Please (Pleas, Part Nine)

Horrified dread swelled up in his heart as her limp body registered in his dazed mind. Something snapped inside of him and he scurried forward, falling to his knees and gently cradling her in his arms.

"Please," he chocked, traitorous tears obscuring his vision. He brushed her long, black hair out of her eyes as tremors ran through his body. The air seemed to press on his lungs as he rocked back and forth, begging her to say something.

"Please," he whispered. "Please…"

But no one would hear him. No one was there to answer his cry of distress.

"Please…"

And there you have it: we've come full circle. Thank you for reading this! I hope you... enjoyed this. Enjoyed probably isn't the right word for a story like this, but you know what I'm getting at.