Just Hold On

He held her in his arms, gently wiping the raindrops off her face. The more he thought, he began to realize that the rain was mixed in with his steady stream of tears. The sound of the rain and her raspy breathing was all he could hear.

Her eyes opened, glanced at her car, which laid upside down, half mutilated, then they turned to him – Peter.

“Peter, what happened?” Olivia asked. He could tell she was fading away. Instead of telling her about how he fell asleep, leaving her along at the wheel. And he didn’t tell her that she fell asleep because of the lack of company. He didn’t tell her that they crashed, and were sitting in the median, drenched in rain. Instead he told her this;

“I loved you. That’s what happened.”

“I love you too.” She smiled. He smiled. Their smiles seemed to last forever, but as always, forever is never long enough.

Her face twisted with pain, and she cried out; “Peter help!”

He just held Olivia tighter and tighter for there was nothing he could do. She let out a sigh. Her eyes froze. She was dead.

He kissed her, and allowed himself to give up. He had ignored his pain so she wouldn’t have had to watch him die. He said a prayer, and laid back. He did not bother to close his eyes. He wanted to belike her – he wanted it to be fair.

He positioned himself as comfortably as possible, and let the pain slowly take over him, causing his death.