If life were a fairytale (one more chance SEQUEL)

Chapter 12

As I waited on the kitchen table, I heard a male voice coming from the door.

"I'm sorry, I have to take a rain check Neal, my friend's having a bad day. I'll text you tonight?" Listening to this I stepped out of the chair and walked to the door just to find a dirty-blonde, good-looking guy outside my friend's apartment.

"Hi, you must be Neal. I'm afraid we haven't met officially. I'm Parker." I shook his hand.

"Sophie told me..." He said worried but I cut him off.

"Sophie's just being silly, I was just in my way out. Have fun." I said quickly with a fake smile, grabbing my bag and going out the door before Sophie could say anything against it. As I passed by Neal, he stepped inside.

"Parker..." Sophie called from behind me. I turned around. "You sure you're okay?"

"Yeah! I have to meet with Adam's mom anyway." I said clearing my throat.

"'kay. Say 'Hi' to Annabeth for me, would you?"

"Sure. Bye So." I said walking down the stairs, getting to my car, and driving to a nearby coffee place, where I was supposed to meet her.

As the guy behind the counter took my order, I heard someone behind me. "Parker." I was the gentlest voice I ever heard.

"Hi Annabeth! How you've been?" I said as I paid my coffee, and sat on an empty table.

"I'm... okay. I've started working again, so that takes things off of my mind for a bit, and the doctor says there's still hope, so I guess I'm holding on to that." She said with a slight smile.

"Do you think I should hold on to it?" I whispered.

"I know about Theo. They are both so nice and beautiful. But they live their lives. No one asked you to take care of him. That's why he has a mother. And I know everyone is telling you the same thing, so... Please Parker. You're not living. You stopped everything. You think that if you make the world around you stop, when and if he comes back, nothing would have changed. But the world won't stop to wait for what might never happen, sweetie. You have to understand that." She said wrapping my hand with her warm ones.

I didn't want to cry there, I had cried enough. "I'm sorry." My voice was about to break, but I swallowed that lump. "I love him. He's the one I talked to about everything. And I guess I was scared to think about the possibility of him not coming back. So yeah, I'm trying my best to keep him alive." I was afraid to look at her in the eyes.

"Do you ever speak to him about this?" She asked smiling.

I chuckled sarcastically. "What for? It's like talking to the wall. I know he's not listening."

"Well, I think he is. And awake or not, he always cared about you, more than you knew. And I liked the two of you together. Maybe eventually." She tried cheering me up.

"I don't know. Whatever he felt, whatever he's going through, it will change him, or what he used to feel for me. I didn't feel this before, well, maybe I did, but the accident made me realize it. Like they say: 'You don't appreciate what you have until you lose it'." I said, admitting for the first time that I loved Adam even more than I thought I did.

"You know, the night before, we had a talk. He told me he was going to take the courage to tell you. He said 'Mom, I think I don't only love her, but I'm in love with her. So I think I'm telling her tomorrow. And if I'm lucky, she will feel the same way.' And I was so glad to hear this. But it's never too late Parker. It's never too late to say what you wouldn't admit before." I raised my head, looking at her. Listening to what Adam had said made my heart twist a little.

"You're the best mom Annabeth." I said reaching out and hugging her. "I know exactly what to do." I got up. "I'm sorry, I have to get to the hospital." I told her and ran to my car. I drove to Meadow Hospital's parking lot.

As I opened the door, the smell of medical supplies reached my nose, and was quickly surrounded by the noise of desperate visitors, impatient doctors and stressed nurses. I searched for the same room I had been going to for 10 months now. He's still there, I told myself stepping into the room. I stepped out, hesitated, and stepped inside again. The same face I've known for almost 15 years. The first day of 1rst grade, I met the one guy I would tell everything to. I didn't know it back then, but now, I surely know, I love that guy.

I took a deep breath "Hi Adam..." I started. "I need to tell you something.