One Shots - Violet Evergarden

I Love You

*Warning, Angst and minor spoilers ahead!
Read at your own risk.*

(This is from the scene where Violet is fighting alone on top of the train and got distracted by her emerald brooch being thrown. If possible, leave a comment! They help me out a lot ^^)

"Violet!"

It wasn't supposed to turn out like this.

"Violet!"

It wasn't supposed to end like this.

"Violet, stay with me!"

It wasn't supposed to...

"Open your eyes, please," his voice cracked as he held onto her lifeless body on the hospital bed. Her blonde hair that was originally neat and tidy the last time anyone saw her, was loose and messy. Dried blood stained the locks that were near her neck.

Her blue dress was covered in red liquid, the same one dried and sticky in the middle of her chest where a bayonet was stuck in.

The sounds of carts being pushed across the concrete ground filled the room, trying to attend to their newest admissions.

Her eyes, were closed. And if not for how cold her face felt as he touched it with his flesh hand, he would've thought she had simply fallen asleep.

His rough hand, brushed a lock of hair from her face, tears blurring his vision as he continuously tried to blink them away.

"Sir, I'm sorry but–," a doctor begun his somber speech but the ex-Major stood up in a flash, anger clear in his eyes.

"Do whatever you can to save her! Don't tell me you're sorry! Save her!" He yelled, ignoring the fact that he was in the hospital.

The crimson-haired man who had been watching silently the whole time, shot up from the side and grabbed his Friend back from physically hurting the medical staffs.

"Gilbert! Stop!" Claudia tugged him backwards, his eyes gleaming with unshed tears.

The man did not listen, struggling against Claudia's hold, tears overflowing and pouring over his cheeks onto the floor.

"No! You have to save her! I beg of you!" He continued, his knees eventually giving out as he mumbled the same request over and over again.

Despite the Colonel's words, the doctor proceeded with a look that many loved ones had seen before bursting into tears of mourning, "Violet Evergarden–,"

"No!"

"–is pronounced–,"

"Don't!"

"–dead at 11:58 in the evening."

Silence followed as Claudia bit on his lower lip, preventing any sounds from escaping as the harsh truth of the girl's demise was shoved into his mind.

Gilbert did not struggle against Claudia's hold anymore, allowing the latter to release his grip on his Friend.

"Gilbert–,"

"It's all my fault."

Claudia shook his head, a tear falling down his cheek. An attachment to the girl he practically raised was being cut off by what they called death.

"It's not–!"

"It is! If I've gotten there earlier, she wouldn't have died!" Gilbert slammed his hands on the ground, tears of anguish following right after.

It was supposed to turn out okay. She wasn't supposed to die.

She was the Maiden Warrior who killed anyone who stood in her way with a simple order of kill.