Jake looks shocked, and you don't know why.
This was a completely normal death, and these happened all the time.
You've been traumatized and you blame yourself for it though.
If only you hadn't parked in a different space.
And if only /HIS/ car hadn't been there.
Jake kept his grip onto you though, and hugged you harder and harder.
He started to cry with you.
"I'm so sorry Dirk.."
"I'm so sorry.."
But sorry has been what you were told for months and months after his death.
You hate the word sorry,
You hate it.
"It's nothing Jake,
I'm fine. I just get nightmares sometimes."
He nods at you, but doesn't let go.
His eyes close,
And his breathing slows down.
His body goes limp as he falls asleep on you.
You learn after that night you ran away, he didn't sleep.
But his breathing soothes you to sleep as well,
You softly grab him and lay him next to you, and you wrap your arms up against him,
Burying your head in the crook of his neck you tell yourself,
" you need to be strong Dirk, "
" be strong for Jake,
For he is weak. "
And you bring him closer to you,
Listening to his breathing,
As the stars above pull you both up into the sky.
Dreaming.
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(C) o l o r b l i n d.
FanfictionEverything's black and white until you find your lover. Then things turn to color. But when your lover's dead, It reverses things in your head.
