there was too much blood. I attempted to lift my head, then gave up immediately when a piercing pain sliced through my chest. my mind spun, trying its best to calculate as the thick haze of death began to settle in. at most, I probably had only 5 minutes left.
a few seconds passed as I lay bleeding on the dirt. I closed my eyes, then suddenly reopened them. a single thought flashed through my brain over and over.
“Caroline…Caroline..” I muttered weakly, fumbling in my torn pocket for my phone. Speed-dialing her number, I prayed that she would pick up.
“Rowan!” her familiar gentle voice rang out.
“Caroline,” I sighed, relieved. “How are you?”
“I’m fine, love….how are you?”
Grimacing, I answered, “I’ve been better. How was your day?”
I could almost see her dark green eyes shining as she spoke wistfully. “The usual. I miss you – when am I going to see you again?”
the pain sharpened. I tried my best to stifle a groan, but it slipped out.
“Honey? Are you alright?”
“Yeah. Yeah. Hey, listen.” I spoke urgently, knowing my time was soon drawing to a close.
“I love you,” I whispered, as the agony grew stronger with every moment.
her voice faltered for a second. “Rowan? Are you-”
I cut her off. “I love you so much, Caroline Davis. I just want you to know that no matter what, I will always love you.” tears began dripping onto my cheeks.
I fought for breath. Just a few more seconds.
her smile leaked into her voice. “I love you more, Rowan Cooper.”
I savored each syllable, for it would be the last time I would ever hear those words.
“I love you the most.”
those were my last words.