Remember me.

It happened so fast

I didn't know how to react, I was happy and shocked and embarrassed at the same time. I felt like my heart was about to explode, my boyfriend just proposed to me I knew I wanted to say yes but then I had a bad feeling about the rest of the day. "Yes! Yes! Of course I will marry you Connor, I need you in my life! Yes!" I was so excited, the ring was beautiful, it had a big diamond on it and it fit me perfectly, I'm not sure who was more shocked, me or Jenn because she was saying that we should that we should get married and now, we are. "Oh my god, yes!!" Connor kissed me and everyone was clapping including Ricky and Jenn.

The café didn't charge us for our lunch, they said that it was a memorable moment so we didn't have to pay, that was good. We ate our lunch in silence and with Jenn admire ring my ring. We talked for a bit after we all finished eating and found out more about each other and decided to catch up in a few weeks, Connor and I got up first to leave and Ricky and Jenn were staying for a bit longer, we said goodbye to them and they said congratulations and goodbye to us and we walked out after thanking the staff for the free food.

We started walking hand in hand down the street to the crossing and we waited a bit for the lights, when they turned green for us to walk, Connor walked in front of me and a bus hit him. A bus, driving so fast that Connor didn't have time to do anything. My soon to be husband just got hit by a bus. I ran over to him crying, yelling out to people to call an ambulance.

I was sitting with him, his face was grazed and bruised and he had several broken bones. Just as the emergency team arrived his amazing green eyes wouldn't open, I could hear him struggling for some air and then no more, I thought he was gone, like my life just collapsed. I was hysterical, I just lost the love of my life, my heart, my soul, and he was everything. I got into the ambulance and I watched the paramedics put a neck brace on him and onto a stretcher then into the ambulance. I was holding his hand as the paramedic was doing all they can to save his life, on the way to the hospital he opened his eyes for a split second then closed them again, that made me more upset, but more relieved inside knowing he hadn't died. We got to the hospital and I got out with a nurse and she lead me to the room he was going to be in, after a couple of minutes the doctor came in with him and they started doing tests, putting stuff on his badly burnt skin, and trying to keep him alive.

"Connor, are you awake? Can you hear me?" I asked over and over again for hours but never got an answer from him, I just cried and cried, I wanted him back. After this is he going to be the same? Is he going to look the same? I kept thinking about these things for a while and I didn't want to know the answer if he was going to be a different person.