Imagine

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You stare into your enemy's eyes as you hold a sword, ready to kill him.

"Do it" he urges, eyes boring into yours. You hesitate, your eyes clashing with his eyes with an emotion you should never have felt. Ever.

Love.

You drop the sword yelling "I-I can't !"

"Why not?" He questions mockingly

"It's because I love you you douce!" You shout, heart beat rising and your sword brought to his chest.

" I love you too" he confesses.

You gasp in pain as a sharp pain hits you. You look down and see blood flowing out of you.

You turn back flowing with betrayal.

"And that was you biggest mistake" he says emotionlessly as you fall on your knees.

Hoping for one last glance before dying, you look towards him. His father was standing proudly behind him.

Before you knew it, he bolted towards you as his bloody arms cradle you begging for forgiveness.

"Please. Please wake up amore." He wailed as your cold body lay on the grass, his hands forget tainted with your blood.