Author note: I know I should be finishing my other stories but this story for some reason won't get the hell out of my head and I pretty much wrote all this in a matter of minutes so it was desperate to get out.
Let me know what you think as I think this will be a little different to my others.
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Wanderer xo

"Please don't go." She wept clinging to his shirt. He sighed and held her closer to his chest.
"I have to go. You know that." He mumbled breathing her in. she smelt like wild flowers and cinnamon. It always calmed him down. She pulled away and looked up at him with those big blue eyes that made his heart stop.
"But you don't! There are plenty of other men out there who can fight! You can stay here with me like you promised." She sniffed as more tears fell down her soft red cheeks. He sighed and stepped away from her embrace.
"I have to fight. I am a strong healthy man. I can't just sit around waiting for the war to hit here." He turned his back on her and ran his fingers through his hair. Why couldn't she understand that he needed to fight? Needed to feel useful? Needed to do something to protect her and make sure the fight didn't come anywhere near here.
"You promised you would never leave me." She whispered softly. He turned around and his heart broke. The soft light of the setting sun fell across her, basking her in a warm honey tone. Her head was bowed and she was wringing her hands. He took the few steps towards her and grabbed her hands.
"No matter where I go or what I do, I will never truly leave you." He said raising her head with his finger. Her blue eyes, shimmering with unshed tears, gazed into his, blazing his very soul. The feelings she gave him were indescribable. She gave him strength and courage and made him like ten foot tall and bullet proof. He would do anything and everything to protect her like he had been doing since he first met her fifteen years ago. They were just children then, young and innocent without a care in the world. They rode horses, discovered the forests that surrounded their parent's properties, laughed, ran and caused mischief with the purest intentions. He teased her and pushed her in the mud more than once and in return instead of dobbing him in like those other snotty girls down the road; she threw mud back at him and tackled him into the hay. She was his best friend and as they grew older and he discovered girls weren't just fun for throwing mud at and teasing, he fell for her. She grew from a clumsy, freckled, and bushy haired stork girl into a beautiful, elegant southern belle. His daddy always told him when he found that one woman that made his breath hitch, his hands sweat and the words choke in his throat to grab her, hold her and never let her go. And two years ago he did just that. He took her to the top of the cliff that over looked their neighbouring lands and kissed her, claiming her as his own. The feeling of her lips as they moulded into his was unlike anything he had ever felt. It was like kissing an angel with everything pure blinding them and binding them together. He honestly thought his heart was about to explode. He didn't want it to end but then his mamma's voice echoed through his head 'never kiss a girl unless she allows it. He had pulled away from her and shook his head realising what he had done. Oh don't let his ruin anything. He thought praying to God she didn't start ignoring him. He didn't know what he would do without her, friendship or lover.
"Forgive me." He had said breathless, running his fingers through his hair. "I…I have been wanting to do that so long and you were just standing there and I couldn't help…" she had cut him off with a dainty finger on his lips.
"Don't you dare apologise mister." She removed her finger and wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on tip toes to do so. He smiled and wrapped his arms around her tiny waist, relishing in her scent and warmth.
"So you're not mad at me?" He mumbled. She giggled.
"I'd be mad if that was a once off." She had replied. He had smiled and swung her around like a mad man. But that was then, in simpler times. This was now. The threat of the war was looming closer and closer to their homes and God damn him if he was going to sit by and let it happen while his friends and family were out there dying.
"Kiss me." Her soft voice brought him back to the present. He smiled and lent forward to capture her lips. They were still soft, still hypnotising as they were that first time years ago. He pulled away after a few minutes and rested his forehead against hers. She wrapped her slim arms around his neck as he wrapped his around her waist.
"Go if you must, but promise me one thing?" she whispered.
"Anything." He whispered against her lips.
"Promise me you will return to me?"
"I'll do you one better." He replied. "When I return I'll marry you." She pulled away and stared at him in shock.
"What did you say?" She asked.
"I love you darlin' always have and always will. I've been trying o find the right moment and I guess this is as good as it will get. I've asked your daddy and he gave us his blessin'. Wait for me and when I return I'll make you mine all official like." He went down on one knee and pulled out a small silver ring centred by a small yet reasonable diamond. Those big blue eyes filled with tears and she nodded. He whopped and jumped up, slipping the ring on her finger before pulling her into a hug and spinning her around. She pulled away as he put her down and stared deep into his eyes.
"I can't believe we're engaged. It's so beautiful." She said stroking his cheek and admiring the ring at the same time.
"It was my great Aunt Millie's. She told me before she died that I was to only give it to the one woman who could put up and love me for me. Sadly you're the only one left." He chuckled as she slapped his arm.
"Be nice or I'll change my mind." She threatened with a smile.
"You wouldn't do that to me. You love me too much." He said hugging her tightly to his body. He was to leave tomorrow to enter the war and do his part. For now until then all he wanted to do was hold his girlfriend…no his fiancé. He smiled widely at that thought. Fiancé. She was his fiancée…his wife to be…his soul mate…all his.
"Sadly I do love you." She buried her face against his chest. "So help you God if you don't return to me I'll hunt you down myself and drag you back." He chuckled, knowing well she would.
"I'll come back. I meant it darlin' I love you." He lifted her head to look into her eyes.
"I leave tomorrow morning." She gasped and tears started to well again. "Stay with me tonight. Let me hold you and show you my love." She nodded and stroked his cheek.
"I'll stay. Forever."
it was the best goodbye he could have asked for. They gave each other everything that night and afterwards held each other like there was no tomorrow and in a way there wasn't, not in their love filled sate anyway. He listened to weddings ideas and her plans for the future and in return she listened to his fears and reassured him. He left her briefly near dawn to put on his uniform and say goodbye to his family. He returned just as the sun rose to find her up and standing with her back to him. He snuck up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She sighed and lent back into him.
"What are you thinking of pretty lady?" he asked kissing her neck.
"I'm thinking of whether or not to wear white or not as our wedding considering last night." She replied turning in his arms. He knew from the look on her face that that wasn't the only thing on her mind but choose not to say anything.
"I don't think anyone has to know about that. It can be our little secret." He kissed her softly and she nodded
"Our secret." She lent up and captured his lips for a few minutes before a loud horn rang out. He sighed and pulled away. She swallowed loudly and licked her lips, unshed tears filling her eyes again. It broke his heart to be the reason for all her tears but it was something he had to do.
"Make sure you have everything and that you eat properly. I know the army food will probably taste like Katherine's cooking but you must eat. Keep your boots clean so they don't fall apart and don't start fights with other soldiers. I know you always think you are right but don't start anything. Save it for the battlefield…" She rambled as she brushed invisible dust off of his uniform. He smiled and hushed her with a soft kiss.
"I'll be back before you know it." He whispered against her lips. "You won't even have time to miss me."
"I'll only miss when I'm breathing." She whispered back capturing his lips. A second horn sounded a few minutes later and they pulled apart.
"You're duty is calling." She smiled softly. He sighed and grabbed her hand. He didn't let go until they reached the meeting place there was only four other men waiting with a soldier. The others had already gone. To the war or into hiding, depending on the man. Both their families were waiting for them. He let her go as he hugged everyone and received their blessings and congratulations on finally asking her to marry him. He turned and found her standing near his horse. He strolled and hugged her.
"I'll miss you." He mumbled into her hair.
"As I will miss you. But like you said, you'll be home soon. The break might be nice considering I'm stuck with you forever." She nuzzled against his collarbone. He chuckled.
"You wouldn't have it any other way." He said pulling away as the other men mounted their horses around them. She reached up and removed her cross from around her neck. It was a beautifully crafted piece of silver with her initials carved into the back. It was attached to a long piece of black silk those held it against. She pressed it into his hands.
"Hopefully this will protect you or at the very least know I'm waiting here for you. I love you. Hurry home." He smashed his lips against hers and tried to relay his feelings in that one kiss.
"I love you darlin'. I'll see you soon." He pulled away and mounted his horse. He turned around and with a wave he joined the other enlistees. He didn't turn around. He couldn't. He couldn't bare the sight of her tears again and he couldn't let her see his. With every step he took towards the war, his heart bled a little more. He couldn't help but feel as if this was the last time he'd see her.