Title: Fever
Genre: Angst?
Chapter/s: Drabble.
Character/s:I have no idea who I intended this to be.
Summary: Delirium.
Disclaimer: One Piece is a manga created by Eiichiro Oda and is in no way affiliated with this fiction. The plot however, is a product of my own intellect, please do not duplicate or repost anywhere else without my expressed permission. Thank you.
He hated me. His eyes filled with contempt whenever they flittered over my face. Where ever I went, I could hear the whispering. So much whispering. It grew louder and louder and louder, it was unbearable, it grated my ears, my ear drums bled from the constant strain.
It was too much. Too much. He couldn't stay here anymore, he needed to run. He was out to get him; he was going to kill him. He just knew it. They way he looked at him with those eyes, those hungry eyes and snarling mouth; he looked as though he wanted to devour his entire being.
No one believed me when I shied away from him; they called me obsessive, 'crazy'. It wasn't me who changed, it was everyone else. Everyone couldn't see that I was in danger, they weren't my friends. They were devils, devils had replaced my friends. My friends would help me, they would understand. What happened to my friends? My fingernails seek the insects crawling beneath my skin. No believes me. No one cares.
It's cold by the sea, the waves crash against the ship. The waves beckon.
I need to be free of him.
A/N:
So... this is open to interpretation I guess. Something I quickly whipped up before bed, I really honestly have no idea what it's supposed to be. Haaaaa.