.

Arriving at HQ, HT immediately senses something is terribly awry. The hallways are unusually dark, quiet and menacing. Normally, the same hallways are brightly lit and at times, crowded with members of the Coalition. Pulling out both of his Cleric pistols, he begins searching the area for any signs of life. He finds none. He reaches his bedroom and enters. To his horror, half of the room is in rubble with a large gaping hole in the ceiling above. From the looks of it, a battle seems to have taken place not too long ago. His thinks to himself, how can that be possible. Before he left for Laurentia, he made sure that the defensive barrier was fully operational. There was no possible way that any enemy would be able to breach this compound's defenses. What went wrong? He then hears a telepathic message from Bethany

"HT, I'm sorry I hurt you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me. If I didn't have so many issues, we would be a match made in Heaven. You know I love you, right?"

Though he wants to reply, he decides not to, especially not during the current situation. He needs to stay focused and alert, but apparently, he can not do so without help. Removing the Prozium injection device from the inside of his jacket, he places the tip below his jaw and pulls the trigger. Immediately, the Prozium takes effect and he begins to lose nearly every form of emotions. No longer does he feel pain, no longer does he yearn for his beloved Bethany. Suddenly, he hears a loud noise coming from one of the other rooms. Who or what is it, he asks himself. He quickly leaves the confines of his ravaged dwelling and moves quietly down the hallway to locate the noise's origin. He quickly brings both guns up to bear as a shadow swiftly moves across his path...

End of Chapter 7