Anguish

By: Hawk

EMAIL: Hawk

Rating: R (for language)

Word Count: 100

His fingers clutched his partner's lax hand, kneading the cool flesh gently. His words were soft, falling without rhythm, half-gasped in his anguish.

"Don't leave me. Don't you fucking die." He gulped, gasping around his tears as he looked at his too-still partner. "Open your eyes. Look at me, damn it!"

He laid his head on the sheet, closing his eyes against the machines, the bruising, the bandages, rolling his forehead against the crisp, cool bedding. "I can't do this alone."

The rhythmic hiss of the ventilator stuttered and his eyes snapped open. He stared into weary blue eyes.

"Jim."

END