Stubborness

She clung to life, but just barely. 
"Hold on. Please. Just hold on." I whisper as I cradle her head in my lap. There was so much blood everywhere, but she was far from being just the only victim. Other bodies lay still around us. Even my own blood had made it's mark around us. "Please, hold on." I whisper once more, trying to hold as still as possible. If she could just hold on, if she could make it, then maybe...just maybe I would make it too. 
But she was so still. And I...I was so weak.
"Hold on." I mumbled, fighting to keep my eyes open. I wasn't sure if I was talking to her or myself now. "Hold on. Help will come." 

-Inspiration from the top of my head