388 8.16 A Jolly Good Shot, Boss... T. (2/2)
”Huuu... Robin, don't leave me... I want you to call me 'lovely' once more... Please... Huuu... Don't leave me, we are supposed to settle down... Huuu...” cried Matilda as she held on my hand and kissed it several times and place it against her cheek, in hopes for me to caress it.
The sight before here made Matilda's Granny look away as tears formed in her eyes as she watched the scene unfold towards her. Little did she expect that this would be the outcome for her only granddaughter. She never knew that her granddaughter would love this silly boy deeply since their first meeting many months before.
”My bow...” I weakly said and Matilda heard me and she came back with my bow and quiver. She held it dearly to her chest and handed it to me, not knowing what I would be asking the bow and arrow for.
”JL, help me up...” I said and these words reached Jean Lethal who was standing at the doorway and he came over and asked how I am and what he could do as Matilda repeated what I had requested. Matilda held on to my bow and arrow as Jean Lethal held me up.
The makeshift bed had a small window to it and it was a glorious morning, the birds were chirping melodiously and the sunshine shone and fell on my face, as I squinted and tried to peer through despite the rays.
”Robin, what do you want with the bow and arrow?” Matilda asked as she handed me the bow and nooked an arrow in the drawstring. Matilda held on to the bow while Jean Lethal assisted in taking my right hand and placing it in the drawstring.
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”My final resting place, cutie pie, JL where the arrow lands....” I croaked as my voice was hoarse due to the on and off fever and losing consciousness for the past 3 days and 2 nights. I knew that without modern medicine, the poison in my body would have done substantial damage and even if help comes, the damage done was irreversible.
”Cutie. Pie... I. Am. Going. To. Miss. You. Very. Much..... Take. Over. Me. As. Robin. Hood..... ” I spoke in broken sentences as every breath is a killer itself for me, as I pulled the drawstring back with my right hand and let the arrow fly....
I did not see where the arrow flew, nor where it landed, for all I knew, my body slumped back against Jean Lethal as he stuttered with fresh tears down his face, ”That was a jolly good shot, Boss... A jolly good shot indeed...” as he too was blinded by his own tears.
”I can't feel anything, anything at all. Everything is numb, it's oddly comfortable. I can't move anything either, but at least there's no pain. I can't feel anything.” my thoughts made a final race in my mind as I was being lowered back to the bed with Matilda sprawled against my chest as she sobbed furiously and shaking my body as if to wake me up from my slumber.
”Love you... Matilda Fitzwater...” as I breathe my last, my heart finally stopped thumping, my chest finally stopped heaving as my right hand that was used to hold on to Matilda, slipped away to my side, lifelessly...