Beep... Beep... Beep...
The sound was beginning to drive him insane, the constant Beep... Beep... Beep... continuously torturing his thoughts. But at the same time that same beeping gave him hope, it gave him a reason to still be on this earth.
Beep... Beep... Beep...
-He ran a hand through his longer than usual, greasy hair that hadn't had a good bath in a week, before going back to holding tightly to his loves hand. He squeezed it gently as he thought back to what had happened. His memory was hazy, but he clearly remembered the crunch of metal hitting metal, and the impact of the hit. The next thing he remembered was his love being crushed by the ruined car, and then...Blackness...
Beep... Beep... Beep...
He was ready to break that goddamn machine, smash it into little tiny pieces and get the beeping to stop. But that wouldn't do, he'd be sued and he wouldn't be able to be with his love anymore, because without the machine he would be gone.
Beep... Beep... Beep...
He missed him, missed recording with him or just playing around with him. He missed his favorite game of stealing his beloved red hat, which usually lead to.. Punishment. He missed most of all being held by him, the sweet nothings they would whisper to each other before they both fell asleep, waking up to his perfect face in front of his. He missed it all, but at this rate he would never have it again.
Beep... Beep... Beep...
The infuriating beeping was grating on his nerves, but he was glad for it. He knew that at this point his sanity was directly linked to that beeping doing exactly what it was doing now. If the beeping stopped, he would snap, and who knows what would happen if he did that.
Beep... Beep... Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-
