A Lover To Him

Chapter Forty-one, Gossip media

Caine Williams

I could still feel his eyes glaring at me as we all waited in the waiting room of the hospital, and while I tried to shake off his glare, I knew that once again trouble was searching for Mia and me. I knew how her parents thought of me, a playboy who broke their daughters' heart, and I understood the glances.

I think that was the worst part of it all, I understood their glances and judgement because if it were my daughter or son whose heart got broken, I would glance at the felon the same way. Nevertheless, I wished they knew that my intentions were true and that I would never break their daughters' heart again. I love her with all I have and all I can give, she's the light to my darkness, the rational thought to my impulsiveness. She makes sure I make good decisions instead of bad ones, she saves me from my own destructiveness.

It was weird how much someone could love another, how deep love could run. It was strange how someone could love everything about another, every single detail about them. The way the smile or laugh, the way they talk or the enthusiasm when one talks about something. The way they might be a little to agressieve or passive in an argument or the way they might have annoying quirks. There's a type of love where someone loves all those kinds of things of you without hesitation or resistance. A love that is so powerful that it will last for over a life-time, a love that connects two hearts so deeply that it creates a balance only soul mates can achieve.

While I didn't believe in soul mates - it was too rare to exist in real life - I did believe Mia was the only one I could ever love completely. She was the only one I've ever met that I loved without hesitation and resistance - at least, I loved her without resistance when I realized there was no way back - and I loved everything about her. Only a single thought of her could make me feel lighter and more optimistic about life because I wasn't too optimistic in life while she was.

We remained seated in silence, which was sometimes filled with the not hearable conversation between Mia's parents. I could feel her worry in the air, the worry a mother bears for her children whenever something bad happens. It makes me think of how my own mother - foster mom in reality, but for me, she was my real mother even if we weren't bound by blood - worries about me whenever I get in trouble. She has been worried me for many more years than I wanted her too, but even if I tell her everything is fine and that I don't work too much - it's what she's worrying about - she keeps worrying about me. It's a battle I can never win.

I get up to get myself something to drink, knowing I saw some vending machines in another hallway when I arrived at the hospital. I haven't eaten nor drank something ever since, I simply couldn't. The worried feelings inside my stomach were nauseating, and the smell of this hospital doesn't help either. I couldn't think about anything else aside from the question if Mia would be alright and when this would all be over so I could hold her in my own arms and kiss her plumb lips again until our breaths are wrecked and out of control. We'd fall asleep together, sleeping like we're on cloud nine, and when we'd wake up, I would get to see her bright grey eyes shine with adoration and laughter as I joked around while making breakfast for the both of us.

I find the vending machines around the corner of the waiting room and put some cash into the machine to buy a bottle of Coca Cola, hoping that some cafeïne might calm down the nausea and the worried feelings in my stomach. I get Dylan a bottle of vitamin water - Mia once told me that Dylan loves drinking vitamin water while she hates it - and walk back to the waiting room.

"Dylan, I got you something to drink. Mia mentioned you like vitamin water?" I say, handing her the bottle. She gives me a thankful smile and nods her head before taking a sip from her drink. I turn towards Mia's parents, taking a sip from my own bottle.