Last Memory

James P.O.V.

I sit watching from a distance. My heart is longing for her to come save me but my body won’t let me get any closer. She commanded me to leave her side, even though I wanted nothing more than to stay by her side and comfort her. I didn’t have a choice I had to leave but I wish she would call me back. My heart is heavy. I can’t stay like this much longer. Without my masters blood sistaning me I am dying inside. The deconstruction of my body has already started. I will die soon and will be nothing more than a lost memory. My last memory is of my masters tear stained face.