Meet Amelia, a good hard worker as a waitress in Lucky's. She's been dreaming of her first true love's kiss for years, but no man has ever even dared to go speak to her.
The reason? Is because she holds a cane at her side.
What type of cane do yo...
I see myself standing in a meadow, then I see the girl of my dreams with a beautiful white gown.
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(The dress⬆️)
I stare at her with tears in my eyes. "Ami."
She goes over to me gracefully, her beautiful brown hair curled perfectly, and even though she has no make-up, she looks like the most beautiful model in the whole world.
She goes over to me when I notice her eyes are teary. She grabs my hands gently and holds them, lacing our fingers together.
She stares into my eyes for awhile until i lay my forehead on hers with tears now streaking down my cheeks.
She closes her eyes laying her forehead on mine. "Oh Maria, why did you try to kill yourself?"
I let a few more tears fall. "Because," I swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the lump forming in my throat causing me to not be able to speak. "Because I can't live without you."
She inches her face closer to mine, I now able to feel her warm breath, sending a shiver down my spine as her breath caresses my skin. "Maria, you'll see me again, but not now." Her voice was so calm, so soothing. I needed her to be with me every step of the way.
"B-but, I need you!" I cry as she stumbles back a little. I forgot how sensitive her hearing is. I curse myself as more tears roll down my face and I say quietly "I'm sorry."
She opens her eyes slowly after a moment looking at me. Her eyes are their normal color, and I smile weakly with tears still running down my cheeks.
"It'll be alright." She says quietly as she runs her fingers through my hair. "Just find someone that will love you, I won't mind."
I shake my head violently. "No, I, I only want you Amelia."
She stares up at me. Thoughts of losing her again rush through my head and I cry more. "Please, let me come with you I don't want to be alone."
"And you won't be alone, you don't notice it but Amy cares about you. She's bringing you to the hospital as we speak."
My eyes widen. "No, no no no, I wanna die so I can be with you." I was making sure to keep my voice down since it hurts her ears when I raise my voice.
"Maria, please, listen to yourself. Would you really throw away everything of yours over me?"
I nod without hesitation.
Tears well in her eyes and my heart breaks seeing Amelia in pain.
"Please, can you promise me one thing?" She asks, looking up at me.
I thought for a moment, nodding. "Anything."
"When you wake up, I need you to make the best of your life okay? No more killing. Just remember me, remember me but in a good way. Never think of that day you watched me die. Just think about the good times, and how you'll see me soon."
I took a shaky breath as I kept crying, but I nod. I will only agree to this is because I should give Amelia everything. I should've given her more time, more love, more life, a bigger future to fight for.
"Thank you." She whispers, a little quieter than last time. I open my eyes then see her body starting to shimmer a little.
"Please don't go." I whisper.
She just leans in and kisses me, the one last kiss, until I'd see her for a very, long time.
I kiss her back, closing my eyes. I gently place my hands on the sides of her face. I gently wipe away the tears as I kiss her passionately.
After a moment I feel her body fade away leaving me there alone, but her voice rings in my head; I love you.
That's all that I needed to let the tears fall.
"I love you too."
•••
I awake to see blinding lights along with a few people standing over me; a man that looks in his late thirties, another man in scrubs, who looked about in his early twenties, and a girl that was Amy.
I stare up at Amy.
Any sees me awake then wraps her arms gently around me and hugs me. "I'm so glad you're okay." She whispers in my ear as she slowly pulls away.
"How do you feel?" The twenty year-old man in the scrubs asks.
I look at him. There's tears in my eyes and I shake my head. I want Amelia, I can't be happy without her.
"You're really lucky." The man in scrubs says. I saw a name tag that read Jack. Assuming that's his name.
"Why am I lucky?" I croak.
"Well," Jack starts. "If you lost any more blood, plus if you hit your heart, which, thankfully, you didn't hit any vital organs, if you moved the knife just a little to any other direction, you would've killed yourself."
That's what I wanted! I cry in my head. But I start thinking about Amelia and what she said: "When you wake up, I need you to make the best of your life okay? No more killing. just remember me, remember me but in a good way. Never think of that day you watched me die. Just think about the good times, and how you'll see me soon."
I let her words sink in for a moment. Tears in my eyes and I whisper. "Okay."
Jack touches a couple of the machines near my bed. "We'll be giving you some anti-depressant so this dosen't happen again."
"And you can stay with us." Amy adds.
I look at Amy then at Jack and nod. This is what Amelia would've wanted. I thought. She'd want me to live happy, well, as happy as I can get without her there. So, Maria. Make the best of it. For Amelia.
