Disclaimer: I still do not own the franchise (boy am I getting tired of saying that)
Well at least I know some people are reading.
Eyes, this time around, is the theme of this drabble. This one is more on the depressing side I'm afraid. Let's just say its from Elizabeth's point of view and she doesn't think Will is going to make it at you know what part in AWE. Angst you might say. Drop me a line (Not that I'm begging. I just, you know, want to know who is reading the things I post).
Side note: This was partially inspired while watching Elizabethtown. Looking at his eyes at certain points caused this:
He slowly fell to the deck. The sword, his sword, had punctured his heart.
Will blinked a few times and tried to mouth something to me but I was too busy shaking my head to understand. It wasn't supposed to be like this...
I told him to hold on; he had to. He tried to fight. He was always a fighter. Will had the, well, will to live and I wanted him to be in this world.
Looking into his eyes though...
He couldn't possibly hold on much longer. He was dying right before my eyes. I knew it. He knew it. And there was no way we could stop it.
Will, please, I thought. I cannot live without you.
Jack slid over to us but we didn't really pay him much notice.
A tear slid down my husband's cheek and gently, I wiped it away. And then it was over…
...and we had lost.
Before his eyes closed completely, I knew what he had been trying to tell me. I knew it all along.
"I love you too. Forever," I whispered back.
