[Derek woke up and noticed two things were wrong. One; it was still night, and two; Avery wasn’t here. He stared at the wall for a while, thinking, until he got up and turned on the light. While yes, he could just go back to sleep, Avery was probably just in the toilet or something, he felt weird. Something was not right.]
Avery? [He said, quietly at first. Then he called out to him, louder.] Avery? [He walked out of the bedroom and quietly made his way down the hall.] Where are you?
[Then he spotted it. A ping pong ball sized blood puddle. He tensed immediately and looked around quickly. What happened? Was it Avery’s? He then saw another one. He followed it and found out it was leading to the kitchen. He hesitantly stood in the threshold and put his hand on the light switch, not pressing it yet. He bit his lip, not sure what he’d see and turned the light on. Nothing could prepare him for this image.]
AVERY! [He quickly sprinted to him, kneeling near.] Oh my god, oh my god. [He frantically looked around, not knowing what to do, eyes already filling up with tears.] Come on, wake up, please. Avery, please.
[The scene was horrific, like straight out of some slaughterhouse. Blood stained cupboards, chairs and walls, as well as it pooled on the floor. Yet the real horror here was Avery’s body. He was laying flat on his back, there was a huge gash that went from his throat to his belly. It looked like something ripped him apart, internal organs peeking through. A few ribs broken, punctured lungs. There was blood under his nails, he tried to fight.]
[His eyes were open but didn’t hold any life in them. His body progressively getting colder. There was nothing there left to save. Derek hugged him tightly, not even caring about getting himself dirty. He sobbed into his body, holding him close. The feathers were getting soaked in blood. His blood.]
I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. [He hiccuped while sobbing, never letting go.] I’m sorry, Avery, I should’ve protected you, you… [He sniffled, not being able to catch a breath.] You were supposed to be safe with me. I-I failed you, I- [He broke down again.]
[After what felt like hours, when in fact it was not, Derek sat up, looking at him again. He couldn’t do it and quickly turned his head away, closing his eyes shut.]
I-I can’t do this, I’m sorry [He muttered while getting up and ran out of the kitchen, into their bedroom. He was just about to lay on the bed as he heard a voice behind him.]
That’s right. You failed me.
[Derek quickly turned around and stumbled back. It was Avery. He looked the same as he did in the kitchen if not worse. Few bones protruded from him and his eye sockets were hollow. His usually cheerful tone was now replaced by a monotone, resentful one.] A-Avery..?
It’s your fault. I’m dead because of you.
A-Avery, you’re- you’re.. [Derek stared at him, terrified.]
[He continued, as if unbothered.] You were sent here for one purpose. Just one. To protect me. And you still managed to fuck it up.
I’m know. I’m sorry [He sobbed.] I’m sorry.
I trusted you. And look where that got me. [Derek tried to reach out to him, to hold his hand.]
Don’t. touch me. [He snapped. Derek’s hand quickly retracted. He stared at him, in fear what will happen next.]
You are a waste of space, Hutchins. [Avery got close and pushed him with inhuman strength on the wall. Derek’s head hit concrete hard and his unresponsive body fell onto the bed. Avery scoffed.] Weak.
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