For FireFrenzy596, for a nice dose of Samelie, rather than just the Ameliver that's been around recently :P

I don't own anything…

Memories…


Amelie's POV:

When he played with my hair, it sent a shiver of joy through my body.

When he kissed my neck, it sent an electric shock through me, wanting more and more.

When he told me he loved me, it made me want to say it back… but I ran.

Memories are the worst thing about someone dying. You realise that you are never going to be able to get back to this time with the person and relive the moment. You are never going to be able to tell that person that you love them again, or that you are sorry for what you did. You can't take it back. For the rest of your life you have to survive with this guilt for what you didn't do or this desire to go back to a specific moment where you wish that you didn't say something, do something that changed your lives forever.

I love Samuel Glass with all my heart, but all I have of him now is memories. I only have the memory of when he curled my hair around his finger as we sat in my lounge, eating sushi, an experience I had never had before. I only have the memory of his soft lips pressing themselves to mine in a way that made me crave him forever.

I only have the memory of loving him.

I no longer have him. My Father cruelly took him from this earth, from me, just to prove a point that he could control everything… that point lasted all of a few minutes. However, once I saw that Samuel was falling, that he was nearly dead, I lost all concern for anything other than him. I knew that the last memory I would have of him was that he died for me, that he died to ensure that Morganville was a safe place for his grandson and his friends… and for me. He preferred to die than to risk my safety in my own town!

I can only remember the times when he called me continually and I didn't answer. No longer can I do anything to inflict a different course of action on this, I can only wish that I did answer the phone to him or tell him that I loved him when he said it to me. I can remember when I saw his windswept hair from when he ran across town as a human just to come and meet me in my office because his car had broken down. I can only remember his life loving face, the face that filled me with such awe every time I saw it.

Memories. They are something that makes you realise that you had the greatest of times with someone extremely dear to you, but also something that makes you realise that you made so many mistakes. You made mistakes telling someone that you didn't love them, or when you denied that you did… you made mistakes pushing someone away that you should have kept close, or didn't listen to their ingenious ideas that could have kept them safe. Memories make you realise just how much you miss someone, how they have such an impact on your life.

Memories make you sad.

But if I didn't have them, what memory would I have of the love of my life?


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I'm hoping that you liked it!

It almost made me cry to write it

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Vicky xx