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It hurts. Everything hurts. The only thing you can feel is Arthur holding you up in his arms. He is slowly walking forward till he falls on his knees. You open your eyes and see Arthurs closed eyes and his face full of pain and anguish. You look beyond him and see that you’re in a forested area with a small creek close by and stars above you shining bright. You smile and all of a sudden there’s a sharp sting in your lower body.
You look down and see that there’s a bullet wound in your stomach with blood slowly pouring out. You gasp and try to stop the bleeding with your hand but it makes very little difference. You reach out an arm and wrap it around Arthurs head above you, making Arthur open his eyes.
“I’m so sorry, this is all my fault” he says while tears are falling from his face.
“No, it’s my fault that I went and gotten myself into trouble. None of that is on you.” You say while trying to wipe away his tears. He gives you a sad smile while still holding you in his arm. His head drops and more tears pour out. “But it weren’t supposed to end like this! I thought that after everything that had happened we could’ve had our own happy ending.”
“I know, I too wish it could’ve ended differently and that we would grow old together.. but… but with our life style it just isn’t ment for us.” You say while looking in his beautiful eyes, trying to remember all the details and colors.
Arthur starts to silently sob and a small smile appears on your face. “I’ve loved you ever since the day I first saw those eyes of yours and I knew you would be the most important person in my world. I don’t regret falling in love with you and I would do it all over again if it still ment that I’d have to leave you one day.” You struggle trying to say whilst everything hurts.
Arthur shakes his head, “No.. Please don’t.” “Don’t say it. I can’t lose you.” He says whilst his clothes are becoming soaked with the blood that’s pouring out of you.
“You will move on and meet someone better then me, have a baby and grow old… without me. Please, Promise me that you will.” You stare straight into his eyes waiting for a reaction. Arthur hesitates a second before answering: “Yes.” He feels powerless, being unable to stop the pain or get help.
“Arthur Morgan, I love you. I hope.. that we’ll be able to see eachother again one day…. Goodbye Arthur.” You say, as the last breath leaves your body and your vision is becoming more blurred and black by the second.
“No no no no! Y/N come back to me! Please don’t leave me.” Arthur tries to say as your head drops and all the strengh in your body dissapears. Arthur looks down at you in terror and his mouth stands open in disbelief.
He grabs your hand and holds it to his cheek. “Hey, you’re okay. This is not real right? You’re still here. Everything is fine.” He says whilst waiting for a reaction which will never come. He pulls your body into a hug and he rocks back and forth in the grass.
Minutes pass by and he’s still sitting there with your body cradled in his arms. He has red and puffy eyes and he feels empty without you there. After a while, he carefully puts you down and walks over to some flowers nearby. He picks them with his hands and walks back to you. He can’t help but stand still before you unable to believe what he’s seeing.
You. On the ground, Dead.
He crouches down and puts his hand on your forehead and closes your eyes with his fingers. He puts the flowers around you, delicately placed and he makes sure to have your favourite flowers on top. After he’s done he stands up and takes a mental image in his mind before turning around and starting to walk. He doesn’t care where he’s going or what happens to him. He’s alone.