When Dreams Become Reality

Part 12

I arrive in Atlanta. I search for a cab to the hospital and that was when I spot Joe. I start crying as I see him. He then embraces me and lets me cry into his shoulder.

"It's ok Sam."

"How is he?"

"He has a small brain bleed but they said it would hopefully resolved itself. He has two rib fractures but other than that he is fine."

"Is he awake?"

"He was when I left. I didn't tell him you were coming but I know he wishes you were here. He was so miserable all weekend. I knew I shouldn't let him drive he was way to distracted."

"I'm just glad it isn't worse. Please I need to see him."

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We pull up to the hospital. There are tons of paparazzi outside. Joe escorts me through the huge crowd. They are asking a hundred questions. is just keep walking. I just really need to see Patrick.

We make it up to his room. I stop outside his room.

"I can't....I can't do it. I can't see him like this."

"Yes you can. He needs you. Just put your troubles aside and be there for him." Joe says trying to comfort me.

I finally get the courage to go inside. When I walk into his room I see him sleeping. He looked horrible. And it wasn't just because he was in an accident. It was because of us not being together. I could see how much he needs me and how much he loves me that he gets so hurt physically and emotionally. I sit down next to him and take his hand. Tears run down my face. I feel so bad that I didn't talk to him in the first place. I just believe what the media says about ninety nine percent of the time they are wrong.

"I'm sorry I didn't trust you. I feel really stupid now that I believed the media instead of talking to you. Now that I realize that you are laying in a hospital bed because of a racing accident. Please know that I will always love you."

"I love you too." A hush voice says.

"Patrick you're awake."

"Sam I'm so sorry I should have told you right away. I shouldn't of have you find out through the media. I feel really bad...."

"Wait so it's true."

"Yes we kissed. We went out for lunch on our break from filming and the next thing I know we are kissing. I'm sorry. I feel horrible. I love you and I hope we can move on from this."

"Patrick I don't know if I can trust you right now, but I will be here for you. I don't know if we can move forward and forget about this because I don't know if I can love a cheater."

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Two weeks have passed since Patrick's accident. I stay with him while he was in the hospital, but once we got back to LA I needed time. Patrick called me today but I didn't answer. He asked me for an answer and if we are in fact over we need to sell the land.

I decide to go for a run. I listen to music on my iPhone when the song Grace by Kate Havnevik comes on.

'I'm on my knees

only memories

are left for me to hold

Don't know how

but Ill get by

Slowly pull myself together

Theres no escape

So keep me safe

This feels so unreal

Nothing comes easily

Fill this empty space

Nothing is like it seems

Turn my grief to grace

I feel the cold

Loneliness unfold

Like from another world

Come what may

I wont fade away

But I know I might change

Nothing comes easily

Fill this empty space

Nothing is like it was

Turn my grief to grace

Nothing comes easily

Where do I begin?

Nothing can bring me peace

Ive lost everything

I just want to feel your embrace.'

I start to cry. This was our song. I then sat down on the beach and called Patrick.

"Patrick can you come here?" I say trying to hold the tears back, but fail to.

"I'm on my way don't move."

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"Sam?" A worried voice says behind me.

I turn and look behind me and that is when I see him. I immediately get up and run into his arms.

"I'm sorry. Please please please forgive me. These almost three weeks have been the...."

I interrupt him with my lips crashing onto his. The kiss is full of love and passion.

"I forgive you. I love you so so much but if this happens again you need to tell me. We keep no secrets from each other. I'm not saying that I want you to cheat again I just want you to tell me stuff because if we are going to do this we have to be able to communicate, trust, and be honest with each other or there will be no more us."

"I promise I will not keep secrets from you ever again. I love you."

"I love you too baby."