{Into The Light* [Navy/Theo]
Sept 27, 2012 20:45:34 GMT -5
Post by arx!! on Sept 27, 2012 20:45:34 GMT -5
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Walking between the raindrops
Riding the aftershock beside you
Off into the sunset
Living like there's nothing left to lose
Riding the aftershock beside you
Off into the sunset
Living like there's nothing left to lose
I bite my tongue as hard as I can, letting myself swallow the blood that begins to fill my mouth. I gasp for breath, trying hard to keep myself from collapsing right here and right now. Just a little farther and I can stop. Just a little farther and I can save him. His blood is running down my arms, down his body and all over his toga. It's not even a white color anymore - only blood red. I slosh through the water, away from the cornucopia, pulling and pulling as hard as I can. Faster, as fast as I can, but I'm just no strong enough. The weight of his body, and the weight of my soaking wet dress, and the sight of so much blood ... I stumble into the water, spluttering when some washes over my tongue. The taste of my bleeding tongue has finally begun to make me gag an looking at Theseus, practically drowning to death in calf high water makes me cough and wretch more. Oh God ... He is missing and arm. And his throat - I watch it bubble up with blood, leaking down his entire body. I try to contain myself, hold my breakfast down but it's no use. Everything I had eaten this morning leaves me at the sight of it.
I'm crying now - like really crying, nearly wailing when I manage to pull Theseus' head into my lap. I can't bare this. I push my hands as hard as I can to the hole in his neck, trying to keep the blood in his body. But my hands are doing nothing to stop the blood. His blood washes over my hands, sticky and hot, making me realize that I did this. I just killed him. If I had been there, closer to him, paying more attention to the people I held so close maybe I wouldn't be sitting here, covered in blood. I continue to push against the hole on his neck, even when I know it is pointless. But maybe I can save him, maybe if I try hard enough, if I pray and wish as hard as I can he will stay here. With me. I'm bending over him and the gash in my forehead is dripping blood onto his face. I try to wipe it away, but the blood on my fingers only smears more across his face. I start to chatter, furiously working, devising a plan to help him survive this , telling him every little detail. Maybe I can go back to the cornucopia and fight for a needle and thread or maybe he has sponsors lining up to give him some magical medicine to save him or if I can just get to some bandages everything will be okay, it will be all right. I keep repeating it, out loud, but it's not necessarily for his sake. It's more for me. I have to keep telling myself that he will live because the alternative is to unbearable to think about.
"It's all right. E-everything's fine Theo - just, just hold on. It'll all be okay, I promise, j-just -"
His eyes are clouded over with horrible things - so horrible I can barely stand to look at him. Fear, pain, weakness - I try to calm down but I can't. I'm gasping for breath, reaching for a rope to pull on, a magical rope that can tie me back together again. A magical rope that will help me find a way to save him to keep him alive. Tears are dripping onto his face now as I look down into his eyes. The hot droplets leave trails through the blood that I had smeared across his face. He is a blurry figure through my tears but I can still see his eyes. Deep brown pools filled with complete fear. I remove my hands from his neck, washing away his blood in the water around me. I pull in a breath, calming myself to only having a few tears fall down my cheeks. I run my fingers through his hair, holding his face in my hands, trying hard to stop the tears dropping from my eyes. I don't want him to be scared. And because I don't know what else to say, all I can do is whisper, "I'm sorry." looking deeper into his eyes than I ever have before. I swallow hard, my hands shaking against his face. I can't pull myself away from his eyes.
So many stories will go untold. So many things will be left unsaid. But I can't let this. He should know how much I care. How much everyone at Tempus cares. I know that they can't tell him now, but I think I can speak for them.
"I do love you, Theseus."
Chasing after gold mines
Crossing the fine lines we knew
Hold on and take a breath
I'll be here every step
Walking between the raindrops with you
Crossing the fine lines we knew
Hold on and take a breath
I'll be here every step
Walking between the raindrops with you
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