Hey people, I so hope that you people were waiting for today's chapter, because I was waiting to write it. So here it goes....

Blythe s pov

I had just taken my seat in the taxi and it was raining heavily outside. I felt happy because this was the thing I loved so much about Yorkshire, the rains. It gave the town another story and a new picture, it changed it completely and beautified it immensely. Thanks for welcoming me better than the last time.

When I was stood at the airport  all those memories of two years ago came gushing back. It was the day Alexis and Riley got engaged and I had hoped that I was telling goodbye to Yorkshire forever,but fate and circumstances were never by my side. It seems Yorkshire missed me too.

The taxi was moving at full speed despite the fog and the weather not being so good for driving the driver drove at full speed. I was about to reach the lanes of my childhood and as I readied myself for the memories , I saw two headlights flash brightly in front of me and,CRASH!!

I heard a babble of noises and I could taste my blood, that means my taxi had met with an accident and blood was oozing out of somewhere on my face by the coldness of it .

I looked at the front seat, the driver was sitting hunched on the steering wheel, probably dead or heavily injured. I looked in front of me, and through the heavily cripled glass I saw a couple sitting in a car the girl in a really bad state with the glass of the car all over her, the boy was not really well but was better than the girl he tried waking her up but she didn't. I hoped with all my heart that she wasn't dead, because it really hurts losing someone you loved.

And with that I realized I myself was feeling really dizzy and suffocated, I tried to get some fresh air but people were all around the car and I couldn't move because my right leg had gotten stuck between the front seat and the ground. I tried detaching it, when suddenly everything went black.

Alexis Pov

When I reached the hospital and asked for Blythe, the receptionist asked me whether she was one of those girls who were caught in the accident. I replied positive and asked where she was. But the receptionist was unsure whether she was the one in coma or the one who wasn't so heavily injured. I was raging with every second that was passing and more the time she took, more she was in danger.

Finally, before I blew up she told me go to the emergency ward room 7 and handed me all her belongings. I knew the journey of love isn't easy, but I don't expect it to be this difficult. I knew everything has ups and downs and you have to reach your ups and then need that one person to defeat all your downs sometimes. And she was everything to me, from that priceless up to my savior when I am down. Everything. Just imagining that I was losing her was miserable and made me feel lonely instantaneously.

I entered the room and saw a girl lying on the bed with a plaster around her ankle. I observed her face, and found the just face I was looking for.

Blythe.

It's just that she had changed. She had become paler and the childishness that once resided in her face was lost.

She had changed and lost her hope, all because of me. Right now she didn't know about my presence because she was lost in her own slumber. And all I did was stare at her face.When her family entered I knew it was time for me to exit this place because for them too it was the first time it was the forst time seeing her,after a long year.

I will come back in my own sweet time and do my best to cheer her up. Maybe Ally was my key to success. I broke out of my chain of thoughts when I was instructed by Ines to take Ally outside because she was about to cry anytime now. Even after the entire year of being far Ally still couldn't see Clare injured. 

When we exited  the ward and were walking towards the waiting lounge Ally asked me something I didn't expect a 4 year old to ask.

" Alec, you are all lovey dowey about auwnt Clare, aren't you? " she said in her baby voice. I was shocked, could she see it too? And yes if you are wondering why did she call me by the nicknames that I and Clare used to call each other by? I taught her this when she was little and since then she never called us by our names.

" how do you know that munchkin? "

" whenever we went in your room all I saw were pictures of you and auwnt. So I guessed. Mommy told me when you love a person you love looking at her and her photos. "

" then maybe mommy is right and so are you. " I said in the same baby voice pinching her sides and making her laugh.

One thing I noticed was that Ally and Blythe s habits were super similar, even the baby voice. I still remember how Clare spoke when we were little how she ate chocolate and how her eyes lit up when she saw balloons and when it rained.

I still remember the day when Ally called Blythe, Clare for the first time. I saw the same look of shock and the same kiddish way her eyes lit up, but in no time a look of glum took over her face. Maybe it reminded her of me.

How do I know all of this? I always used to hide in some or the other corner of the house when Ally and Clare videochatted. Just to see her face, that smile and those beautiful brown orbs. I had to restrain myself from not sitting in front of the screen and talk to her. Because if I did so she would cut contact with her family too. Because she had cut contact with everyone I was in contact with.

For now, all I was worried about was knowing how she was and when she will get better and the surprise I was going to give her even if she was in the hospital.

Hey people hope you liked the​ chapter! And sorry for not updating yesterday. Keep reading! Keep loving! Keep voting!

Love,
Pranati