I just had this idea randomly, after writing another fic (the Samelie one) and it just made me think why Oliver didn't release Amelie sooner… then it hit me… so I decided to write the fic!
For FireFrenzy596 again…
I don't own anything!
Oliver's POV:
It's in my control. I can control whether or not Sam and Amelie get to be together, I can decide whether or not he should survive.
If she gets over there within the next fifteen seconds, she can give him enough blood for him to survive. If she gets there, then she is happy and he is alive and they live together in harmony. However, if I linger, if I draw out this pretence that I am Bishop's and am holding Amelie captive as her lover is murdered, I can keep her to myself. She may hate me, but in the future she will realise that she loves me and she will agree to be with me. She will get over Sam and she will realise her love for me.
Just do I dare do this? Do I dare to keep Amelie under my control here for another twenty seconds and she would loose Sam, forever? I would be able to have her in the future; she would be mine. She would get over him, of course she would! She would end up with the chance of being truly happy, with someone who isn't soft and soppy and trying to make her something that she isn't. She is a warrior princess, someone who needs to be challenged to fall in love, someone who needs to argue and fight the person she loves simply because they are both so strong willed and utterly under the belief that they are right.
"Let me go, Oliver," she snarls, her eyes entirely focused on the body lying on the floor of the stage. She is focused on him, but I know that she will fight me in a minute if I do not let her up. She needs to get to him – or so she thinks. After all, she needs me as well; she did in the past and she will do now. She will get over his death, if I keep her here only thirteen seconds more. Thirteen seconds – unlucky number for some, but for me it will let me have her forever.
I slowly move and grab the thick gloves I set aside so that when I came to snapping the silver leash around Amelie's neck it wouldn't hurt me. It gives me precious seconds, seconds in which Sam is dying more and more until he will be past the point of no return. He will be gone, and I will have Amelie.
Yet I hesitate. Do I do this, or do I actually let her be happy with someone she really does appear to love? Do I? Do I have the entire lack of heart not to let Amelie finally be happy, after years and years of heartache?
I can't. I need her to be happy more than I need to be with her, so if that means it is with Sam, I shall have to accept that.
Moving faster, I grab the metal cutters and snap the leash off her neck, allowing her to rush across the stage to his body without a second glance. I am nothing to her, but he is everything. I raise my watch to my eyes and see that more than twenty seconds have passed since he was drained. Even though I wanted her to be happy, I was too late in my decision.
He is going to die.
Of course, I want to be with Amelie. But she is going to be depressed… yet I tried my hardest, at the end, to do what she wanted and to let her be happy. But obviously something didn't want that to happen. Who, you ask?
God and fate.
I guess it isn't just me that makes decisions in the world, at least in accordance to Amelie…
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Vicky xx
