Amethyst Remembrance
By Blackjack

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Rating: -
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Dedicated to Latonya Wright and the Eldershipping Brigade

I held a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep.
The day was warm, and winds were prosy;
I said: "'I will keep."

I woke and chid my honest fingers,--
The gem was gone;
And now an amethyst remembrance
Is all I own.
--Emily Dickinson

I try not to think about what happened that night.

People have tried to talk to me, saying "They're in a better place now", and "They can finally be together." Bullshit.

Just say it. They're both dead. They were murdered. And I couldn't do a thing to stop it.

***

The day started fine, just like any other. About halfway through the day, the Professor turned to me and said "Oh, Tracey, I forgot to tell you. Delia invited us to dinner tonight."

God, if only we hadn't gone...no, that's not it. Then she still would have...

Dammit, my hands are shaking so badly...

We were having a good time. After dinner, we talked for a long time in the living room. It was...nice.

Then the car drove up.

***

Delia looked out the window at who it could be--no one in Pallet owns a car. I'll never forget what she said.

Oh God, no...not him...

She was pale and her eyes were wide with panic, like she knew what was about to happen...no, no one could have predicted that but the evil mind that planned it...

"Hide upstairs!" she commanded, her voice faltering. "He won't find you. He just wants me..."

Oak took her hand. "Delia, I'm not leaving you. If he's going to hurt you."