Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2016 15:19:58 GMT -5
Ever since he lost Vince, he wasn’t able to form groups with new people. For some reason he couldn’t handle it, was he afraid of losing making friends only to lose them? Or did he want to be alone, getting though it on his own. Kevin had always been like that, always kept his grief to himself, when he met Vince, he learned him it was ok to share sadness.
He tried it with the people he met, but it seemed like he all scared them away. So for now he was lost in New York and on his own. His heart was still crying, he was still sad, broken and cried every night, even during the day. But at least he was walking, trying to find food and shelter. Since he didn’t know New York that well, he searched cars, to find a map. Last night, he found one in the car, where he also spend the night in.
Now he was walking towards the only place he knew, besides the Hive. The place where he and Michael met. He remembered Mike showing it to him on the map, so it wasn’t that hard to find the way back. It took him a couple days, but finally he stood in front of the still unlocked gate. He slowly walked to the door, they mostly used to enter the building. He pulled it, but couldn’t open it, it seemed lock. Kevin started kicking and slamming his fist on the door, before turning around, resting his back against the door and slowly lowing himself as tears formed in his eyes.
He couldn’t fight anymore, he felt like the whole world was out to get him. Cause because he couldn’t open the door he thought the place probably collapsed from the inside, that or either Mike locked up before getting out. “I can’t anymore.” he softly spoke in between sobs. “I’m sorry Vince, I have to give up.” He added as he softly buried his face in his hands.
He tried it with the people he met, but it seemed like he all scared them away. So for now he was lost in New York and on his own. His heart was still crying, he was still sad, broken and cried every night, even during the day. But at least he was walking, trying to find food and shelter. Since he didn’t know New York that well, he searched cars, to find a map. Last night, he found one in the car, where he also spend the night in.
Now he was walking towards the only place he knew, besides the Hive. The place where he and Michael met. He remembered Mike showing it to him on the map, so it wasn’t that hard to find the way back. It took him a couple days, but finally he stood in front of the still unlocked gate. He slowly walked to the door, they mostly used to enter the building. He pulled it, but couldn’t open it, it seemed lock. Kevin started kicking and slamming his fist on the door, before turning around, resting his back against the door and slowly lowing himself as tears formed in his eyes.
He couldn’t fight anymore, he felt like the whole world was out to get him. Cause because he couldn’t open the door he thought the place probably collapsed from the inside, that or either Mike locked up before getting out. “I can’t anymore.” he softly spoke in between sobs. “I’m sorry Vince, I have to give up.” He added as he softly buried his face in his hands.