Shot in the Dark
I don't know how long we had been running. But it's the only thing we could do. Run. The Templars had found us. Killing Lucy and Becca out right. I can still hear their screams. Still see the ruby red as their blood drained from their bodies as they lay there. Motionless. I didn't want to go. I wanted to stay and fight. I was sick of running. I had been running from a young age, like a damn criminal, and I didn't want to do it anymore. But Shaun could make sense of this situation. That if we stayed we would get killed. So he grabbed me and started running.
That's what we are still doing. Running. I could still hear them. The Templars following us. Shaun every now and again turned quickly and fired at them. It made them slow slightly, but he didn't have many bullets left. But it was getting difficult to see. It was dark and there was no moon or stars to light our way.
I could feel my legs slowly giving out on me. Pain shot through my lungs every time I took a breath in. but I ignored it. I had to get away before I stopped.
I felt a bullet whizz past my head. Missing me by centimeters. Pulling my own gun out of my back pocket I fired a few shots at them. I think I might have hit one as I heard a cry of pain. Smiling to myself I kept running. Looking over at Shaun, who looked as though he might collapse at any second.
Grabbing Shaun's arm, I dragged him down a small alley.
"Desmond? What are…" I put my hand firmly over his mouth, cutting him off. Looking back at the mouth of the alley I saw the Templars run past. I looked at him and sighed in relief. I didn't realize I was holding my breath. He looked back at me. Panting heavily.
I crept to the mouth of the alley, looking for any signs of Templars.
That's when I heard it. The sound I was dreading all the time I was running. The sound of Shaun in pain.
I turned back to see him collapse.
A bullet hole in his back.
Running back to him. I fell on my knees next to him and rolled him onto his back and held him tightly, resting his upper body on my legs.
"Shaun?" I felt tears prick the corners of my eyes. "Don't leave me. You can't."
I felt a hand reach up to my face and caress my cheek. I opened my eyes and looked at him. A sad smile on his face.
"Desmond?"
"I'm h-here, Shaun." I heard him cough and felt him wince in pain.
"Des. I'm sorry for being an ass to you." He took a deep breath in and coughed. Flecks of blood splashed on my face. "But I want to tell you one thing. From the moment I met you, I always wanted to get along. But I was scared. I didn't want something's to repeat themselves. But this time I regret not saying this." He turned his head away from me and coughed violently. Blood pouring out of his mouth. "Three simple words I wish I said to you a long time ago… Des… I…" his body went limp in my arms and he let out his last breath.
"Shaun?" I shook him gently. "Shaun. Please. Don't go. I can't live without you." I felt tears run down my cheeks. "I wish I said three words to you. Don't go. I need you more than anyone. Shaun. I love you. I wish I told you before." I no longer cared if I got killed. I couldn't live without him. I needed him. I felt sorrow strike my heart. Then anger. Anger at the Templars and anger at myself for not telling Shaun sooner.
I held Shauns lifeless body tightly to my chest, letting my tears fall freely.
That's when I felt it. A sharp pain in my chest. I opened my mouth to scream but no sound came out. Darkness started to surround me. My body went fell onto my side. Still holding Shaun in my arms. Everything seemed to play in slow motion.
I smiled to myself. "Shaun. I'll be there with you soon." I closed my eyes. Feeling the beat of my heart slow. Feeling the cold embrace of death start to claim my life.
"I love you Shaun" I let out my last breath as death took my life.