WARNING: mention of death, mention of self destruction
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How would you feel..
watching him die,, again
again...
..and again....
...and again..again...again.
..
and..
..again..
Only to wake up on that gods forsaken boat again.
What have you done to deserve this?..
What kind of unforgivable sin have you commited to experience the worst pain of your life over and over again, like a loop you have been trapped in,, your heart aching in the worst pain known to a man..
You have tried everything to get out,, tried everything to save them,, save him.
But they never listen..
They think you're going mad....
.
...¨
..are you?.
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With a sharp gasp, Devin shot up on the bed he rested on,, for a moment he was confused, but it didn't take longer then a few seconds to realize what happened..
It happened again.. he was back on the boat.
He stopped crying long ago,, the first couple of times it happened,, he tried so hard, so desperately to get out of this dammed loop, but it was all in vain.
The exhausted brunnette slowly gave up by time.. nothing he ever did was enough,, he was breaking, feeling empty..
He can seek comfort in his lover's arms again only to say goodbye the same way he did many times before.. to watch him hit the hard ground,, his lifeless body... . .his empty eyes.
Never once did he have enough time to grieve..
Just few hours after his death, Devin wakes up back on the boat.
He really thought he would be used to it by now.
Devin did so many unforgivable things the more desperate he grew,, he tried not to,, he really did.
But he ran out of ideas... ..
Not only once did Ritchie die by his hand,, his friends... they.. ..didn't listen,, ,.. why..
He didn't mean to.. he only wanted out..
