Never In A Million Years

Chapter Fifteen

~Allyson's POV~

I was now in the stands watching Karay. My Karay.

Although he wasn't mine, but everyone pretty much knew that it was going to happen. But yes. He wasn't mine. At all. Maybe I screwed that up. Maybe I didn't. 

Sitting beside me was Dylan Mapenga. Are you kidding me? 

As I watched Karay speed his way up the ranks, Isaac being closely behind him, I could feel her eyes turning frequently from Karay to me. Urgently wanting to say something I turned to look at her. 

She took a small gasp and stared at me. Taking in my looks and my eyes. I could tell she hated me already. But what was worse was, she screwed up her chance to be with him, and now she's probably after mine. 

I turned back, and cleared my thoughts. Determined to focus on the one stable thing in my life right now. After my parents divorced, everything went bad. I dropped out of private school and went to government. My brother couldn't afford anything IT related like he wanted, so he took a gap year. My sister, was the only one not much affected. Everything was in crumbles, and he was all that was left. He was my stabilization. 

He was now, in the lead, entering into the last 100m of the race. Isaac coming in third, with an American in between them. Suddenly, his leg seems like it broke. Or maybe he pulled his hamstring. But whatever happened, it dramatically slowed Karay down. He was down to the last meter or so, when he decided to dive, bringing him into fourth place.

He was laying on the floor, in pain. Agony. 

"KARAY!" I screamed. I ran up and jumped over the little walls, that separate the stands from the track. 

Following closely behind me was Dylan and Boithuto, then the rest of the team. 

"KITTENS"

"KAR"

I heard Dylan and Boithuto call out, with their ugly and inappropriate nicknames for my Karay.

I heard him scream again, this time I was closer. The Olympic emergency team was making their way to him, by the time I arrived. 

I collapsed right next to him and gripped his hand. He tightened his grip before letting out a deep sigh and screaming again. He was hurt, but I wasn't even sure where. These were his heats and he was already damaged. No. Damn, he's gonna be devasted if the emergency team say he won't be able to run the semi's. Not that we're even sure, he made it. No, no no. This isn't happening. He was letting his eyes water up and a tear rolled down his cheek. I wiped it, and not long after another one dripped down. I quickly realized they weren't his tears, they were mine.

I couldn't help it. He was in so much pain beside me, and all I could do, is hold his hand. But even that ended because one of the emergency team had told me and my team to back away, and let them do their job. They hoisted him up and let him down on the stretcher. They rolled him away and I just stood there. 

My source of joy had broken, physically. I just stood there like a statue. Crying. My heart thumping loudly that even I could hear it. Pain. I remembered how it felt. But then love. Was love feeling so badly hurt when the person you loved was possibly terribly injured? 

I love Karay. 

I heard my words being formatted and said out loud by a devilish voice.

"I love him, not you. He's mine. Now stop pretending like you actually care."

It was Dylan. She had whispered this in my ear and walked off. I just stood there, in shock. Anger. Disappointment, sadness. How dare she question my feelings for him. In any case, that didn't matter. He did. And he needed me. 

Snapping out of my seven minute coma I raced to catch up with the emergency team. I gave Tumelo a reassuring look to indicate that although I'd probably miss his race, I believed in him. Isaac and Leruo had made it in. But he didn't. The one person that I cared about intensely in a more than a friend kind of way. Karay. 

Catching up with the emergency team, I tried to trace my heart beat. Returning it back to normal. Once I caught my breathe, I walked into the room that the emergency team had just rolled Karay into. The room was big and spacious with steady beds for weak patients. The beds were similiar to hospital beds. I believe this was the Olympics Mini Hospital. They carried and laid Karay on one of the beds and turned to me. Immediately, I knew what they were going to say. 

"I'm afraid, I'm going to need you to leave." one of the doctors said. Dr Matthews was his name.

"Can I come back later?"

"Of course, but right now, you need to leave. Your race starts soon and we can't be distracted by your presence. Please, ma'am, leave. I understand you care about him, but he'll understand once we're done and are explaining it to him."

"Promise me you'll fetch me when your done."

"I'll send one of my team members."

"Alright. Take care of him."

And I turned around and ran away. Walking to allow me to be alone with my ever so negative thoughts, and right now, that's not what I needed. Once I arrived at the tracks, Tumelo's race was over, and in fact they were looking for me, to come and begin my race as I was part of the first heat racers. 

I marched over, without saying a word to the team about my lack of knowledge to how Karay was, but with the corner of my eye, I could see Dylan and Boithuto heading over to the Mini Hospital.