It all happened one month ago. The hardest moment in my entire life. Just one month ago.
I was driving Amethyst to dinner for our 3rd anniversary. She had been my girlfriend for three entire years. The diamond glimmered in my pocket. Tonight's the night, I thought to myself. I was going to ask Amethyst to marry me. Before Amethyst, I avoided the thought of marriage. I didn't believe I was ready for this kind of commitment. I hadn't realized how a person changes when they fall in love. I grinned, looking away from the monotonous road, and instead, to Amethyst's crystal-like eyes. Suddenly, another car rammed into mine, and we tumbled into a ditch. Amethyst screamed and squeezed my hand so tightly that I think my circulation cut off. My vision began to blur, just after I realized that we hadn't run off into a ditch, but rather we were upside down in the middle of the highway. The last thing I could remember was Amethyst's painful cry as a rusty truck ran over my small Honda civic.
I woke up to silence. I was laying down with many nurse. They furiously checked my heartbeat and bandaged my body. I prayed it was just a dream. A trance. A thought. But it was so real, it couldn't have been. I immediately sat up, shocking the nurses.
"Where is Amethyst?" I asked. They mumbled something that I couldn't quite hear, so I asked again. This time, one of them answered.
"She is still trapped inside the car. Now please lay back down, honey, you need the rest." A pale nurse told me softly. I punched the ambulance bed, struggling to get out. I screamed, I yelled, I kicked with all my might, but I just couldn't get out.
"Don't worry, Aaron. They are almost done getting her out of the car. Once she is out, they will carry her into this ambulance to be with you," the same nurse explained. I stayed upright for a second, but soon my eyes closed, and I entered another world. A happier world.
The ambulance doors opened, waking me. I shot up quickly.
"Amethyst, we're together again. Soon we'll be able to go on our third anniversary dinner," I stated weakly, slowly realizing that it was morning, and that we were at the hospital. Then I looked beside me. The ambulance bed was empty. Amethyst wasn't there.
"Nurse, where did she go?" I asked with a slightly enraged tone.
"Oh, dearie, she won't be coming to the hospital with you. She is going somewhere else." A different nurse told me. I assumed that she needed more treatment than I did and had to go to a larger hospital. That's why she wasn't with me. I wondered why the nurse looked so sad.
The nurses rolled me inside the hospital with the stretcher, greeting their co-workers with tired smiles. They brought me to Room 2206: Quick Recovery Room. I was transferred onto the bed, where they told me that my family was on their way. They were right, as all my immediate family rushed into the room, exchanging nervous glances with each other.
"Aaron, my baby!" My mother exclaimed, "We were so afraid of what happened to you and Amethyst! We tried to get here as soon as possible." She ran over to me, hugging me so tightly I almost exploded. The nurses explained my injuries to my parents and told them to be on the lookout for any symptoms of infection on the cuts. Then, we left.
When we arrived home, I sat on my bed, and immediately dialed Amethyst. The phone rang. It rang again. It rang again, and again, and again, and again. But nobody picked up. I dialed Amethyst's mom. But nobody picked up. I dashed into the kitchen, and asked my mom what had happened to Amethyst. She explained that they hadn't heard anything yet. So I dialed the hospital's ambulance service.
"This is David Wilson from Campbell Hospital Ambulance Services, how may I help you?" A man with a deep voice said.
"Hello, I'm Aaron Rhodes. You see, I was in a car accident last night with my girlfriend, Amethyst Holloway, and I wanted to make sure that she is okay."
"Hi, Aaron. I'm so sorry. Amethyst did not make it to the hospital last night," Mr. David Wilson stated.
"What is that supposed to mean? You cannot just tell me that my girlfriend didn't make it to the hospital last night and expect me to accept that. Where is she? What happened?" I questioned angrily.
"She died, Aaron," the man explained, "it is a miracle that you survived. I'm so sorry,"
I hung up. Tears stung my face as they strolled down my cheeks. I buried my face in the pillow, slowly expanding my quiet whimpering into a thunderous cry. My parents came into my room. I went insane.
It has been one month since this happened. I miss Amethyst so much. She wasn't only my girlfriend, but my best friend. Amethyst was special. Getting to know her made me so much better. As I said before, love changes. Since her passing, there hasn't been a day where I haven't stopped by her grave. Rain or shine. But today was something more special than any other day. I reached into my pocket. I pulled out the glimmering diamond ring that I'd hoped would be on Amethyst's ring finger by now.
Then, I bent down onto one knee and whispered, "Will you, Amethyst Marie Holloway, be my wife?" No response. But if she were here, I think she would've said yes. With that, I slipped the ring onto the Amethyst-colored rose I bought for her and placed it on the grave stone.
"I love you, Amethyst." I gently whispered, kissing her gravestone.
