France

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On the coast in France. A couple months later. 

I spit out the ocean water when i landed in the sand. 

Disgusting. 

I couldn't stop coughing but looked around. 

Daryl was lying a few feet away from me in the sand on his  back. He wasn't moving. 

I froze "no no no no no, Daryl!"

No movement.

I stood up and made a few steps before dropping to the ground because i was too exhausted and my clothes were drenched and heavy.

Me "Daryl!"

No movement. 

I crawled over to him and shook him. 

He had his eyes closed.

Me "come on, open your eyes"

Then i slapped his cheek a little "Daryl"

No movement. 

I rolled him onto his side and opened his mouth "come on, D"

Then i saw how water left his mouth and suddenly his chest started to move.

He started to cough water out.

I put a hand on his back and patted it. 

He moved onto all fours to cough out more water. 

Daryl fell to his side and into my lap "Ken-"

I put an arm around him and the other one on his head "it's okay. it's okay. I am here"

Then i looked around. 


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Daryl and i walked around the place. 

I hate being in drenched clothes....especially if sand sticks to it. 

Daryl stopped walking and looked at a street sign "Ken"

I looked at him before looking at the sign and my jaw dropped. 

French? are we in France?

We moved father into the the village and found a motorboat. 

Daryl got onto it first before i followed him. 

He went through the stuff and found a bottle of water. 

I looked around. 

Daryl drink a little from the bottle before handing it over to me. 

I grabbed it"Thank you"

Then i drank from it but stopped when a third was left. 

Me "D"

He looked at me and i offered him the bottle.

Then he shook his head "drink it"

I shook my had "you're barely drank from it"

Daryl "i want you to have it. "

I shot him a look "Drink it "

Daryl stared at me before grabbing the bottle and drinking some water. 

He didn't drink all of it though and handed the bottle back to me. 

I rolled my eyes and gave him a soft look. 

He kept looking through the stuff on the boat and found an audio recorder. 

Must have been from the owner. 

Love In Hell (D.D.)Waar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu