GERARD P.O.V.
The echo of Ray's screams linger in the back of our heads. A depressing aroma fills the air, waiting to be explored by a sense of hopelessness.
The sickly scent of blood rests on our shoulders like a pad of guilt.
We sit silently in the stiff white chairs. White.
White again.
The color of emptiness.
I would cut to escape the pain.
But I don't think there's a spot of skin left on me that hasn't been pierced by a blade yet.
I would've committed suicide a long time ago but it's impossible for me to die.
I wish it wasn't.
Oh, god.
What I would give to have the pleasure of last moments on this disastrous world.
But I can't.
Plus, Frankie would stop me.
Stop me like he did all the other times.
And that's just one of the reasons I keep falling in love with him.
This would be the ninth lifetime that it's happened.
Every lifetime.
Ray makes the change.
I fall in love with Frank.
And Frank dies.
I know how this ends.
I tried moving to different countries.
I've been to 17 of them.
Plus 11 states.
But Frankie's always there.
And every time it's more tempting.
And every time, it's like Frank gets better.
I don't know how it's possible for him to be even more perfect than he is but, it keeps happening.
A never-ending lust.
I've tried to stay away.
To spare his life.
But every time he finds me.
Somehow.
Somewhere.
And I can't help myself.
Damn you, Sabrilla.
That bitch.
She set this upon me.
And this is my curse.

Notes

Sorry it took me a while to update. Didn't have any wi-fi in my apt for a few days :/