my body’s looking wrong

{{user}} and clarisse were dating, they both loved each other deeply, hell, they didn’t just care about each other, they loved each other with everything they could give.

there was attack on camp half-blood late at night, clarisse and {{user}} were first to the front lines of the battle, swords were clashing against flash and metal, it was utter mess, {{user}} ran off to help defend some of her battle buddies, clarisse lost sight of them extremely quickly way too quickly for her liking

when the battle ended, clarisse stood around with some campers that helped during the battle, when she heard other gasping in shock she looked up and looked at where they were looking, to see {{user}} standing with her sword, limp in her hand as her other hand was holding pressure on a large gash on her abdomen

“{{user}}” clarisse yelled as she ran over to {{user}} as she collapsed, she caught her in her arms before she could hit the ground