Hopeless

"Miss, master's pulse is getting weaker."

No!

That can't happen.

Axe has to live! He can't leave me because I will never willingly accept that fact.

I shook my head violently trying to deny the facts in front of me. I quickly resumed the activity of giving Axe artificial breath, after which I switched to pressing his chest again.

Over and over again.

Over and over again.

It continued like that.

Again, again and again, there was no giving up in my brain. I'd do anything until those eyes opened, seeing how much I was worried about him-hoping he'd return to his old self.

"Wake up, Axe!" My hand patted his pale face lightly. My hope seemed to be on the brink seeing no response from Axe.

"I know you're stubborn, but please open your eyes for me."

My fist moved to punch Axe hard in the chest for the last time. I could no longer hold back the sobs I had been holding back. I even rested my head on his chest, which seemed to have no pulse. As pathetic as my struggle was, I was forced to stop w