Slowly he opened his eyes. 

How long had it been? How long will it be?

How long he will feel guilty about his death?

Piers’ eyes darted to the watch on his wrist. 2.13 a.m.

“Another sleepless night.” sighed the brunette saddened. He had stopped to count how many nights he hasn’t even closed his eyes for a short minute let alone allowed himself a break. Day in Day out he spent his time with writing reports and reading them.

The young male didn’t want to have think about his best friend’s death. Piers did everything to avoid this topic, he did not care what job he had to do as long as he did not have enough time to think about him. About Chris. He couldn’t handle the situation. Everything happened so fast. A part of him still wanted to believe that everything was a stupid dream.

A stupid dream yeah..moron just keep telling you that…I’m sure it will solve all your problems.. mused the ex-soldier and lifted his head. The metal table was hard and cold and had left a painful stinging in his chin. “Next time remind me to go to bed than to fall ..asleep on my.. desk..” The agent began to shake his head as he realized his mistake.

No one else was in the room.

No one else was there to hear his request.

No one was there to comfort him.

Not anymore..

Piers choked back the tears and slammed his fist against the desk. “Idiots..” cursed the brunette and took a deep breath. “They can’t understand..but what do I expect? I mean come one..they are fucking mindless and stupid creatures..” He chuckled unfeelingly. Many people have already called him a heartless and stupid creature as well. He wasn’t better than them. He wouldn’t care about their problems and emotional state as well ..so why did he want them to care about his problems? There was obviously no reason why they should change all of sudden their attitude towards him. Once a monster..always a monster.

“C’mon boy..you’ve already seen many people die in front of you…just move on..it isn’t the first time you saw someone die..in..” 

Piers covered his face with his hand as he noticed that he was about to break down. Pills didn’t help him to sleep. Talking about his problems neither. There was nothing he could do to forget him. 

“C’mon Piers..tomorrow is going to be a hard day for you..you need to be rested..closer yer eyes and sleep..like you always do…”

But he knew it wouldn’t work.

It couldn’t work..because…