Fatality of My Heart

"I love you." Those were the words that she said to me, and I believed them and placed them in my heart.
But now that everything has happened, nothing really matters to me. Although I have been married twice before, none ever successful, I knew nothing would ever happen between me and Jasmyn.
Jasmyn and I had been married for just two days, and were packing for our vacation to Greece.
"You excited?" Jasmyn looked up at me with the most beautiful twinkling blue eyes, you've ever seen.
Jasmyn had the sweetest face, indented with two dimples. Her light and jubilant curls bounced up and down as she walked over to me, with the biggest smile on.
"Very," I exclaimed back to her. I was so happy to be with her, so happy that the vow to love and care for her always, would finally come true for me.
I have learned from my previous mistakes, and knew that I would not be that same guy who screwed up any longer. I knew that Jasmyn and I would last forever, that we were so in love, and that we were just now beginning out new journey together.
I packed everything else we needed, towels, soap, toothpaste, sunscreen, shampoo, etc.
Closing our suitcases, and settling them down next to the bedroom door, I looked back up at that beautiful face, which now lay before me. Her squinting eyes, and mysterious face, made me wonder what she really thought of me.
Did she think we were as happy as can be? Did she know how I actually felt about her? Did she know that I had fallen for her the first time I saw her. I just wondered if she knew, but that was all disrupted when she jumped on me from behind. I toppled over, luckily onto the soft surface of our bed, and rolled over.
I stared into her eyes, as she did mine, and we both quietly shared our thoughts on our new life together. Her icy blue eyes were so soft and full with feeling, so full of energy, and so full of everything that lay in her head.
When I didn't expect it, she kissed me. A soft and passionate kiss. One full of everything that meant to me, meant to her. Her lips so gentle and smooth, yet wanting more. This simple kiss assured me of all my doubts between us in the future.
I told her that I loved her and that I never wanted to be separated from her.
"Evan, you know I love you too."
I gave her a sly smile, when I realized that we had to be at the airport in no less than an hour.
"Oh god, we're going to be late," she remembered as soon as I had.
We both jumped up from our places ready to go and start a new life together.

At the airport, we had enough time to check in, go through security, which took most of the time, and even grab a bite to eat at Wendy's. By the time we had boarded the plane everything was going as planned. Jasmyn and I were both on the plane, next to one another, ready to have the time of our lives.
Jasmyn had planned everything out, prior getting packed. We would go sight seeing to the Parthenon, then take a flight to Crete, a beautiful island where we would spend time sightseeing, laying at the beach, scuba diving, eating delectable foods, and just being with each other. There were so many things she planned, I didn't even know if they had a 24 hour system.
We were strapped in our seats, Jasmyn right next to me, ready to go. The plane still hadn't taken off. Everyone was just waiting around, while Jasmyn reminded me of everything that was going on.
"Remember we're taking a flight to Athens to see the Parthenon. Then we're going walk around the city and look at all of the beautiful places. Then we should get a bite to eat, because I mean who doesn't want to taste all those gourmet foods there…"
It went on and on, but I didn't mind. I was ready for wherever she took me, wherever life took me. All I knew I just wanted to be with the love of my life.
Finally those annoying procedures began, signaling that we were about to take off. The screen blinked on in front of us, as the attendant explained what it did and what to do if in emergencies.
"Pfff…" I scoffed at her.
I wasn't the type who really believed that bad things could happen. Change maybe, but everything happened for a reason, and that you should be able to live with it.
Finally we began moving. Taking off to be exact. I peeked at Jasmyn as she looked out of the window.
"Goodbye New York, hello Greece."
We were both in such wonderful moods, and I didn’t think that we could possibly be any happier.
For the first hour and a half, Jasmyn and I talked. We talked about everything, from the most random things like hissing squirrels, to the adventures that lay before us.
After a while, we both grew tired, remembering how early we had gotten up to catch this flight.
Jasmyn lay her delicate head against my shoulder and fell asleep. Her soft whistle of a snore eventually put me to sleep. Once again we were together, happily dreaming about what lay ahead of us.
Sooner did I know, we were going to land in Athens. The attendants, realizing we were awake, offered us some lunch. I particularly wasn't hungry, on a count of airplane food is never that good. I just asked for some soda, while Jasmyn ordered a salad and fruit cup.
Being with Jasmyn made me frivolous inside, and I hoped it was the same for her. She was so addictive to talk to, and I couldn't help how I got when I was around her. I loved her, more than anyone can imagine.
The attendant came on one more time, telling us that we were reaching our destination, and that we would be landing shortly.
I could feel us going down and down, and moving closer and closer to the solid ground.
"Wow. Look how nice it is outside."
"Yeah, I guess," I said not really focusing on that. I was thinking about how this was the beginning of something new. How as soon as we touched the ground, Jasmyn and I would be officially together.
"Are you alright?" she asked me.
"I'm fine," when we both knew I wasn't.
She didn't prod at that question any longer, because Jasmyn felt it probably too.
Still staring outside the window, I looked at her. I memorized her face and locked it away in my head.
She turned and I caught her eye. I held her gaze for a single moment. But what happened next, came so fast. As soon as we broke the gaze, there was a sudden crash. I could feel my stomach dropping, and when I looked over to Jasmyn her head was bleeding. Outside we were so close to the ground, however after that I had no recollection of what happened next.

I blacked out, and what happened next would soon become the scariest moment of my life.
I woke up finding myself in a hospital. I couldn't recall what had happened, yet somehow was able to force myself and actually remembered. There was a crash.
A plane crash. Yet how was I okay? I tried to sit up in the hospital bed, and was surprised to see a cast over my left arm. I didn't feel any pain, yet I knew it would soon come.
As soon as the nurse came into my room, finding me awake, I asked her about Jasmyn. She was the only person on my mind. Not about anybody on the plane, not me, only Jasmyn.
"Can I see her?" I begged the nurse.
She looked at the clipboard in her hand, "Don't you want to know how you are before you see her?"
"I need to see her. I need to be with her now. I need to know if she's okay. Please take me to her." I was on a breaking point and just had to see that face of hers, telling me that she was okay.
"Well, you have to take all the test results first, to see if you can be released…"
I cut her off, "I don't care if I'm being released. I'm fine, just take me to her. I need to see her." I couldn't help myself anymore. I didn't know how she was or how she was doing. I was helpless. I just needed to see her.
The nurse sighed, seeing how in pain I was, from being away from my wife, and left the room, not only to return with my permission granted, but also with a wheelchair to roll me in.
I didn't care, just as long as I would be able to see her again.
I was rolled to a room 217. The nurse left me outside the door, and I made my way in.
There was a figure in the bed, lying down, peacefully, you could say. I got up and out of the wheelchair; I didn't need it any longer. I was fine, yet as I walked over to her bed, I saw a woman with bandages wrapped around her head. She had a cast on her right arm, and there were so many tubes coming from her leading to different machines.
I knew she could tell I was here, and I was able to see how hard it was for her to gather up enough potency to look at me. What once were blue twinkling eyes were dead icy cold eyes. They couldn't belong to this same person, but I couldn't let her know.
I smiled at her, trying to reassure her, as she once did me. I couldn't help it. I had to show her how to stay strong; I needed to, for her, for me, but I cracked. She looked terrible, with bruises all over, scars everywhere.
But how could it be. I didn't understand. If we were in a plane crash, how come I didn't look like that? Wasn't I supposed to be dead? Or at least injured a bit more? I didn't feel anything, except a slight dizziness was overcoming me.
Jasmyn smiled back at me. A weak one, yet nonetheless a smile.
"Evan, you know I love you," as tears began to roll down her face. I could hear myself sobbing, but I desperately needed her to know that nothing would separate us.
"Don't say that," my voice cracked with fear, "everything's going to be alright." I took her left hands in mine, and squeezed it. I was going to be there for her.
In front of me, was Jasmyn, or what seemed to be the same person I thought was her.
"Evan, I'm sorry it has to end like this. I thought that we would…"
"No," I cut off, "It's not ending. We're not ending. Not now, or ever. Jasmyn you’re my world. You're not leaving me."
"Evan. Look at me," she said. "I can't. I don't want to, but I'm going."
"No," I cried. The tears were pouring out of my eyes profusely, and I could no way stop them.
I leaned over to kiss her, but it wasn't the same. I couldn't let her go. I just wouldn't. Her lips were frail like they would break any second. As soon as I pressed my lips against hers, her breath stopped short, and her lips went flat. The warmth in her hands was slowly leaving.
Only two days. Two days of perfection, with the only wife I have ever loved this much and now she was gone. Everything came down on me.
Nothing mattered anymore.
As I placed her hand back on the bed, "I'll always love you," I sobbed once more.
"This isn't goodbye, Jasmyn. I'll meet you… wherever you are."