Short stories

The battle

You slowly walk across the field, dragging your blood coated sword behind you. You step over bodies, eyes focused on one thing and one thing only. Your enemy. Your eyes connect and a smirk slowly makes its way onto his face. His smirk quickly falls and the next thing you know he's screaming your name and running towards you? Before you have time to realize what's happening a sharp pain shoots through your body. A sharp gasp falls from your mouth. "NO!!!" Your enemy Reagan yells. You fall to your knees clutching your stomach. You look up through tears eyes just as your enemy drops in front of you. He lays you down, your head on his lap. He puts pressure on your wound. "Hey, hey. Stay with me y/n. Your gonna be ok, your gonna be fine. okay?" "No I'm not." You whisper. He looks at you, trying to hide his pain. You look him in the eyes and slowly say "I never wanted this. I never wanted to kill you. But it was the only way to be close to you..." Reagan looks at you shocked. "What?" He whispers, not believing what you said. "I... love you." You say but your words end with you coughing up blood. "Hey, no. Your gonna be ok. Alright. don't....don't, do that ok, please...." He pleads. "I love you..." you whisper eyes slowly closing and your chest slowly stops rising and falling. "I love you to y/n. Please... please don't leave me..." "I'm...sorry" you say talking your last breath. He looks at you in shock not daring to move your body hoping this was all a dream. Reagan sat there for awhile before slowly standing and cradling your body. He walks over to the flower field he knew you loved dearly. He gently sets your body down and slowly stands up taking in the sight before him. "I'll see you soon, my love."  He croaks, choking on his tears. He slowly walks back to his kingdom ready to kill anyone and everyone who ever made you two believe you could be nothing more then enemies.