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thirty-six ➶ afterwards and utter words

A/N: please play this song while your reading this, thanks!

Chapter thirty-six: afterwards and utter words
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Adams POV:

The other night dear, as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken
So I hung my head and I cried

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away

I'll always love you and make you happy
If you will only say the same
But if you leave me and love another
You'll regret it all some day

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away

You told me once, dear, you really loved me
And no one else could come between
But now you've left me and love another
You have shattered all of my dreams

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away

In all my dreams, dear, you seem to leave me
When I awake my poor heart pains
So when you come back and make me happy
I'll forgive you dear, I'll take all the blame

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away....

The song played on loop and I felt as if it summed up every feeling that was rushing through me at that very moment; sadness, heart broken, hope.

Definition of a tornados of emotions am I right?

May was still in surgery, apparently something had happened on the Ferris wheel that triggered some sort of bone marrow, heart, pass out kinda thing? I wasn't really listening to the doctors because all my mind could concentrate on was May.

I hummed along to the tune, not intentionally more by boredom. The clock ticked above the waiting room door and as every second went by I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of the clock hands as they moved in a circle.

Time stops in the most unnecessary times and I sure as hell hope that the surgery would be over soon and she would come running it as if nothing happened.

I knew deep down that this would happen one day, that her stubbornness, selflessness and—well, the whole cancer thing would come to a halt and we would have to face reality.

Life isn't all sunshine and rainbows, and as much as we hated to admit it we have to face the rain and keep walking no matter what.

May is strong and I sure as hell hoped that she would pull through, she's got to. She has to. For her stupid parents, her supportive friends and selfishly I wanted her to come through for me.

I missed her, in the span of the day and a half she's been a empty hole that couldn't be filled—not even with the five pounds of chocolate I've been nibbling on this past hour.

I grew less patient as the hours creeped by and it was only until the doctor walked in and called for Mr. and Mrs. Springer did I stand up. I walked over and he gave me a side look before putting his clipboard at his side.