Chapter Two – Now, Forever Really Is Forever
I groan as I feel a hollow, empty feeling in my chest. It hits me like a ton of bricks dropped from above. He's gone. Oscar is really gone. I curl up subconsciously, tears coming to my eyes again. I keep them tightly closed.
I feel a hand on my exposed shoulder. I open my watery eyes slightly and see Geoffrey looking down at me.
"Are you okay?" His voice is quiet. "It's been almost three days now," He moved his hand and walked around the bed.
I notice his shirt is missing, and his stomach is heavily bandaged.
"What happened?" My voice is rough and quiet.
"You're only trying to get your mind off what happened, aren't you?" The light blue haired knight sits down in the chair beside the bedside.
"How?" I croak out.
Geoffrey looks at me for a second longer, then looks away. He stares down at the wooden floor. He looks sad thinking about it. We all loved Oscar, I'm certain he's not the only one still depressed.
"He was knocked off his horse, and as I was going to go help him he was attacked again. They jumped up and…" He stops, his own voice getting caught in his throat.
After a moment he finishes. "He was stabbed in the chest. I was attacked just after, and when I went back to help him, I couldn't find his body anywhere."
More tears come and sting my eyes. I close my eyes tightly.
"I'm so sorry Kieran. I tried. I promise I tried." I open my eyes again, looking at Geoffrey who is now crying as well.
I turn and bury my face into my pillow. Geoffrey stands and leaves the room quickly. Once the door is closed I pull my pillow out from underneath my head and smother myself with it. Why did he have to die? I knew something was wrong, I just knew it.
How can he leave me like this? I never had the chance to tell him how I felt. He's gone forever, I will never see him again, I will never tell him my feelings, he will never wake me up in the morning by throwing things at me, he will never come home.
This is all to much, I don't understand all of these feelings. I've never felt this way before. I feel so lost and confused, like everything is black and slowly burning. No, that's not just how I feel, that's how it really is.
Everything is burning and painful. I feel like everything inside me is being clutched tightly, just slowly tearing me apart, bit by bit. I sit up suddenly, throwing the pillow aside. I look over at the small nightstand beside the bed.
I reach over, opening the first drawer and pulling out the knife I know is always there. I promised him we would be together forever, we're rivals, we have to be. Of course that wasn't the entire reason, but close enough.
Lifting the blade slowly, I look at it. I wonder how it felt to be stabbed like that. How much pain was he put through? Shouldn't I feel the same? I was supposed to protect him, and I failed. I failed him, now I must punish myself.
Before I have a chance to convince myself of something else, I grip the knife with both hands. Staring down at the blade, my hands become weak. They start shaking. In fear? Am I scared? What am I scared of? Am I truly scared of this?
I close my eyes tightly and turn my head away as I lift my arms and drive the blade into my chest. I gasp. A burning pain immediately engulfing my senses. Hot blood wells up, staining my shirt quickly. One hand falls off the hilt of the short knife.
My weak hand slowly pulls the blade out, dropping it in my lap. My heart is racing, but for some reason I feel like it's heavy. My breath coming in short, hard pants, I put my hand over the wound desperately. No, no what have I done?! I'm going to die; I'm going to die!
"So… Does this mean… We're, rivals forever?" I laugh, almost choking on my own blood.
There's a knock on the door, and not seconds later it's opened. I don't bother looking over as my lungs feel like they're burning and filling with water. A hard, rough cough shakes my body. My vision starts getting blurry as I cough out more blood. A familiar scream sounds from the doorway, and I hear a loud crash of metal.
"Kieran!" I feel Marcia's hand on my back. "Are you o-…" She stops, presumably seeing the knife in my lap.
"Marcia, what's wrong- Oh goddess, Kieran!" Geoffrey runs into the room, kneeling beside me and reaching out, as if to help.
My eyes feel so heavy, breathing is almost impossible, even their voices are wavering in and out. I fall over as Geoffrey stands from beside me. He catches me, laying me back afterwards.
"Kieran, hold on, we'll get help," Marcia runs out of the room, calling for a healer.
Everything is cold, but burning, loud, but silent at the same time. I don't understand at all. However, there is one thing I understand. The warm, comforting arms I feel around me. The inviting, musky scent enveloping me.
Finally, I'm with him. He's mine forever. We really will be together forever after all.
Oookkaaayyy sorry about that last author note, I lied about that dream… Hehehehehe… Sorry guys… Well anyway, read and review! I love all who review!
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