Thomas' POV
I hold my breath in an attempt to silence myself as I feel his dick line up with my entrance and I can't hold back my tears of pain and self loathing as I betray the one man in my life that has loved me unconditionally. Silas forced himself into my dry tight hole and I feel something tear as he does.
The tears running down my face are in a marathon but they're not for me. They're never for me anymore. The Daemon above me uses my body as I sob and wail in pain and regret, yelling to the ceiling and the stars my apology hoping that someone out there with hear me.
That Zack will hear me and know that I'm so fucking sorry for everything I did. Sorry for the wasted time because of pride. For constantly shying away. For taking so long to admit how I felt even in the face of it all. And for running away when we needed each other the most.
