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Today you were really happy. Your boyfriend, Arthur Kirkland, was coming home from England. You had waited for him for five months and you received a letter from him a week ago, informing his return.

Now you were still in your house, sitting on a couch, wearing a loose white shirt and black shorts. While you were watching TV, someone knocked your door, in various pattern. You already knew who it was. You got up and went to the door, opening it. It was your best friend, Amelia.

“Hello, (name)! How are you today?” she asked aloud.

You already used to her voice and replied, “Oh, I’m fine. You?”

“Of course I’m fine!”

You let her in and as you closed the door, Amelia sat on your couch. You went to the kitchen and grabbed some snacks and sodas. After you sat, Amelia hugged your shoulders as she asked, “Hey, isn’t it today like you told me? The return of your boyfriend?” She smirked.

“Yes it is!” you said happily, “He should be arrived at four. I’m going to pick him.”

“Wow! (name) do you think I can come along? I want to see what your boyfriend looks like. You never tell me other than his name!” Amelia pretended to pout.

“Of course you can! I’ll introduce you to him.”

After that, you spent your time together. When the clock showed about 2:30 p.m. you started to ready yourself. After a good 45 minutes, you were ready. You wore a casual green clothing, just to be matched with your boyfriend’s eyes. You also wore a bit make up. You wanted to appear the best to your long-time-no-see boyfriend. Amelia wore casual clothing too, of course with her bomber jacket. You grabbed your purse and other things you needed then both of you hopped on to your car.

While you drove, everything seemed to be going smooth as you had planned. You turned on the music and you would talk to Amelia once in a while. Now you were waiting for the traffic light to turn green. You tapped your fingers following the music’s beat as you waited. When the light turned green, you start to drive again. Just one thing that didn’t go with your plan… A sand truck from your side.

From your side, a sand truck didn’t stop… or it couldn’t stop as the brake was broken. You didn’t notice it and just drove. Amelia turned her head to talk to you again and that’s when she noticed the truck. She warned you but before could turn your head to see what it was, it happened.

The truck crashed with your car, making other cars either stopped or crashed lightly with each other too. The sand truck was rolled and the sand covered the road. The people got off their cars to see what happened. About some distance from your car, Amelia was lying on the road. She was thrown from the car. People surrounded her and woke her. As she began to regain her consciousness, she used her hands to get up. She looked around but she didn’t find you. She immediately got to her feet and ran to your car, which was completely destroyed.

Some men helped Amelia to get you out from the car, others called for ambulances. Amelia held your unconscious body in her arms, “(name)! (name)! Hang in there!! The ambulance will be here in seconds!!” Amelia scanned you fast, you looked so terrible. Your head was bleeding, your arms were injured from the glass shards and it seemed you broke some bones. She didn’t want to think anything bad now, she just prayed the ambulance got there quick.

When the ambulance came, you both were brought to the hospital. Immediately you were put in the emergency unit. Amelia was not as she wasn’t really wounded. Amelia sighed and held her wounded arm. She really wanted to be on your side right now but the nurse didn’t allow her. So she sat in front of the room you were treated, just to get the latest news about your condition. When she sat, she heard a song. It was your phone. Amelia looked at the caller ID and it said ‘Arthur’.

~ Arthur’s POV ~

I arrived at the airport late, thanks to that frog. (name) must be waiting for me at the front, I should get there fast. I walked to the front and looked for her beautiful face, but I couldn’t find her. “She should be here already…” I mumbled and continued my walked. I search for (name) until most of the crowds had gone.

I reached my phone, there was no text from her, informing she was late. ‘Where the hell is she…?’ I clicked her number and called her, expecting her angel-like voice to greet me. “Hello?” I greeted. However, the voice I heard was not hers.

“Hello, is this Arthur?” the voice was a woman’s.

“Yes, I am.”

“Arthur, (name) and I got into a car accident a while ago. We’re in (hospital name) right now. Please… come here,” her voice broke a little in the end.

I almost lost my grip on my phone when I heard that. I quickly replied, “I’ll be right there!”

~ Normal POV ~

Amelia ended the call after Arthur replied her. She held the phone tightly with her hands as she brought them to her forehead. All she could do now is praying…

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After an hour of waiting, there was still no news of you. Amelia was really worried and now she stood and leaned on the wall, wearing a sad face. Suddenly the hospital’s doors were opened harshly. Amelia lifted her head to see who it was. The person was a man. He had blonde hair and emerald green eyes. He wore a green jacket with matching dark green trousers. He dashed to the receptionist and asked, “Excuse me, where can I meet a patient named (name)?”

The woman in the receptionist asked him back, “I’m sorry, what’s her full name?” Then that man replied, “(Name) (middle name) (Last name).” When Amelia heard that, finally she knew that the man was your boyfriend, Arthur, because only a few knew your complete name and Amelia was one of them.

“Miss (name) was in the emergency. You can’t meet her right now,” the woman said.

“Then when the hell can I meet her?!” Arthur replied rather loud.

“I’m sorry. I don’t really know about that. Maybe you can wait for her with the young lady there,” she gave her the direction.

Arthur thanked the woman and approached Amelia. “Are you Arthur? I’m Amelia, (name)’s friend who answered your phone.” Arthur was silent for a while before responding, “Yes, I’m Arthur. Pleased to meet you, Amelia. How’s (name)’s condition?” he asked worriedly.

Amelia looked at the floor, “(name), she… she got severe injuries. Her head was wounded and there’s a possibility that some of her bones broke from the crash. Unfortunately, the car was crashed from her side… And now… I don’t know how her condition is.” Each word made Amelia wanted to cry but she held it back.

After hearing it, Arthur was furious. He really wanted to punch the person who did that to his love… to you. He knew that you were not the one to disobey rules. You were always cautious, moreover you brought a friend. There’s no way you were the cause. On the other side, Arthur was really sad. He wanted to cry while hearing what happened to you. Both of them didn’t talk again and just sat, waiting for you.

Half an hour since Arthur arrived, the emergency room’s doors were opened and a doctor approached Amelia and Arthur. Arthur stood and asked, “Doctor, how is her condition?”

The doctor stopped and looked at the both of them with sad face, “I apologize… we had tried all we can do in our power, but Miss (name)’s injuries were too fatal and she can only last momentarily. Therefore, we allow the both of you to meet her… maybe for the last time…” The doctor then walked passed them, leaving them to enter the room.

Arthur and Amelia entered the room and found you were lying in white bed and some machines were connected to you. Your wounded head was bandaged but it’s still as red as blood. The nurses left the room and gave them time. Arthur walked to the left side of the bed, followed by Amelia. Arthur caressed your hair lightly as he called your name. Slowly, you opened your eyes.

“Ar… thur…?” you said. Your voice was hoarse.

“Love, you’re awake!”

“… I’m… just closing my eyes for a while… Arthur,” you said, smiling.

Seeing your smile and recalling what the doctor had said made fresh tears rolled down from Arthur and Amelia’s eyes. They couldn’t held their sorrow any longer. Arthur held your hand tightly and said, “(name), love… please… don’t go…”

Amelia also called your name and said the same thing as Arthur’s. You understood what they meant as you also heard the conversation between the doctor and nurses that ended with a decision that they could meet her. You smiled weakly and moved your hand, which was held by Arthur, to his cheek. “Calm down… Arthur.”

“How can I calm down?! I had missed you ever since I went to England months ago! I’m just about to meet you again! We… We’re supposed to be happy today, (name)!” said Arthur as tears fell down his cheeks. “… Well… I’m happy. To be able to meet you again…” you replied.

“But, love—“

You interrupted him as you moved your hand from his cheek to his chest, saying, “Don’t worry… I’ll always be here… Of course that applies to you too, Mel…”

When Arthur wanted to continued his speak, you coughed for a while and you continued, “I’ll be in your heart… just like you’re in my heart… So, don’t worry… okay?” you said as you smiled. You tightened your grip on Arthur’s hand with the power you still had. Then, you closed your eyes, still smiling, and Arthur felt that your hand became colder in his hold. “No way… No… (name)… (name)!!”

Arthur loosened his grip and your hand fell to the bed easily. The machine that connected to your heart beeped with no end. Amelia covered her face with her hands and cried loudly. Arthur kept on calling your name. He hoped and wished that his voice would wake you up like before. So he could see your beautiful (e/c) and your true smile…

The doctor and nurses came in and separated Arthur from you. A nurse disconnected the machines from your body, the other one brought the white blanket to cover you face. Arthur screamed as loudly as he could not to cover your face. He struggled from the doctor’s grip just to be by your side. However, his strength became weaker and weaker and thus the doctor was able to escort Arthur and Amelia out of the room. Shortly after they were out, Arthur fell to his knees and hit the floor hard to release his anger. “(name)… I love you…”

- You'll always be in my heart, love -