Chapter 8: A price to pay!

Liam chewed on the food hastily, he then took a glass of water and gulped its content down.

"Easy on the food." Blake chuckled and poured more water into his cup.

"I'm damn hungry! Don't blame me, I haven't eaten in a month!" he pouted his lips and continued eating. Blake smiled but didn't say anything. He was glad that his mother packed more than enough, otherwise, he was scared the food might not be enough.

Liam soon finished all of the food. He licked his lips as he prepared to savour the mouth watering cake.

"Time for desert." He muttered, delving into the huge strawberry cake. His lips were stained with icing, but he abruptly licked it from his lips. Blake watched as his friend devoured the cake with amusement dancing in his eyes. He felt overjoyed seeing that he was back to his previous self.

Moments later, the door opened and Emily and Helen walked into the room. They seemed to be discussing about something that they didn't notice the two boys on the bed. Helen's mood seemed to have improved a lot. Helen was the first to look in the direction of the bed and her smile froze.

Her eyes widened with shock, so much that her eyes almost fell out. How...how? The words of the doctor began to play in her head.

"Your son suffered from major brain stem injury. It's a surprise that he's still alive, not to mention his broken spinal cord and femur bone. Your son will never be able to wake up and even if he does, he would be paralyzed for life. It's best to disconnect his life support, keeping him alive is like torture." Those were the words of the doctor after Liam's surgery on the day of the accident.

Just a few days ago, the doctor announced, "Your son's brain activities are slowing down. Most of his brain cells are dying. It won't be long now before he becomes brain dead. I'm sorry but his case is hopeless, the best thing to do now is to free him from his misery."

Helen and Adrien couldn't bear to see their son suffer so they decided to let him go even though it was the hardest decision to make but now seeing him alive and healthy, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Emily glanced at the bed and didn't seem surprised. After her second CT scan, she found out that she really didn't have a brain tumor anymore. It just disappeared! Now she knew why he asked her to pack Liam a lot of food! Her son was a master of surprises!

Liam was too busy eating his cake that he didn't notice the two people that joined them in the room.

"Liam..." Helen croaked, rivulets of tears were trickling down her eyes. Only when he heard that sweet voice he had been used to hearing since he was a baby did he lift his head up.

"Mom!" He jumped from the bed and ran to hug her with excitement coursing through his veins.

Helen hugged him and lifted him up, she then quickly put him down for fear that she might break his bone. She squatted to his height and began to ask wearily while checking his body for any injuries, "Are you okay? You made mummy worry."

Liam smiled and pouted his lips. "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry. It would take more than a car to kill me," he boasted.

"How...how..." Her eyes darted to the small figure on the bed and that was when she realized something. She rushed to the boy that was still seated on the bed.

She dropped to her knees and bowed several times. She slowly raised her head with tears glistening in her eyes. She opened her mouth and croaked, " Thank you very much for saving my son. You're an angel! I'm sorry for how I treated you."

The conner of Blake's lips twitched a little and a grimace of hate easily manifested on them. However, he said nothing, he simply rose from the bed and strolled casually away from her.

"Blake!" She called out loudly, her teary eyes were filled with sincerity. She muttered, "I'm sorry!"

"You were right about me. I'm not an angel, I'm the devil, an evil child just like you said weeks ago. It would be best if you'd stop apologizing to me, I have an unforgiving heart!" That was all he could say before he strolled out of the room without looking back. Once he was outside the room, he turned back and muttered a 'bye' to Liam. He then gazed at his mom, paused a little and then he questioned slowly, "Coming mom?"

She nodded and quickly followed her son out. Liam pursed his lips and glared at his mother's smitten form. He crossed his arms and asked the obvious, "Mom, what did you do?"

He knew his mom didn't like Blake so his only guess was that she must have said some noxious words to him while he was in coma.

"I-I didn't let him visit you while in coma and I said some awful words to him. I just wasn't in my right senses, I couldn't blame myself so it was just easy to push the blame to him. I'm sorry." She mumbled an apology, feeling guilt-ridden and torn when she thought of the horrible things she did to that poor boy.

Liam became enraged upon hearing this. He scolded in an unfriendly tone, "Mom, how could you?!"

She bowed her head in shame and pleaded, "I'm sorry. I'm ready to make amends, just beg him for me."

"Fine. I'll talk to him." He walked to his bed and resumed eating his cake without any further ado.

Helen stared at the boy curiously and couldn't help but ask, "Who is Blake?"

Liam paused and didn't say anything. He continued eating and acted like she hadn't said anything. This made Helen's curiosity grow. She knew he was not an ordinary boy.

"You know something, don't you? You never used to hide secrets from mummy," She probed in a charming voice.

Liam soon finished eating the cake. He drank a cup full of juice and a loud burp escaped from his lips whilst rubbing his protruding stomach.

"Liam, tell mummy," she probed further with expectant eyes. She rubbed his back as if urging him to tell her.

Liam was silent for few seconds before he revealed with a bored countenance, "Mom, I can't tell you anything. Look, the only thing I can tell you is that... Blake is not someone you should mess with. He's dangerous and you're only alive right now because of the love he has for me!"

Helen gulped loudly and her entire organs quivered in anguish. She was about to probe further when Liam told, "Call dad, tell him I'm alright. And find a way to get me out of this hospital, I'm all better now, it would be a waste if I stayed here any longer. And lastly, can you please stop with the questions? I feel dizzy and I wanna sleep."

He laid on the bed and closed his eyes. Helen pursed her lips and snorted, "But you've been sleeping for a month! It's alright if you don't wanna answer my question, then don't answer!"

He soon heard the slamming of the door and he exhaled deeply in relief. Thought she'd never leave!

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Striding down the hallway in silence, Emily suddenly searched her bag for something and she discovered her purse wasn't in her bag.

She turned to Blake and told him, "Blake go wait for me in the car. I forgot my purse at the doctor's office, I'll go get it!"

"Okay." He entered into the elevator and them a woman carrying a baby joined him in it. He was reminded of the time when his mother used to work as a Labor and delivery nurse in this hospital.

She loved watching new borns come into the world but felt sad knowing that once they came into the world, they would be corrupted by this evil world. She always had a good relationship with the babies than with their parents. She loved her job so much. Well, not until a year ago, she suddenly quit. That was probably after she was diagnosed of Brain tumor.

"Kid, what floor are you going to?" The woman holding a baby knotted her eyebrows as she asked.

"The maternity ward," he replied in a soft whisper. The woman nodded and tapped a button on the elevator and the elevator soon began to descend.

"So, what is a kid like you doing here on your own?"

This woman just couldn't keep her mouth shut. Blake thought. And he hated it when people called him a kid!

"I'm not a kid!" He gritted.

The woman let out a small laugh and questioned in a tone full of amusement, "Really? What are then? How old are you?"

He pursed his lips and didn't answer. It was of no use arguing. He could only wait for the elevator to arrive. The elevator door immediately slide open and he strode out of the elevator without looking back.

The woman stared at the boy's back, her face was knitted into a frown. "Children of nowadays wanna be called adults," she gushed, mumbling under her breath.

Blake strode down the large hallway that was encompassed with so many doors. Loud cries of babies was prom​i​nent in the air as they echoed within the walls of the hallway.

He suddenly stopped at this particular door. He didn't know why he stopped but he also couldn't help but feel goosebumps crawling on his skin.

Whatever was in that room seemed to beckoning onto him and it just wasn't a call he could resist. He suddenly reached for the door and opened it slowly. Once he was inside, he shut the door behind him.

His eyes darted to the woman who was crying profusely while she cuddled her baby in her arms. He gazed at the beautiful baby girl that was in her arms and just the sight of her made his heart drum so hard that he feared that it might actually escape his ribcage.

The woman seemed to have noticed another presence gazed at the boy with irritation in her eyes. She was about to scold the boy for barging into her room without knocking when he suddenly asked in a hush but smitten voice, "Can I-I hold her?"

The woman peered into the boy's eyes and all she could see was an innocent looking boy. Only he wasn't innocent, his looks were deceiving.

She hesitated for a few seconds before placing the baby on his open arms. His eyes softened a little by how dainty and beautiful she looked. A feeling of warmth and satisfaction surged through his nerves and he couldn't help but let out a grin.

The baby giggled as she stared at his face with curiosity. Her silvery eyes widened and glowed like the moon. Red flashed in his eyes as their eyes connected. He felt a strong connection binding them both. Like she was his better half. His soulmate.

"She seems to like you alot."

"What's her name?" He inquired, his gaze still lingered on her face.

"Ariana." She replied and he nodded slowly.

"You were crying just now, why?"

"You are too young to understand." She answered with a bitter smile.

"I understand a lot of things that are above my age. My mother was a nurse and I had interest in medicine before, so I know quite a lot about medicine, so tell me are you sick?" He didn't really care about the woman. He only cared about the baby he was holding in his arms. If indeed she was sick and her disease was terminal, he was definitely gonna do something about it but with a price!

Her daughter!