"AMY!" I yelled into the cold, dry night air, my voice echoing throughout the trees that surrounded me wherever I turned. My heart slammed my chest, pulsing through my ears furiously as fear crept into my mind. I couldn't find her..what if they got to her first? That'd be on me.
This is all of your fault, I thought angrily. You did this to her.
My mind told me to stay put, keep safe, and continue on with yelling her name. She'd want me to stay safe, and getting myself in danger wouldn't do any good anyway. Plus Amy was good with navigation. She'd find me, and when she finds me, I'd hug her so tight, she'd squirm. I'd tell her how much I loved her, and take her hand and run, no matter what she says.
But my heart said to run in and find her.
So I ran in.
"AMY! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" I screamed as loud as I could, smacking away branches and jumping over fallen trees in my way. Nothing.
"AMY-" I felt the breath knocked out of me when I tripped over a tree root, flying forward and rolling down the hill. My face must've scratched thousands of twigs, because when I stopped rolling, my face burned like hell. Taking a minute to catch my breath, I heard a loud scream. Before I could yell for her again, my phone rang. Groaning, I answered.
"WHAT?!" I snapped, frustration and worry seeping into my voice.
"Chill, idiot," Maddie's voice made me groan louder. I stood up and switched the phone to my right ear.
"What do you want?" I sighed exasperatedly, looking around myself frantically incase Amy popped out of nowhere. God knows how much I wanted to see her face, hold it, kiss it..
"Did you find Amy?" She asked me. Anxiety swelled up in the pit of my stomach.
"No.."
"Well-"
I hung up.
I suddenly felt all of the anger, all of the hatred, longing, frustration, worry, passion turn into energy. My feet moved faster than my mind for once, giving me the speed I needed to find her. It was like finding a needle in a haystack, but I'd do anything to find her. I raced in the direction I heard her voice, worry flooding my heart. Was she hurt? Was she being tortured? Was she...I pushed that last thought away, and kept running. Finally, I came into a clearing that looked like it used to be a meadow. Dead grass, dark sky, red puddles dotting the dulled ground.
I skidded to a stop.
Amy.
My phone rang again. I hit "ignore" and looked at her motionless body. A hunched, shadowy figure crouched beside her, blood on its hands, holding a black, long knife in one.
"HEY!" I screamed, anxiety overwhelming my body. It became harder to breathe. Fear washed over me. The figure turned around, revealing Maddie's face holding up her cell phone. She flashed a sickly smile, and stabbed Amy's lifeless body once more.
"NO!" I sat up in my bed, sweat covering my forehead. Breathing heavily, I got up and walked out of my room. Fear could not have been more present at that moment. I walked out into the bunker hallway, looking around me to see if Maddie was around. Thankfully, she wasn't.
Dammit, I missed Amy..she was off in the Colony somewhere, all thanks to Maddie just existing. If we'd have never run into Maddie at Grinstop when we were teenagers, if we'd never seen her again at that vampire nest in Toledo, Amy would still be here with me. She'd have still been by my side, very much well, and very much human. This is all Maddie's fault.
Screaming jolted me out of my bitter thoughts.
Must be Maddie, I thought with a surge of sick pleasure. Good.
I walked by her room, smiling to myself knowing that she was suffering as well. Bitterness consumed my heart and mind, making me ball up my fists as I walked out into the main room. Sam had been standing up, looking at the doorway from which I'd just walked in from with wide, worried eyes. I knew why he'd been like that, and immediately went to shut his worrying about Maddie down.
"What?" I raised an eyebrow. He looked at me, and sat down quickly.
"N-nothing," He shook his head, opening up his laptop again and began typing.
That's what I thought. Let her suffer alone.
After a minute of watching him fidget, I finally said "If you're seriously worried about her, go to her for God's sake."
Sam's face lit up with hope as he rushed towards the door frame. He suddenly stopped, and turned towards me, his face no longer full of hope, but full of anger.
"You know, none of this is Maddie's fault," he began, Sam's voice becoming more annoyed by the second. "You need to stop blaming, and hating her for what happened to Amy. She did everything she could. And not a day goes by where she doesn't hate her own self for not saving her."
And with that, he stormed out.
Fury filled my veins, and I threw the lamp across the room. It created an earsplitting crash when it slammed against the bookshelf, shards flying out along with some books. They crashed onto the glass coffee table sitting in between two lounge chairs, breaking that as well. For some weird reason, the sound of glass shattering soothed me. My wrist began to burn. I grabbed it, feeling the intricate pattern of the Mark residing on my right arm.
What was I thinking? Blaming Maddie for Amy's kidnapping. That's exactly the opposite of what Amy would've wanted. If she could see me right now, she'd smack me and say "Nut up, Winchester. This isn't the Blame Game."
I pulled out my phone, and dialed Amy's number, tears threatening to spill. The phone rang for a considerable amount of time, until it stopped.
"This is Amy's other other other cell. If you have this number, you know what to do."
The phone gave me the option of leaving a voicemail. I decided to leave one for the umpteenth time.
"Amy," I began shakily. I cleared my throat and took a deep breath.
"Amelia," I began again, my voice sounding more confident. "I know you're at the Colony right now..but..please. Call me again. I don't care if you have Star Fluid running through you, I still want to see you again. Not a day goes by where I don't miss you..again, call me."
I pressed "end call" and huffed, slamming my phone on the table. Tears stung my eyes, and fell on the table. I sucked in a deep breath again, but when I let go a loud sob escaped my throat.
No, no, don't start...
I heard footsteps, and when I looked up, I saw Maddie's tearstained face next to Sam. She stepped towards me hesitantly.
"I'm sorry," she managed, her voice shaking as well. I stormed towards her, and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her in for a tight hug. Maddie hugged me back tightly, resting her head on my shoulder. I completely let myself go, tears streaming down my face.
"I'm sorry, too," I whispered, holding Maddie tighter. How could I have hated her for something that was completely out of her control?
Not a day goes by where I don't miss you, I thought, hoping Amy could hear my pleas inside my mind.
