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Hey, here’s the thread for romantic, emotional, sad-ish stories

@kari-karast

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He pressed his hand to his chest, gasping in pain.

“Brennan, you need to go to a hospital,” someone in a uniform told him, but he swatted the person away, trying to find his phone.

“I gotta tell her—” he was cut off, still looking for his cell, “where is it?”

Brennan became more and more frustrated when he couldn’t locate his phone in his pockets, so the EMT stopped his struggling, “If I give you my phone will you let me bandage you up? You’ve made your bleeding worse.”

Had he? Brennan hadn’t noticed in his frantic flailing, but it felt good to have the phone slipped into his hand. The EMTs made it hard to dial as they were trying to wrap a wide bandage around his chest, but Brennan knew her number by heart, and had no problem pressing the microphone to his ear.

“Mara?” he asked as the person on the other line picked up.

“Yes?” the feminine voice answered, and Brennan jolted up quickly, making the EMTs push him back down. It was so good to hear her voice when he was in so much pain.

“Mara, I’ve got to tell you something,” he hesitated, coughing a bit. Blood dribbled out of his mouth, coating his chin, “I love you so, so much.”

A laugh came over the other line, rough and sweet, “did you call me in the middle of the night just to say that or is something wrong?”

Brennan smiled as he waved off the EMTs, adding a sad tilt to his lips, “No, nothing’s wrong, I just wanted to say that I love you. So much.”

“You’re weird,” Mara said lightly, “So, since I’m awake now, you wanna talk?”

“Sure,” he coughed again, and tried to push himself farther up, but his strength was failing him. The EMTs situated Brennan on the ground and he kept talking to Mara.

“Sooo,” she held out the word and Brennan could just see her twirling her long blonde hair over a finger, “The fall ball is in a few days, are you going?”

Brennan laughed at the irony, but the action just made him wince, “No, honey, I don’t think I am.”

“Aww,” she said, probably pushing out her lip.

“You never want to go to those things anyway,” Brennan said, trying to console her before she actually started to cry.

“But I thought maybe this time would be different. I mean, this is our senior year. Maybe we mix it up a little,” Mara explained and Brennan knew she was back to twirling her gold-spun hair. He wished he could see her hair right then. He wished he could see her.

“Yeah,” Brennan’s breath was coming fast now, and he was starting to get winded with the effort of sounding fine to Mara, “wait until senior year to mix it up.”

“It’s our last kick, though, Brenn,” Mara pleaded over the line, and Brennan laughed again, fumbling to put the phone on speaker since he was too weak to hold it up to his ear. The EMT pressed his finger to his lips and nodded at Brennan, then his colleagues.

“Yeah, I’m sorry Mara,” Brennan huffed, “I really can’t come to the fall ball.”

A sad sigh came over the line, “What came up?”

Brennan copied Mara, blowing a large breath of air out of his lungs, “I dunno. It’s like on Saturday, right? I might not be alive then.”

An EMT shook his head and patted Brennan’s knee while Mara laughed over the phone, “You’re such a weird guy, Brenn. You probably don’t have a suit and are too lazy to go get one.”

“Yeah, hun,” his voice was raspy and tears were streaming down his cheeks, “I’m too lazy.”

“Brennan, are you okay?” Mara’s tone of mocking had left her voice and was now filled with worry.

“Yeah, just—” he coughed again, producing more blood that ran down his neck and chin, “just tell me a story.”

“Okay,” Mara sounded skeptical, but she launched into an epic tale about a prince and a princess but the princess saved the prince. Brennan’s smile twisted in pain as he tried to move closer to the phone.

She was saving him. And when Brennan closed his eyes and started to melt into the warm, fuzzy blackness, all he heard was Mara’s voice. and Mara’s voice was all he wanted to hear.

“Brennan?” Mara’s voice came over the line, “Brenn, can you hear me?”

The EMT grimaced and picked up his phone, “Ma’am, I’m sorry I have to be the one to tell you this but…”

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there isn’t much rn, but i’m working on it