So I just found this in my notes??? Woah.
“Philby!!!” I screamed his name. He lay there, so still, and unmoving on the grass. I tried to run towards him, but Amanda and Charlene grabbed my arms, holding me back. Finn and Maybeck were picking up Philbys limp body, and were carrying it between them to our cave.
I shook Mandy and Charlie off me, and raced after the boys. As I burst through the door, Finn and Maybeck were lying Philby on his bed. I looked at them hopefully, but as Finn looked back, I felt my heart drop. There was no light in Finns eyes; just… sorrow. Maybeck wouldn’t even look at me.
“Finn?” I said. “Is he…?” Finn looked at me and said softly, “I’m sorry Willa.” That was it. No “He just passed out” or “He’ll be okay”. Just an “I’m sorry Willa.” And I knew immediately what that meant. My lip trembled, and tears began rushing down my face. Maybeck and Finn looked at each other helplessly- they had no clue how to comfort me. I looked at them. “C-can I be alone for a f-few minutes with h-him…?” I shakily asked. The boys nodded, and filed out. I walked over and sat beside Philby on the bed. I took his wrist in my hand, checking his pulse, and my heart nearly stopped. There was no pulse. I bit my lip, trying to keep from crying harder, but it didn’t work. Tears flowed down my face like waterfalls, and I sobbed. I lay my head on him and stayed like that, running my fingers through his curly red hair.
After a few minutes, I lifted my head off his still chest, which no longer had a heart beat. I stared at his handsome face. His glasses were lopsided over his forever closed eyes. I smiled a watery smile, and set them straight on his nose. As I did, my fingers brushed his cheek.
He was already feeling so cold. There was no warm life in his body, no breath on his lips. I leaned over him and whispered tearfully, “I love you Philby.” And I pressed my warm lips to his ice cold ones, tears falling from my eyes onto his ashen face.
This is from a story I started months ago omg