Dedicated to madeenat01

AMETHYST

What the hell!

In front of me is a lady kissing Nick. She quickly detaches herself from him when she notices my presence.

Time stops..

I could see the shock on his face.

I clutch the doctor's report in my hand very tightly as tears flow down my face. I look at him acidly and turn my back to leave the office.

"Amethyst. Moro!" He calls after me but I was not hearing any of it as my mind shuts off.

I need to get away from here. I take the private elevator and thankfully, the door closes just before he arrives. I search for my keys inside my purse as I head for my car. Opening it, I zoom off as tears blind my eyes, not even noticing my surroundings.

The honk of a trailer coming my way gets me alarmed, I swerve in another direction and apply the brakes to stop movement but it doesn't work. It was then I took a look at my environment. On the dashboard were the words 'Bye, Bitch' bodly written in Red.

A beep starts sounding and I see a bomb attached to the next seat, the countdown is already at 60 seconds. My heartbeat starts to flutter as I am continuously gasping in fear. Fear for my life, fear for my unborn baby.

I finally collide with a large tree then study my environment. How did I get here? This is the outskirt of the town. For how long was I even driving.

Moving towards me was the same truck that honked earlier. To my worst freight, it had no driver in it. Whoever was inside before had jumped out. Oh my God! How did this whole thing happen? Whoever had done this had it carefully ochestrated.

I struggle with my seat belt. I am so nervous so the thing kept slipping from my hands. At 10 seconds, I was finally able to get myself out of the car just before the truck made impact with it, crushing it right before my eyes. I scream in horror, it could have been me there. The worse was yet to come till the bomb went off, burning both vehicles. I lose my balance and hit my head before falling down, giving in to my subconsiousness.

NIKOLAS

"Shit!" I immediately take the elevator the moment it opens up but as I arrive downstairs, I am told she left with her car.

I dial her phone but it keeps ringing, she's not answering my calls.

"Dammit!" I scream, kicking a flower vase beside me in frustration.

"Please pick up, baby." I cry out, still dialing her number. Moments later, my phone rings and I look to see an unknown number.

"Nikolas Galanis." I say.

"Mr. Galanis, this is a call from the New York Police Department. Please your attention is needed here." I feel an irregular beat in my heart as I drive to the police station, still dialing her number praying she picks up to hear me explain but this time, the line is dead at the other end. I arrive at the police station and head in.

"We saw a vehicle with a plate number registered under your wife's name." The officer in charge informs me, a sad emotion etched on his face.

"What happened?" I ask, hoping it is not what I think it is.

"She met with an accident today." He adds. Oh no!

"What hospital was she taken to? I know the best doctors, I'll send them in to treat her." I respond, standing up to head there.

"There's no doctor involved. You need to stay calm, Mr. Galanis." He says, calmly.

"So, where did you take her if it is not a hospital?" I ask. What is he even saying?

"There were no survivors, it was burnt completely. She's dead, Sir." He breaks the news completely. My walls come crashing down as what he said sunk into my head.

My legs lose their balance and I fall back on the seat.

She's dead! Gone! Moro mou! My one chance at love. Gone! I guess this is payback for my bad ways, but she didn't have to die. I would have taken her place instead. Tears streamed down my face as I recall our memories together.

"Take me to the spot of the accident." I say, trying to be calm.

"Mr. Galanis, from our protocol we.." he trails off.

"I say, take me there now!" I scream at the man who does a great job at remaining calm and unfazed.

"Shouting will do nothing, Sir." He replies.

"Please." I say, my voice breaking slowly.

"Please, take me to her. Let me see her remains one last time." I plead. I guess my state won as I am taken to the place of the accident. My heart constricts as I look at what is in front of me. She had to go through this pain, why was I not in her place instead? Why?

I sob uncontrollably as I absorb everything, I am trying so hard to be a man here and bottle everything but what is the essence when the one you love is not here with you? I laugh bitterly at myself, hating every ounce of me in the process.

I killed her! If she hadn't seen that, she wouldn't have driven the car and this would not have happened.

I hate myself right now, I do not deserve to live! My hand shakes as I dial Lucas.

"She's dead, Lucas. Dead!" I cry as I speak to him.

"Who?" He asks.

"Amethyst." I find myself saying in between sobs.

"Shit! Where are you? Forget about that, turn on your tracker. I am coming." I hear some shuffling before the line goes dead.

AMETHYST

I open my eyes and find myself inside a small room.

"You are finally awake." A voice says, joy evident in her voice.

"Yes. Where am I? How did I get hear?" I hear my voice crack as I speak. She smiles and hands me a cup of water to drink.

"That's a long story, dear one. Just relax for now." She smiles at me as I hastily drink frok the cup.