"Hello," the caller's voice echoed.

I swerved my chair with the tip of my finger, facing it towards the only place that brings the light inside the dark storeroom, I sat down on it, placing the cup of coffee I had on me, on the big box next to me.
"Hope you brought good news this time because I won't spare you" I threatened.

"It's good news" her voice resounded "the deed has been done" she answered.

I paused for a moment, my heart filled with joy at the sound of that.
"You mean...?"

"Yes, I mean it. She's now out of the picture" she responded.

"What do you mean by that?" I questioned.

She paused, obviously confused by my question "I thought you said you wanted her dead?"

"Exactly my point, is she dead?"

"Not yet, but it will be soon"

"And what if she doesn't die?" I asked.

"Then, it's none of my business. I've done what you asked, so please let me be" She replied and then ended the call.

I stood up, facing the abandoned mirror in the storeroom. I looked into the mirror, my lips parted into a devilish smile.

"𝑨𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑨𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆, 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆". 𝑰 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏, 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈.  "𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒎𝒆." 𝑴𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓. "𝑵𝒐𝒘, 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆, 𝑰 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝑰'𝒎 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒔𝒐" 𝑰 𝒑𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅, 𝒘𝒊𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒌. "𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑨𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒆." 𝑰 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒅.

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My relationship with Allie has been booming magnificently lately. It was approaching its second month and we are already deeply in love. I never wish to her go of her hands. My heart has been captured in the gallery of love.

A few minutes earlier, we were gisting along the highway, taking a walk with our hands clocked together. It was even harder letting those hands go as we were about to depart to our various hostels. I hugged her so tight that I never wanted to break those hugs.

"Bye," she said, not after a quick kiss.

I walked down the road that led to my hostel. My car was okay and fine but I didn't want to use it because Allie doesn't like flashy things.

"Don't it look unusual to you?" A girl amid three other girls who gathered at a spot discussed.

It was strange but I wanted to eavesdrop. Allie has influenced me in so many ways, part of it eavesdropping.

"Yeah, it is. Accidents rarely take place on the highway as several regulations are abided but this was..." The second girl who looks a bit chubby said.

"I think the driver did it intentionally. Imagine, he never stopped." The fourth girl chipped in.

"I pray she survives the hit. It was a really bad one." The first girl who started the talk said folding her hands together and lifting them in form of prayer.

𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒘𝒂𝒚? 𝑰 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇.
It was still mid-evening. I walked past them, my head bent low with my hoodie on. But my mind was still on the accident case.

Isn't it the same highway, Allie crossed? I summoned some courage and went back to them. I stopped right in front of them and removed my hoodie.

"Wow!" They exclaimed.

'Hi's' came flying from them all. I shook hands with them. They proceeded on introduction but I was fast enough to put that aside.
"Sorry, I overheard your conversation" I began.

"You don't have to be" the third girl, said smiling sheepishly.

I ignored her and continued "where did you say the accident happened?"

"On the highway" they chorused.

"Oh! Thanks" I said.

I left them ignoring their introductions, leading the way towards the highway. I quickly gave Allie a call. I wanted to be sure, she was alright.
She didn't pick at the first ring which got me worried sick.

I gave her another call and yet another but no response. I hastened my pace, arriving at the highway in a short while. There was indeed an accident scene. People gathered around as an ambulance took the bodies in. I pave my way through in fear. The scenery was horrible,  blood was gushing out of every individual who lay on the floor. My eyes came upon her, as she was being taken past me on a stretcher.

My eyes popped out in shock. She lay more peacefully than ever. Blood stains coated her clothes, her face too was covered with blood.

My heart was hammering in my chest. The tension was so great, that I watched as they laid the stretcher into the ambulance.  As they made to shut the door, I held it firmly.

"Who are you and what is this all about?" The ambulanceman asked, his face covered with a masked.

I hid the pain in my voice, 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒏. 𝑰 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇. " I'm going in with the victim" I replied hoarsely.

He must have seen the burning flames in my eyes as he let me in without a second thought. A nurse was inside already, I ignored her as I bent low, Allie's face, facing mine. Her eyes were shut tight, some strands of hair on her blood-covered face.

Emotions enveloped me. I couldn't stand the sight anymore. Why isn't she looking back at me? I didn't realize I was crying until the nurse placed her hand on my shoulders.

Her eyes met mine, "Take" she said offering her face towel to me.

I wiped my face with it, ignoring her, my gaze went back to Allie. She was still sleeping.

I painfully turned to the nurse who held Allie's wrist, "Where is this ambulance heading to?"

She hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up, "To the morgue"

My ears clinched, and I felt dead for a moment. "Wha- what do you mean? She isn't dead, is she?" My emotions were twirling.

"Her pulse just stopped moving and..."

I pushed her away, and my hands went to her chest, as I banged on them harder.
"Drive faster you idiots," I screamed, tears threatening to leak down my eyes again.

"You have to stop now sir, it's pretty late," the nurse said.
"Drive this vehicle to the hospital if your lives are important to you" I screamed louder, "And be there in 3mins".

My hands were still doing their job on Allie. The nurse felt her pulse once more and dropped them again faintly.

"If she doesn't live, I promise to make your life miserable" My threats worked on her, as she brought out her syringe, put some drugs in it, and gave them to Allie.

We arrived at the hospital, and the stretcher was quickly moved out, I assisted the nurses in putting her on the wheel as we drove it to the emergency ward.

"Please sir, you have to stay back," the doctor said.

"Please doctor, do everything you have to do to save her life"

"Our work is to save lives, and that is what we are going to do, assist us by praying" he replied and went into the room.
The curtains went down leaving me worried.

I paced to and fro, muttering some prayers in my heart.
𝑨𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔. 𝑾𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝑰 𝒔𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒔𝒐𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔.

It's been 30mins and the doctor or nurses haven't shown up. I was worried. Thoughts of banging on the door came to my mind.

I stood up, heading towards the ward. Just then, the doctor came out, his hands in his two front pockets.

"How is she?" I inquired.

His jaw dropped as he stare deeply into my eyes, "We tried our best Sir".

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𝑾𝒂𝒊𝒕, 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒚, '𝒘𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕'? 𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒖𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕.!
𝑰𝒔 𝑨𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅?
𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒏... 𝑾𝒉𝒐'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑨𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒚𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔?
𝑫𝒊𝒅 𝑺𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚?