Leave Me Behind

by K.M. Moronova

I was his second. It should’ve been me who died, not him. I close my eyes and think of his last words. “I love you, Gallows. Leave me behind.”

God almighty. This could not have been a worse scenario for a worse pairing. Bradshaw’s already rolled his eyes at me over ten times and I’ve withheld at least forty swear words.

If they want to play dirty, then I’ll play in the fucking mud.

“All I want is to be by your side. In training, in war, in death. I can’t picture myself anymore without you being there, Bun. You linger in my thoughts, in my fears. But mostly, you’re the cause of all the emotions I feel again. I was dead until you tripped on my foot on the plane.”

“I never left, Bun. My heart and every thought have been here with you all this time. If that makes me a fool, then I don’t give a fuck. There’s no me without you.”

I was there. I never left you behind.”