If life were a fairytale (one more chance SEQUEL)

Chapter 21

All I could hear was murmuring, and my feet pacing back and forth the police station.

I was outside the visit room, where Adam was now talking to Angel alone. Child Services would bring Theo as they had to take him away from his idiotic mother. I was biting my nails, what could she possibly say to make things right? Nothing. How could he react to the situation? I had no clue. It felt like shit being this useless.

I opened my eyes and looked down, there was 14 months old Theo, hugging my legs and smiling. He was so beautiful, so naïve so innocent. I picked him up and lifted my gaze to a woman about 30, smiling big, her hazel eyes almost glowing, and her blonde hair falling behind her shoulders gracefully. Child Services.

"Hello, I'm guessing you came with Adam Smith? Theo's dad?" She spoke cheerfully, like he got lost at the mall and she had found him. I nodded. "You're Adam's..."

"Girlfriend. Friend. I..."

"Oh, don't worry, I get it. Too complicated right?" She joked.

You have no idea. I said between teeth.

"What was that?"

"Nothing. It is, complicated." I said, changing Theo's position in my arms.

Just as she was about to add something else to the exhilarating small talk, Adam came out of the room. The three of us turned our heads so fast I was afraid they would snap.

"How was it?" I asked, but he wouldn't meet my eyes. He just took Theo into his arms and breathed some sort of sentence. Something was wrong. I felt anger growing inside my body, heat racing towards my chest. "Wait here." Was all I said before slamming the door open as I entered the room. My best-friend's ex was standing in the middle, cuffs around her wrists, hair pulled back in a ponytail. She was wearing a grey shirt, grey pants and, was that a grin? I tried to fight the urge, but I couldn't help myself. I practically ran towards her and slapped her face as hard as I could. The sound echoed, filling the silence. The guard standing at the corner of the room moved a bit, but didn't pull me away. He knew she had it coming. "Bitch." Was that all I could manage to say?

She looked back at me, that stupid grin still plastered on her face. "Nice to see you too." She sat down at one of the two chairs, hands on the table. I breathed and sat across from her. "What are you here for?"

"I'm not Adam, okay? I don't have any rusted feelings for you. I just hate you. You are the most selfish person I know, and that's saying something considering I've met my mother. He cannot wrap his head around the thought of you doing what you did. But I can. People like you just don't care if the world comes tumbling down as long as they do what it takes. I know what you're going to say: that you had no other choice. That you were desperate. That your world tumbled down, and you did it to take care of Theo. But what you did was not caring for him. It was for you. Because I know that if you really cared about him you would've asked for help, from anybody, but instead you turned your back to your own son. There were other choices, but you decided to ignore them, and take the easier one. You preferred to keep the shame of asking for help and save your pride. Well guess what, your precious pride is shit now. So when you get out of the 8 months you have here, I won't have to tell you to back-off, you will do it all by yourself, because you know that's what's best for Adam and Theo."

"Well, aren't you a treat." She shifted on her seat. "Look sweetheart, I'm not afraid of you. So when I get out of this hell-hole, I will come crawling back to your precious life, not to fight for my baby, I agree with you that he's better off with Adam now, but I'm gonna do it just because you bug me, and it will be fun for me making you suffer a bit."

I laughed. Crazy to think that several months ago we were sitting across from each other like now, but instead of mocking me, she was comforting me, with an incredibly small human being in her arms. "You're not doing that." I said matter-of-factly.

"And why is that?" She leaned on the table challengingly.

"Because you don't want Owen to find out." I smiled. She was taken back by what I said. I did it. I had control over that girl that ruined everything. "I don't know why or how I know it, but I do. I know Owen doesn't know about any of this crap you're in, but thinks you're probably on a trip somewhere. I know that you knew you'd get caught, and as you love Owen, the guy who stood by you, a poor single mom at her 20's, you told him you'd be away for quite some time, and you didn't know when you were coming back. Now, you will probably want to tell him, but it would be a shame for him to find out sooner than expected." I didn't know what I was saying. The words just blurt out of my mouth, as this other part of me, the angry and resentful one, took control of my body. The guard didn't even move. This is wrong. I thought.

"So desperate times do call for desperate measures. And I thought I was the bitch." She smirked. My control was gone.

"Who said I was desperate. Maybe I'm thrilled to see if you really have a heart."

"By breaking it?"

"No. I'm not you. By poking and pressing a bit usually does the trick."

"It's hilarious. You come here accusing me of being heart-less, but you have the same amount of manipulative and twisted in your body than me. But the difference is, I admit it, and can live with it. Can you?"

"Yes I can. An you know what I realized? It's true what they say. Guys throw punches, those hurt like a bitch, but soon wear off. Girls, on the other side: turn you inside out and uncover all your most deep and dark secrets. We make sure the process is slow and painful, until, when you realize, you've burnt your whole inside by yourself, they just lit the match and handed it to you." While I was saying this, I never turned my gaze off of her. I don't know what had possessed me and was saying this, but I was doing nothing to stop it. "In this case, the question is, who will be burnt first." I got up, ready to leave, and just as I touched the doorknob, I heard her.

"No Parker. The real question is, who will burn the longest?" I could practically hear her smile.

"Bye Angel. Enjoy jail."

"Right back at ya."

I got out of there.

AN: Additional chapter thanking you for waiting so long.  So... girl fight!