My short stories

Steadily breathing

I watched them tear you apart. I couldn't move. I had to break all my bones in order to reach you. You were just 7 feet away from me. My pupils constricted making them shrink to half the size they were. I was screaming until my throat gave out. Not because of the pain but for me what I had just witnessed. They had hit one of your carotid arteries causing you to bleed out profusely. Tears streamed down both of our faces. Though your tears were slowly mixing into your blood. Your eyes told me all I needed to know. You were in pain but your pupils were slowly dilating. I knew you were dying. I could tell. Your mouth moved to mouth the words, "i love you" but no words came out. The tears that seemed to be caused from pain and sadness turned into happiness. You had reached a stage of enlightenment. You knew that you were dying, and you had accepted this fate bestowed upon you. You were just happy it was you and not me. You were happy that your last moments were with me. Looking at me. Watching me. You wouldn't have spent it with anyone else. I knew all of this but admitting to myself that you would no longer be with me within a few minutes was too much to bear. You were such a benevolent person. They had full power over you and I couldn't remove their claim of you off of your life. I tried though it ended up with me watching your lifeless body cling onto the warmth left in it whilst it was decomposing. Screaming wasn't an option anymore. My voice had already gone away. Crying wasn't an option either. No more tears could shed from my lowsome eyes. I watched in agony hoping that she would get up and be completely fine. The reality of it was that she was gone and I couldn't do anything to help lessen the pain for her. It hurts to think about how her last moments were spent and how we got to this final point in our lives. I didn't know if I was going to die. Would the same fate be put on me too? As it once did my lover. I'm okay with it. If i was going to die i want it to be with her by my side. Dead or alive. A cold arm touched my arm that was covered in goosebumps. It clanged to my side so I couldn't move. Not that i had any strength too. I felt a ripping sensation from my back pierce through my chest. I felt all of my blood spilling out as if someone had spilled liquid upon the floor. Pouring out. With each breath I could barely take I felt more and more tired and the more I looked at my dead lover upon the ground the more I allowed myself to feel everything. The drowsy symptoms worsened upon each second. I was bleeding out profusely, but i wasn't dying fast enough. They didn't hit any arteries that would cause me to bleed out quick enough. I lay dying here staring at what could have been my future, my love. Three hours. It took three hours staring at my decomposing lover and not being able to move due to my broken bones to bleed out to death. I waited three hours awaiting my love to reunite. I had to stare at my lover getting eaten by all sorts of animals until I couldn't bear it anymore and started imaging how it will be once we meet again. The noises of chewing weren't able to leave my ears. I went to sleep a little after three hours and never awoke to your beautiful face staring back at mine.