Meant to Collide

84. Meant To Collide

Sky stood there, paralyzed by the sight of Jules moving closer to him, inch by inch, into the life he had once nearly lost. He couldn't believe this moment was real, and as she neared, the air seemed to shift, charged with an energy that both terrified and exhilarated him. But as she closed that final gap between them, everything changed.

A blinding flash lit the air, followed by an ear-piercing beep, a warning from somewhere outside the bubble of his focus. Time seemed to stretch. The scene before him cracked open with horror as a deafening crash ripped through the air, making everyone recoil. Their collective screams echoed in the chaotic sound, except for Sky. His world froze, and for a heartbeat, all he could see was her, Jules, radiant in her iconic pink dress, her eyes filled with that unmistakable mix of love, hope, and passion. She was moving toward him with a purpose, but that purpose was shattered when a car, careening out of control, struck her violently from behind.

Time warped. Sky's heart pounded as the reality before him unfolded in agonizing slowness. Her body was lifted off the ground with the force of the hit, spinning through the air like a ragdoll, crossing right over him. Her eyes remained locked on his, a silent testament to her devotion, and in that moment, her smile never faltered. It was a smile that had always been for him, a smile that would now forever haunt him.

She tumbled onto the unforgiving asphalt, dragged by the force of the collision. The screech of her body scraping along the road was drowned out by the deafening silence in Sky's mind. His body refused to move at first, trapped in a nightmare that he couldn't wake up from. But then, the crushing weight of realization hit him like a tidal wave. His legs suddenly found the strength to move.

He bolted toward her, but it felt as though the world was moving in slow motion. His breath came out in jagged gasps as he fell to his knees beside her. Blood pooled around her, staining the street beneath them. He reached for her, his hands trembling violently as he cradled her head in his lap.

"Mon! Mon! Look at me! Please! Look at me!" His voice was raw, frantic. His tears mixed with the blood and dirt on her face. His hands shook as he wiped her cheek, desperately trying to comfort her even though he couldn't believe what had just happened. "You're okay, Mon. You're okay. It's just a scratch. Just a scratch, please, don't leave me."

But Jules' body didn't respond. She lay still, her eyes fluttering, her breaths shallow. Sky's heart was tearing apart as he whispered her name again and again, each time weaker than the last. He couldn't believe it, couldn't fathom that the woman he loved more than anything was slipping away right in front of him.

Tee and Jim arrived in a blur, calling for an ambulance. The urgency in their voices was like a cruel reminder of how out of control everything had become. The ambulance arrived soon after, and Jules was rushed to the hospital with Sky refusing to leave her side. He clung to her like a lifeline, unable to break free of the connection they had shared for so long.

Outside the operation room, Sky's world narrowed down to a single, unbearable truth: he could lose her. His heart hammered in his chest as he pressed his face against the window, watching the doctors and nurses rush around her. He didn't know how long he stood there. Time had no meaning now. Every second felt like an eternity. When the doctor finally emerged, his face was heavy with sorrow. Sky's breath hitched as he rushed forward. "She's okay, right? She'll be fine, right?" he asked, his voice raw with fear.

The doctor's gaze fell, and his words shattered what little hope remained. "I'm sorry, sir. We stopped the bleeding, but it's too late."

The world tilted again, this time taking Sky with it. He choked on the words, his heart pounding in his chest as he grasped the doctor's shoulders, searching for any shred of comfort. "What do you mean it's too late?!" His voice cracked, and he felt the weight of the doctor's pity press down on him. Tee, sensing the danger, pulled the doctor away, saving him from Sky's grief-stricken fury.