Fiona Point of View—
I looked at him. He was sitting up in the hospital bed. He had been crying, and it almost made her cry.
"How are you?" I asked, breaking the silence.
"I'm, uhm", he looked at his wrist, and put it under the blanket. "I'm alive." He said, trying to make a joke, then realizing that what he said might have been said a little to soon.
He looked down, then back at me.
"Fiona, listen…" He said
"Truth or Dare?" I asked. I had a plan, and I was hoping it would work out.
"P-P-Pardon?" He stuttered.
"Truth or Dare?" I asked again.
"Uhm. Truth." He said, confused by what I was trying to do.
"What's your biggest secret?" I asked. "Something you haven't told me?" I said, trying to narrow down the results.
He looked at me with a blank stare. He didn't know what to say. Then he smiled.
"I. I'm not Adam." He said.
"How can you not be Adam?" She said, playing along.
"Listen. Your most likely going to hate me after I tell you this, so before I do, let me tell you something. Fiona. I love you. I've loved you ever since I first saw you walk into the gym at the food drive." He started. He looked at me to see if my face had changed, which it hadn't.
"I'm not physically a boy, Fiona. I was born Gracie. But growing up I knew something was different. I'd get my hair cut short, to match my brothers, and we'd do guy stuff. I'd never wear dresses, and I'd never put on make up. When we'd go out, people would say, sir and boy, and I wouldn't correct them. It felt right. My mom was always… she always reacted differently. She'd always want me to be "her little Gracie", but I wasn't. I was Adam. I had always been Adam." He finished with a slight smile.
"Why didn't you tell me before? And I don't hate you Adam. But, in the future, I would much rather like to hear things from you, instead of from Holly J."
"Wait. She told you? When?" He said quickly.
"Earlier tonight, she told me what she said, about how she told you to break up with me."
"I'm guessing she didn't tell you what else she said?" He said with a slight laugh.
"What else did she say? Adam, tell me, what else did she say?" I said
"She said you and I didn't fit together. We we're too different. I was a 10th graded freak, and you were a 12th graded little miss perfect. And I believed her. But Fiona, I cannot, and I will not lose you. For all the ways I have failed you, I swear I will make up for them. I'm not going to apologize for what you have awakened inside of me. You are my miracle, Fiona. For the first time, in a very long time, I felt something that I thought was lost inside me. I love you."
"God Damn you Adam. I love you." I said, as I walked up to him and immediately kissed him.
It was filled with passion. He squeezed me, letting me know that he wasn't letting go any time soon, and neither was I. He whispered he would never hurt me again before pulling in for another kiss. This is all I want. Him. He is the one who makes me laugh, smile, and I felt like I could be and do whatever I wanted when I'm with him.
I love him. This is the man for me, no matter his imperfections. He is perfect in my eyes. I could never ask for anything more. He was my prince charming. And he loved me back.
He is my light.