The same Hunter

Crystal Snow POV

I can't recall too many nice memories with Hunter, but I can recall his voice, his posture and his smile in front of the camera. I was the perfect wife for the papers, and now I'm just a bartender in a local restaurant close to my small apartment where I'm living now.

After this divorce, the clause on our contract marriage was to stay three years together before I can leave and have some money from his millions, but because I had the balls to leave early, I did not receive anything.

And to be honest, I don't care.

I did not care when I married, and the only thing I carried the most was Hunter.

I am trying to have a normal life, I'm earning some money, and besides that, I am back to school, medical school trying to have a nurse diploma so I can have a career after.

Do I still feel the pain? Yes.

Is still hurting because Hunter is everywhere in papers, tv and radio. And every time is with a different woman. The tabloids take his divorce like a nice juicy story where they trying to mud my name the most.

I avoid them all the time, and I ignore them as well.

It was hard the first weeks after all the people find about this but afterwards, people settle down, and the story is history now.

I just filled up my coffee cup from our coffee machine outside the hospital, where I was now a trainee on the night shift. I loved the Emergency room so much because of the action.

I did not realize that that shy girl stuck in a big house with no love or empathy from anyone is such a brave girl. I loved this type of job, and I promised myself I will finish school, I will save lives and I will ease the pain of people in need.

Maybe this was me, the real, and strong me. Not the one in the cage giving the heart to someone who doesn't deserve it.

I walked back to the entrance of the Emergency room with my coffee cup when I heard the ambulance coming furiously through the big glass slighting doors.

I left the coffee on one of the benches outside, and I was ready to get besides my mentor, Dr Ralph Wesley, the best Doctor from the ER room in NY.

I put my gloves on, and the guys from the ambulance give us an update while they take the patient out of the car. At that moment, I pick glance at the person on that gurney and feel the planet crushing on me.

Hunter was in a pool of blood and fighting for life now with an intubation tube down his neck. I felt sick for a few seconds, and my drowsiness just made me step back, shaking so bad that I can't concentrate."Crystal, what are you doing? Crystal!!" The firm voice of my doctor wakes me up instantly, and I take a few breaths in my lungs so I will not throw up there."I'm sorry Dr, I apologise." I reply firmly as well trying to remain calm, seeing Hunter in this bad shape.

"Crystal is that yours!?"

"My ex-husband, yes."

I replay fast and sure of myself.

My heart was beating so fast, and because of that, I barely can hear Hunter's heart beatings through my stethoscope."Shit, I can't hear anything." I shouted fast.

Ralph jumps in front of me and I'm feeling like I'm fading away.

Why do I still care? I should treat him like any other stranger as he treated me before. I should learn how to do my job, not worrying about my ex-husband now."What happened?" I hear Ralph asking the paramedics witch broth him here.

"A car crash, he had a female passenger as well she is badly injured. She is on the way to you with a second ambulance."

When I heard that, I knew that Hunter is Hunter.

Nothing changed after I left. Probably he was coming from a party like usual, where he will pick up a lady and go to one of his many apartments or houses through the city or better through the countries. He used to do this a lot. He will not be home with me for more than one hour. He was most of the time gone, and I did not hear anything from him for days. It was his pattern and habit. But I think now it was too far. His life was in danger now, and besides the paparazzi and media, nobody will be there for him.

His family consider him a black sheep because he can't settle in his house. They bought me from my father when I was twenty-one, and after two years they saw that neither I can't change into a man like Hunter.

I respected his family because they maybe did not love me too much, but they respected me, and they tried to help me to get close to Hunter.

But after I stepped back, they realized that Hunter will not change and they can't do too much about this so they take hands from him and swear will not speak with him again in this life.

But in the end, I am a very good person, I have a brave and big heart and lots of good feelings, so I did not hate Hunter because he did not love me. You can't force someone to love you. You show them love, and if they don't want it, you can leave knowing that you tried your best.

They brought Hunter inside where after lots of efforts from nurses and Dr Ralph, he was out of danger and now breathing by himself. I was looking at everything like was a movie in slow motion, and I tried my best to stay calm."You should go home, Crystal."

The voice of Dr Ralph standing in front of me woke me up. I was still in a small shock that Hunter was nearly there to lose the battle for his life."I will be ok Dr, please don't send me home. I need to be here. I have a lot to learn."

"Yes, it's true, but I want you healthy, not crazy."

"Please!?"

"Fine, but I don't want you near Hunter. I hope I am clear enough for you."

"I'm ok with it. Thank you, doctor."

Ralph glanced at me for one second and after he left, living me alone on the white corridor. It didn't take too much to know where and who was the female passenger from Hunter's car accident.

Rebecca Lowis was my best friend from high school, and now she was saved by doctors in another room. She was the female which Hunter had in his car. That was world-crushing for me as well. Knowing that supposed be my best friend jumped in Hunter's bed, probably before our marriage ended or after, just made me sick to my stomach and I just wanted to forget about these two persons.

My night shift started well and now is feeling like will be a nightmare, and I want to wake up from it because the pain is so high that I want to die and that is not fair for me.