Sweeter Than Wine

Fate

I turn away from her and touch George's cheek. "....Geo?" I ask in a shaky voice, my fingers trembling against his skin.

He opens his eyes slightly, his hand slowly coming up to rest on top of mine.

He toys with the ring in my finger as he speaks slowly, "no...tears....love....we have....a wedding....to plan...."

His eyes drift shut again, his hand holding loosely onto mine for a moment before falling back to the earth.

"No....George!" I cry, gripping the blade sticking from his chest in a determined fist.

"______, we should bring him back in..." John says with a worried tone.

"No! There's no time! Just take Emma back! I can fix him!" I speak with a shaking, tear choked voice.

John stays silent as he leads Emma away from us.

I waste no time, pulling the blade out and ripping his shirt open, seeing a large, slowly bleeding wound.

The blood flow has slowed.....is he....no! Mustn't think...just act.....

I lean down and bite him, giving him what I'm able, my blood volume low from my wound breaking open again.

My vision grows spotty, my head swimming by the time I lean back.

I wait, expecting his eyes to open. Counting the seconds that go by.

"Geo.....please....please wake up...." I beg, gripping onto his shoulders.

Tears fill my eyes as he lays there silently. I shake him gently, biting my lip.

Dread flows through me, a piercing numbness stabbing into my heart.

No.....this can't be it....this can't be how it ends....are we star crossed lovers? Destined to fall in every life? Never to be together forever?

I feel something break inside. My soul shattered.

My heart....my soul...is gone....that light shining within snuffed out like a candle in the wind.....Geo....

I collapse onto his unmoving chest, tears flowing freely as I sob uncontrollably against him.

My tears soak his fatal wound, my hands clinging onto him, wishing he would hold me. Wishing he could hold me.....

A glowing heat begins rising from the wound as I continue to cry over love lost. My anguish filling the silence surrounding us.

How can I go on.....how will I face the others.....I couldn't save him....I couldn't protect him.....I was too weak......

I scream. The pain too much to hold in any longer.

I scream at the top of my lungs, angry with myself, angry with the hand fate has dealt us yet again.

I scream until I cannot any longer, my voice hoarse and ruined.

I collapse back on top of him, wanting nothing more than to curl up and join him.

"Geo...." I whisper, cupping his cheek as I lean in.

"I love you....I'll always love you....I'm sorry...it wasn't enough...." a single tear streaks down my damp cheek, hanging from my chin for a moment before dropping onto his lips.

"......I love you...." I whisper again, leaning down to kiss his lips one final time.

I rest my forehead against his, my tears dripping onto his cheeks as I close my eyes. "Farewell.....my love...."

The forest is silent around us, as if the wind itself mourns for George.

I lean back taking his still form in, my eyes clouded with tears. I'm broken. Deeply broken and nothing can ever heal me.

I cling to his clothes, feeling the warmth of him slowly leaving.

This doesn't feel real. The world seems so much darker. The pain is numbing, I can't feel the soft fabric any longer.

Another wail bubbles into my throat. I let it out in a lamenting wail.

Hands suddenly gently pull me away from George and I fight against them with all that I can. I'm too weak to defend myself, but I can't be taken away.

What if there's hope...?

"________...come in...you'll catch your death out here...it's freezing..." John's voice says gently into my ear.

"So what?! George caught his death out here, let me join him!"

I feel John's body tense, knowing his eyes are looking at his friend. Motionless and gone. An empty shell.

I lunge away from him, my arms desperately reaching out, feet digging into the dirt to get away.

"Let me go! I don't want to go without him! I can't!" I claw at John's arms weakly, the blood loss too great, I'm losing all of my fight.

Perhaps I can join him...I'm so weak....just let me go...

"No, _______! We can't let you go..." Paul says stepping into my sight cutting off my vision to George. He holds my arms against my chest, forcing me to wrap myself into a self-straight jacket.

I violently contort my body. Too weak to break John's hold, and now the love of my life is no longer in my eyesight.

Tears spill as I scream. Wailing to let me go, free me into the darkness so I can be with him again.

John turns me away and begins to walk to the house, carrying me away. Not allowing me to look back.

The struggling makes my vision spotty, fresh blood flowing hotly down my chest from my wound. "let me die!"

"I can't, _______..we love you just as you love him..." John says, his voice choked and pained.

I feel guilt added to my sorrow. I'm being selfish. But I cannot help it.

I finally stop my struggle, leaning my head back to stare at the stars shining brightly. "I saw him leave...I watched as the stars in his eyes dimmed..." I say softly, tears never ending.

"Shhhh...." John coos.

I silently cry as I stare at the stars above, wondering if George is still watching.

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Hi, sorry, needed to hurt more.