Chapter 34

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Everything seemed to move in slow motion.

My breathe stopped as Breccan's smirk disappeared into one of disbelief. He fell to the ground and started clutching his chest.

I got up off my knees and ran towards him, tears just flowing down my face in regret.

I bent down and put his face in my hands.

"Breccan, just breathe. I can fix this. Don't worry." My hands were shaking at I clutched his face, watching his life slowly drift away.

"Annora, just stop." Breccan's voice was slow and raspy. I tried holding back sobs, but the tears just kept falling.

"I'm so sorry. I was blinded by my anger. You deserve better than me. I see the love in Jacob's eyes for you. He would do anything for you. I love you, and I know you will be a great mother."

"Breccan, Breccan, please. Don't leave me. I need you." I stood over, feeling like I could do absolutely nothing.

"I will forever be with you in your mind and soul. I would never leave you."

And with one final shuddering breathe, he was gone.

I felt numb as I watched his life slip away. I kept saying his name and heard no response. I started screaming and screaming, and started banging on the sand like a child.

It wasn't supposed to end like this.

Breccan, my best friend, my companion, was forever gone. He didn't deserve a death like this.

And I had killed him.

The emotions all flooded in at once. I felt anger, shame, regret. Breccan was supposed to be by me forever.

But I guess you can't have everything you want, can you.

I looked over to see Jacob still on the ground, unconscious. His face was swollen from all of Breccan's punches, and his leg was bloody. Blood was pooling around it.

I scrambled over to Jacob, and ripped off the sleeves of my shirt to slow down the bleeding.

I lightly tapped his face and said his name, but he wasn't waking up. Fear tore through me.

I started shaking him and screamed his name. I was not going to lose him too.

I stopped shaking him and saw he wasn't waking. I just sat and cried into my hands.

"Hello, my love." I jerked my head out my hands and saw Jacob had opened his eye.

"JACOB!" I yelled, and threw myself on top of him and hugged him hard. He grunted in pain, and I remembered his leg.

"Sorry." I mumbled.

"Where's Breccan?" Jacob asked.

I stiffed up, and my heart dropped.

"Annora, what happened?" Jacob said as he gently brushed his hand against my face.

I turned my head and saw Breccan's body laying a few yards away.

"He's gone, and it's all my fault." I whispered, and a new wave of tears came out of my eyes.

"Annora. Do not blame yourself. This is my fault. If I wasn't here, none of this would have happened. You could have lived a peaceful life with him. I'm so so sorry."

I grabbed his hand and enfolded it in mine. "I fell in love with you Jacob. Do not tell me this is your fault. I will have to carry this burden of his death the rest of my life, and I know that. This was my choice. The course of true love never did run smooth." I bent over and kissed him softly on the forehead.

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