It was a dark and rainy day, the kind of day where the world seemed to want to tear itself apart and make it everyone's problem. For Dominic and Garrett, it certainly felt like that. As they drove in their car, the rain was coming down so heavy it was hard to see the road in front of them, and to make things worse, the car's windshield wipers seemed to be on the verge of giving out completely. As they were driving down the highway, Dominic's car suddenly started to skid on a patch of black ice.
"Whoa!" Dominic cried out, struggling to regain control of the car. He could feel the car swerving back and forth, veering off the road. He heard Garrett yell out. "Oh my god! Help us! Dominic!" But it was too late and in that single moment, the world seemed to shatter around them like a mirror. The car was sent spinning into a nearby ditch, flipping multiple times before finally coming to a stop upside down. Everything was silent as the rain kept pouring down.
As the dust slowly settled, Dominic and Garrett regained conscious. "What happened? What's going on?" Dominic said, feeling disoriented and dazed. He looked over at Garrett and saw that he was bleeding from the head. "Garrett! Are you okay?" he asked, panicked. But there was no answer from Garrett and Dominic suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of fear and panic wash over him "Garrett?" he said in a trembling voice. "Come on! Talk to me!"
Garrett was still unconscious and Dominic felt a wave of panic wash over him. "Garrett, please! You have to wake up!" he yelled, shaking Garrett, trying to get him to respond. But there was no response. Dominic's heart was racing and he felt like he was going to pass out. He had no idea what to do. He felt so helpless and scared, like he was drowning in a sea of fear and panic and he couldn't get a breath of air.
And then, just as Dominic was about to completely lose hope, he heard the distant sound of sirens. The police! Dominic felt a sense of relief wash over him. He knew he had to hold on for just a little longer. He held onto Garrett tightly, praying for his friend to make it, and finally, the police arrive and escort them to a nearby hospital.
Dominic's heart was heavy with grief as the doctors pronounced Garrett dead. He sobbed uncontrollably, grieving the loss of his dear friend. But amidst the sorrow, there was a glimmer of hope. The doctors took Dominic for a routine exam and discovered something miraculous. He was pregnant.
Yes! Dominic was carrying Garrett's child, a bittersweet reminder of their friendship. He was overwhelmed with emotions, grieving the loss of Garrett but also excited for the new life growing inside him. The days that followed were filled with a mix of sadness and joy, as Dominic mourned Garrett's passing but also prepared for the arrival of his child.
Tears streamed down Dominic's face as he knelt at Garrett's grave, a fresh bouquet of flowers in his hand. He felt so many emotions - sadness, longing, love, and fear. He couldn't believe that Garrett was gone and he was carrying his child alone. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his stomach and he gasped, realizing that the baby was coming.
Dominic cried out in pain and relief as the baby came, right there on Garrett's grave. He held the newborn child in his arms, crying tears of joy and grief. "You're here, little one," he whispered. "Your father would have been so proud of you."
The days and weeks that followed were difficult for Dominic. He grieved the loss of Garrett deeply and struggled with the challenges of single parenthood. But every time he looked into his child's eyes, he saw a part of Garrett and the love they had shared. Slowly, Dominic began to heal and rebuild his life, with his child as his constant companion. And although Garrett was gone, his spirit lived on in the beautiful child they had brought into the world together.
Dominic couldn't handle the loss of Garrett, so he started to do other things to please himself.
When he was alone at night, he would grab the vibrator from the drawer and put it on himself.
Dominics POV:
I need to feel something... I need to feel good.
"A-Ah..~!" I say, on video call with Michael.
Michael is telling me dirty stuff. I can't help but feel gross because I feel Garrett watching me. I hang up on the call and I put my clothes back on.
I can't do this to Garrett. I could NEVER do this to Garrett. I grab my child and banged it's head on the table multiple times until I heard it's skull crack. I saw it bleeding from it's eyes and i threw it on the floor. I just wanted Garrett back. I can't believe what I just did. Garrett is coming for me.
I wake up in a mental hospital. "What's going on?" I ask. "You have been diagnosed as schizophrenic. You have murdered Garrett and said that it was your so called "child" and you were sacrificing it to Garrett because he died in a car crash. None of that happened" Said the doctor.
I grab a knife and slit my wrist to the bone.
I hear angels singing and see Garrett again.
I then gets transported to a different house.
"Garrett?" I say. "It's me.. don't worry.. your safe now. I need to make you forget about this whole thing. Goodbye now..." He says.
