Guess who's back! Well not really. I just remembered a fanfic i read a long time ago and kind of daydreamed this remake in my head. I dont remember the name otherwise i would tell you guys but for now know that this fanfic is INSPIRED by the one im referencing to. Im not trying to steal any ideas (:. Anyways, enjoyyyyyy.
It happened before he could move. He usually prided himself on being quick, knowing when and where to be at the right time. But this time...his body was resisting his senses. His muscles tensed and refused to cooperate with his brain.
There he stood frozen as the bullet hurdled towards her. It happened fast but somehow he watched the scene in slow motion. He could recall the exact moment the bullet exited the gun and broke through the skin of her midsection.
And during that entire time he didn't do a thing.
As soon as her body collapsed onto the concrete, his legs decided to work. Footsteps rang in his ears. Grabbing the biggest around he hurtled a dumpster towards the vicinity of the gunshot, hoping it would buy him some time.
Then he ran. No, sprinted to the almost unmoving form.
His knees buckled when he made it to her body. She was gasping for air, choking on the blood that clogged her throat.
"John..." she croaked out, the blood gurgling as she tried to continue.
His hands lifted her head and placed it on his lap, jostling her form and causing her to wince. The metallic red substance dropped down the corner of her mouth and stained her teeth.
He took his jean jacket off, covered her wound and applied pressure. Not too much. He saw that the concrete below them was soaked deep red.
Her eyes began to glass over. The pain was becoming unbearable. If she just closed her eyes…
"Clarice!" her eyes startled open. "I need you to keep your eyes open. Can you do that for me?"
She winced as he applied more pressure. "It hurts."
He was panicking. She could see it. She could hear it. "I know. I know but you have to stay awake for me, okay? Everything's going to be alright."
She let out a choked sound which he thought was meant to be a laugh and gave the man a broken smile. "Now we both know that's not true."
"Hey!" her eyes slipped close for the second time but he refused to give up. Grabbing her face, he tapped her cheeks repeatedly to keep her conscious. "Listen to me. You're going to be fine, Clare."
Her eyelids felt heavy. Every part of her body was cool to the touch. She met his eyes and used her remaining strength reach her hand up to pull his forehead against hers
"I-I love y-you. Thunderbird." Even in her state she managed to give him a sly smile. Her breaths became rapid as a tear rolled down the side of her face, disappearing in her bright purple hair. A tear from above splashed on her cheek as John pressed his head more firmly against hers and closed his eyes as they both cried softly together.
Then like a deadweight, her hand fell against her side and her head rolled away his. The harsh breaths he felt on his lips ceased. Her eyes remained open but they were not the vibrant green that he was used to seeing.
The color was a pastel green now. They were dull and lifeless, fixed on the gray sky above them.
All he saw was gray. Save for the blood at his fingertips. He was secretly waiting for her to come out with a laugh and tell him she was playing a sick joke. Slowly but shakily he raised his hand to shut her lids, sucking in a breath as he made contact with her cool skin.
More would be coming soon. He should leave. He needs to leave. But he can't leave her. He won't leave her.
As if on cue, voices were being heard on the other side of the dumpster. Placing his hands beneath her legs and behind her back, he lifted her and started towards the Underground..
He couldn't dwell on the pain. He had to get them both out of there. She would get a proper burial at the Underground but for now he had to push everything down and get to safety.
His hands tightened around the body as his pace quickened. His heart banged against his chest as hot tears rolled down his face. This is how their world was. Losses all around. He knew that.
He just never thought it would be her.
Okay yea a little bit of a crappy ending but i haven't been writing in like 2 months so dont judge. I didnt proofread (as usual) so call me out on any mistakes!