Disclaimer: Robin Hood doesn't belong to me, but the BBC. I'm a poet and I didn't know it ;)
A/N: I wrote this randomly and because I love Guy. Please read and review, it means a lot. Thanks.x
Those Four Words
Those four words destroyed him.
They drove straight into his soul and nailed into his hardened heart.
He had snapped. Never before had he felt that way: he had felt anger, pain, humiliation, love, power and confusion but never, ever, before had he felt helpless. He was lost.
The ground had just been pulled from underneath his feet, leaving him dazed and confused, not able to think clearly. The helplessness had soon been replaced by anger and before he knew it, his sword had plunged into her stomach. As she fell to the ground, the anger was replaced with a sudden sadness and an overwhelming feeling of guilt.
The tears pouring down his cheeks only served as a reminder to what he had lost and what he would never gain. He had destroyed the only thing in his life that had ever shone any light onto his blackened heart. He lost everything.
Those four words broke him.
I love Robin Hood.