The One That Got Away (GIRLXGIRL)

Chapter Thirty-five

Belle's POV

Hours passing by like days. The fresh blood on my clothes had already dried up. My puffy eyes had run out of tears and although there were also heavy, there did not give in to sleep. How can you sleep when you know the life of someone you love lies solely in your hands. If I hadn't woken up and left she wouldn't be stuck in that room fighting for her life and I wouldn't be here praying and hoping that she survives. I moved my hands to touch the bloodstains on my track pants and t-shirt, her blood.

"Jaycey go home," I said in a low voice. She also didn't deserve this, all of them fell victims of my selfish heart.

"I'm not going anywhere Belle," she replied, avoiding my eyes.

"Why, what's it worth?" I didn't mean to sound rude but I did and unintentionally hurt Jaycey.

"What do you mean what's it worth, are you not aware that Samantha is my sister? I'm staying and I called my father. Him and my stepmother are coming over," her voice sounded strained.

"Why do you make it sound like we're planning a funeral," I snorted.

"Why are you acting like a damn idiot," Jaycey retorted.

"Guys stop it," Lucy intervened, "Stop with what you're doing it's really childish."

"Whatever," I said underneath my breath.

More hours passed and the more there passed, the more I lost my mind. If Samantha dies what will become of me. If she dies how would I survive. I sat still and waited, I sat still and hoped. I sat for hours until the doctor came out. We all jumped from where we were and waited for him to update us.

"I'm sorry," he said sympathetically. I braced myself for it, a slap in the face, a kick in the gut, the news that would automatically shatter my life, "She's awake. She was bleeding internally but we've managed to stop the bleeding. She's under intensive care unit. It's a miracle that she's still alive because she's lost a lot of blood, broken a lot of bones and her skull has some fractures. When the car hit her, it crushed her ribs and one of them thrust into her heart. The speed of the car caused it to hit her with so much force, she could've died instantly," the doctor explained.

"Can we see her?" I asked in hopes that the he would say yes.

"She asked to see her sister. But please do not say or do anything that'll trigger her heart to give up. She's very critical, we put a monitor to watch at close range how her body is reacting. If ever you hear something off in the machines call us immediately."

With that the doctor went with Jaycey inside and came out after some time. I have to admit, I felt a ping of pain upon hearing that Samantha called for Jaycey. After a few minutes Jaycey came out of the room, her expression gave nothing at all and she said nothing other than telling Lucy that Samantha wanted to have a quick word with her. Minutes again passed, what is it that Samantha was saying to them? Was she going to call me also?

"Isabelle...," Lucy's voice cut my chain of thoughts, "...she wants to see you."

As much as this is what I had been wanting eversince hearing she'd woke up, I couldn't help but feel my heart shiver with fright. I put her in there, I was ashamed of myself. Standing up, I made my way to the door of her hospital room. A few months ago I would have never thought this would happen but I guess life truly is unpredictable. I opened the door slowly, and walked inside just as slow. As soon as my eyes met hers, I knew how much I loved her and how much important she was to me.

"You're awake," I broke the silence between us.

"Not for long," her voice was dry. It sounded like the voice of a dying person, it was strained, low and very different from how she sounded when she was okay.

"Don't say that Sam, you're going to make it."

"You're good at selling dreams aren't you?"

I stood beside her as she lay on the bed, avoiding her question I decided to say something else.

"I don't want to lose you Samantha. I'm sorry that I hurt you."

"I'm going to die Belle, any minute from now. The reason why I called you is because I didn't want to die without seeing your face. And I have something to say to you."

"What?"

"I love you. I always have loved you and I will always love you. You're my soulmate, you're the one for me and I forgive you. I forgive you for everything that you did to me and as I die I want you to know that I died your love and no one else's. I died belonging to your heart, entangled with your soul. You're mine and I am yours forever," her eyes sparkled with tears, "...and I want to ask of you to do one last thing," she swallowed dryly, wincing as if she'd felt a pain somewhere and shutting her eyes for a short second, "I want you to kiss me for the last time but kiss me like it's the first time. Give me a feeling that I won't be able to get rid of and show me how much you really love me."

I felt my cheeks go wet from the tears that had started falling from my eyes. I looked at her, she tried to smile in her anguish.

"I can't Sam," I stuttered, caressing her cheeks with both of my hands, "...I don't want you to give up on life, like I said I can't lose you. I'm scared, I'm scared and I don't want you to say you'll die cause you'll live, I ---"

She cut me short, "Shut up and kiss me, Isabelle fuckin' Anderson."

I stared in her eyes. All the memories of how we began, how we were and how I thought we would end up like swallowed me like quick sand. I lowered my lips on hers and tugged on her bottom lip before gently and passionately kissing her. She kissed me back with just as much passion that I gave her. My heart melted as our lips moved in unison. We both moaned into each others mouths. The kiss was becoming engraved in my heart.

"I love you so much Isabelle Anderson," Samantha smiled through the kiss and just like that the words that gave me life also drained it away from me. The continuous loud beeping of the machines told a story that broke me into two. Samantha's lips stopped moving with mine and she lay lifeless infront of my eyes. I immediately got up and bolted to the door, screaming at the top of my lungs. The doctors and the nurses came rushing in.

"Ma'am you have to step outside please," one of the nurses said directing me to the door. Instead I stood my ground, crying at the top of my voice. I couldn't let her go, not like this, not in any way.

"Ma'am please..."

"No fuck no! Samantha you can't do this to me please."

"Isabelle!" both Lucy and Jaycey ran inside the room.

"This can't happen, please tell me this is all a dream," my voice filled the hospital room. As they all pulled me out, I could see from a distance the doctors trying to revive Samantha. Her lifeless body just lay motionless, giving no hope. I cried, screamed and wished that the earth could swallow me. I could hear the doctors sympathetic voices which were a sign, a sign that she was truly gone. I wished to wake up from this nightmare, all I wanted was to hold Samantha in my arms again, all I wanted was to hear the sound of her laughter, all I wanted was to feel her touch and most of all, gaze into her beautiful full of life ocean blue eyes. But just like dust blown away by the wind, all of it had breezed away in an instance and I fell on the ground, heart ripped off my chest, crying my eyes out.