Fake Love

Part 52

Briar POV

Franci brings me a cup of hot chocolate after I found out the news. I went to see him, my dad. He looked so peaceful, aside from all the tubes connecting him to the machines. The doctors say that I'll have to sign papers allowing them to turn off the machine keeping him alive. I don't know if I should do it.

"Thank you." I say, taking the cup.

"You're welcome sweetheart." Franci replies.

"There's so much to do." I say. "I need to contact everyone and let them know whats going on, for starters."

"I can do that for you." She says.

"You don't have to do that." I tell her. "You've got Myles to focus on."

"Its not a problem." She says. "About Myles, have you seen him since it happened."

I shake my head. "We had a fight before he got in his car and this happened. We broke up. This is all my fault. If I hadn't broke up with him then he wouldn't have gotten in that car and none of this would have ever happened. Myles wouldn't be in a coma and my dad wouldn't be dead."

I am in hysterics now. This is the worst day ever.

"Briar love," She says. "This isn't your fault, it was all just a horrible accident. You can't blame yourself for this."

"What happened to the person in the other car?" I ask, suddenly realising there was another person in the accident.

She shakes her head. "He didn't make it. He was an older man, in his late sixties. He died at the scene."

"Oh." Is all I can get out.

He's gone, Dad's gone and Myles is barely hanging on. I don't know what I'll do if Myles doesn't make it.

"Can I see him?" I ask. "Myles, I mean."

"Of course." She tells me.

I walk into his hospital room and I just stand there staring for a little while. Then I step forwards and touch his hand.

"Oh Myles." I sigh. "I don't know if you can hear me but ... I just wanted to tell you that I will never stop loving you. I now we broke up and honestly you broke my heart when you kissed her but after everything I still love you. I always have and no matter how hard I try I could never stop. You're my true love."

I feel him squeeze my hand slightly. Does this mean he's going to wake up? Or did I just imagine it? Maybe if I keep talking he'll do it again.

"Before we got together, long before that day in the cafeteria, I used to imagine what it would be like to be with you; and it was all I ever imagined and more." I say. "I wish it hadn't turned out like this."

I pause for a minute or two, remembering all of our times together.

"I regret breaking up with you today. Partly because I feel like if I hadn't done it then none of this would've happened, but mostly because I love you and I want to be with you. The doctors say that its up to you now. They've done their part now you have to do yours. Its a choice, between life and death. Myles, I don't want you to go, but after everything that went down this afternoon I don't blame you if you leave; we hurt each other a lot. So I understand, because I love you." I cry.

"I love you too." Myles says.

I look down at him, a smile lighting up my face. He's awake.