March 24th
Just keep breathing
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"Help is coming I promise."
The words left Peter without him thinking much about them, he was fully concentrated on trying to keep the blood inside of his brother's body, where it should always be.
"Just keep breathing."
Those words he most definitely thought about.
Edmund had to hang on, he had to keep breathing, Peter wasn't going to let him die, not on his watch.
"In and out." He choked, blood slipping past his fingers. "Come on, hang on, I know you can."
Although he wasn't sure if Edmund could.
He'd lost so much blood.
He was so pale.
His breathing was forced, coming in choked pants, coughs breaking through every now and then, staining his teeth and lips red with blood.
"Help is coming."
He knew it was coming, but it was taking too long.
Swallowing hard Peter let two tears slip down his cheeks. "Just keep breathing." He whispered. "Please. Please keep breathing."
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