9 months later.

Tatum's POV:

It has been a whole year since me and Sam has been together. We've been through a lot, goods things and bad,but we're still holding it up. My dancing career has taken a blast forward too. I just got a phone call that I have a 6-month gig around the world. I'll be dancing with different groups, and I'll be traveling to Italy first. Me and three other girls were called to join the dance Academy. I'll be learning more and teaching other kids. I'll meet a lot of famous dancers too. I'm really excited, but the worst thing is that I haven't told my parents anything about it yet. I just don't know how they will take it. They think that I applied for universities, well I did, but my dream is to dance.

I'm so glad that I'm finished with High school. Bye bye high school, hello good life. I'm preparing on telling my parents and Sam tonight.
So we're having a special dinner tonight where I will make the announcement of my departure.
I'm shopping for the groceries now. Dad bought me a car too. It's a black Audi R8 and I love my baby so much. I finally got my drivers license. I aced that drivers test. Everything seems to be going really well honestly.

Time is passing me by fast.

I load all the groceries into my car.
I get into my car and drive home.

"Hey mom, hi dad." I greet them.

"You're so early." I say and my dad helps me with the groceries.

"We took off of work early today. You said you have some important news to tell us." Mom says.

"Yeah, well I'll tell you later on, when Sam, Toby and Brandon is here." I  say.

"Oh my God honey, why did you do it you're so young. You're not ready for this." Mom says as if she's implying something and I just stand there confused.

"I'm gonna kill that bastard." I hear my dad say and see him coming downstairs with his rifle in his hand, looking angry as hell. Wait. When did he even leave the room.

"Sweety I told you that Sam wasn't right for you and that he'll only take advantage of you. Now look how he has left you." Mom says and steps closer then puts her hand on my stomach. Oh now I know. How could they think so?

"Wait what!? You guys think that I'm pregnant?! Mom, dad calm down. Have you gone crazy? Sam would never...I would never be so irresponsible." I declare.

"You're not pregnant?" My dad asks.

"No, I'm not!" I shout getting more furious by the minute thinking of what my parents just accused us of.

"Then what did you want to tell us?" Mom asks.

"You'll find that out later and wow. You guys really think low of Samuel. It's so messed up, he has done nothing,but listen and respect you..." I defend Sam.

"...And this is the respect that you have for him in return?" I say in disgust.

"I'm really disappointed, I never thought that my parents would be one of those that would judge a book by its cover." I continue. They remain silent.

"Just because he has tattoos and piercing and likes rock music, doesn't mean that his a bad guy! You know what...forget dinner, it's canceled. I'm really not in the mood for it anymore."

"I know you guys are just trying to protect me, but it's been a year already. Can't you see that Sam has good intentions?" I ask and play with my promise ring. How could they not trust him,not trust me?

"And you know what, at first I was going to ask for your permission if I could go, but I've made my decision already. What I wanted to tell you is that the dance Academy accepted me for a 6 month tour around the world."

My mom and dad gasp at the same time.

"But sweety you have to take over the family business."

"Dad, I'm not interested in architecture and you know that I love music and dancing."I point out the obvious.

"Honey, you can just take over the business, with no struggles to succeed." Dad says attempting to change my mind, which is not working at all.

"Dad, I wanna be my own person. I don't want to inherited anything. I wanna do this on my own. I wanna struggle to succeed, so that in the end, I can say that I did it myself. To truly succeed means that, you put effort into your work and make it through the obstacles yourself and that way you learn." I say.

"But you don't have a choice it's your responsibility to take over the business." Dad argues.

"Wow, so Toby can go and live his dream, but I don't have a choice? So basically sons can do whatever they want to, but girls have to make a sacrifices? "I state.

"It's not like that honey." Mom says.

"No, it is. I'm going with or without your consent." I say firmly and run upstairs to pack my bags.

"Where are you going sweety?" Mom asks.

"To the dance Academy's private Airport. It's gonna take awhile to get to Los Angeles so, I might as well drive now already. I'll go crazy if I stay one more second in this house!" I shout and run out with my bags.

"Honey wait. Please listen,your dreams will be crushed, please just tell us what Universities you want to go to and we can sort it out. Who's going to take over the business?" My dad asks.

"Why don't you give that opportunity to someone who deserves it and who actually wants it. Don't you think it would be unfair if the bosses daughter came and just took over, while many other people worked so hard for it?" I ask.

"Sweety, it would be best if you stayed." Mom pleads.

"You're not even trying to understand. What about what I want? Does that mean nothing to you?" I pick up my bags and run out of the house. My dad tries to stop me but I'm already driving away. I make my way to Sam's house, because I know that he'll understand me better and support me.

I arrive in front of Sam's house and I take a few minutes to prepare what I'm going to say to him. I get out and lock my car.

I walk up to his front door and I see that it's slightly open. I ring the doorbell but no one answers.
I decide to go inside. I walk in and the house is empty and really quiet.

"Sam?" I yell out, but get no answer. I hear someone lock the front door so I turn around and see Sam running towards me. He picks me up in one swift move and runs upstairs.

"Sam, what are you doing? Put me down." I giggle.

He just laughs.

"Sam I need to tell you something."

He lays me down on his bed and starts kissing me all over my face.

"That can wait." He says, and kisses my neck.

I feel something tickling my cheek and I take it off of my face to see that it's a rose pedal. I lift my head up a little and see that the whole bed is filled with rose pedals and gracefully resting on the floor. Sam looks at me while hovering over me.

"I wanna do this right, but only if you're ready." He says and kisses the palm of my hands.

"You're so special to me Tatum. I love you so much. I never felt like this with any other girl before." He says.

"I wanna feel you. I want to touch every part of your body, let me make love to you Tatum, but only if you're ready." He says awaiting for my answer.

I kiss him passionately and by that he knows my answer.

He gets up and dims the lights then lights lavender candles. The scent is calming. I hear soft music playing.

.........................................................

I wake up in Sam's arms and watch him sleep. I play with his hair, then he lightly wakes up and looks at me.

"Hey, beautiful." He says and smiles. I kiss him softy on his lips.

"Good morning."

I sit up and take my clothes then go to his bathroom.

"Can I join you?" Sam asks with a mischievous smirk.

"It's your house."

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After we "showered" I made pancakes and we ate breakfast.
It's 15:30 now and I'm comfortably laying in Sam's arms in his bed. I'm preparing to tell Sam, I just don't know how he will react. Maybe he'll be happy for me. He should be right?

"Sam I need to tell you something."I say and pull away to look at him.

"What is it?" He asks, confused to my sudden earnestness.

"Well... I got accepted for the dance Academy and we're going on tour for six months. I'm leaving later on today." I blurt out. Sam's face suddenly loses colour a bit.

"What, you're going?"

"Of course I am, it's a great opportunity. It's what I've always dreamed of." I tell him.

"But what about your life here, your family, your friends, what about me?" He asks.

"I don't know, it'll only be six months, you can come with me." I suggest.

"I can't just leave everything behind Tatum and neither can you. Why would you want to leave when you have everything that you need here? "

" I thought that you would at least support me." I say. He is reacting the same way that my parents did.

"Tatum, you can't leave, please don't leave."

"Sam, but this is what I've always worked for."

"What do you really want Tatum? What more could you want? You have everything. Choose, Me and your family, or dancing." He says and I'm shocked by his ultimatum.

"You're really being selfish right now Sam!" I start tearing up. I can't believe he is actually making me choose.

"I'm the one being selfish? Tatum you're acting like a spoilt brat right now! I can't believe I ever fell in love with someone like you!" He says and I'm shocked by his words.

"I can't believe that you just said that! Are you regretting it...us." I feel a single tear rolling down my cheek and I quickly wipe it away.

"Yeah...I am regretting it Tatum. I wished that I would have known that you would leave me someday." He says and my heart shatters at his words. He looks at me in a way he never looked at me before. His eyes are cold.

I take my ring off and place it on the bedside table. I walk to the door, before I leave I turn around to say my last words.

"You know...you were one of the best things that ever happened to me, but I see you don't feel the same." I say then walk out. My heart has never ached like this before. I need to get out I feel like I'm suffocating.

I thought that he would understand.

I make my way to the airport, but I sit for a while thinking. Why does no one support me in this,not even Sam? Maybe I'm making a mistake. They are right, what am I actually looking for? I never thought about why I wanted to do this. I should be able to make this one sacrifice for them right? After all they have done for me, this is the least I can do. Am I insane? I can't leave my family behind. My parents worked so hard for me and Sam really loves me and I love him. Is all of this dancing worth leaving everything behind? I don't think so. No it's not!

I phone the dance company to tell them that I've canceled and I make my way back to Florida,back home where I belong. Maybe it's a sign that I shouldn't go. God, what was I thinking?! My stubbornness is really one of my most powerful downfalls.

As I'm driving the rain is starting to get heavier. I still can't believe it's pouring, it almost never rains here. All of a sudden, I see a huge truck in front of me. I hoot at him, because he's driving in the wrong Lane, but he doesn't move and he's coming in fast. I swerve to the right, but I loose control and I hear a loud crash...

Toby's POV:

"Mom, she would've called to tell us that she's on the plane already, but nothing." I say pointing at my phone.

"Don't worry, she was mad at me and your father when she left.  She's probably still mad. I know Tatum, she is stubborn." Mom says.

"No honey, he's right. I have a bad feeling." Dad says, with a worried expression on his face.

"I keep calling but she doesn't pick up." Dad says.

*ring ring* *ring ring*
I hear my phone and I immediately pick it up not looking at the caller.

"Hello, is this Toby?" An unfamiliar voice asks over the phone.

"Yes, who is this?"

"I'm Kaitlyn, I'm part of the dance group that Tatum had to come to. I have some bad news." Kaitlyn says.

"What's wrong, where's Tatum?"I ask and put my phone on speaker.

"I'm sorry, but she's been in a terrible accident." My parents turn pale. I can't believe what I'm hearing.

"Where?" I ask trying to remain calm.

"I'll text you the address. She was on her way home, the ambulance took her to Los Angeles state hospital, I'll send you the address." She says and a ping indicates that I have received the address.

"We need to go now." I face my parents,tears forming in my eyes.

We quickly rush into dad's car. I called Brandon and told him everything.
My dad starts driving, and my mom is panicking.

" My baby girl couldn't have been in an accident, she doesn't deserve this, she's a good girl, my baby girl has to be ok"my mom says repeatedly.

"Mom, calm down she's going to be ok"i say trying to reassure her. She has to be ok.

We soon arrive at the hospital and we rush in, we ask for her room, and we all run until we stop in front of her room. It's by a more private area, and there stands a girl, I'm guessing Kaitlyn. The one who called us.

"What happened "my dad asks Kaitlyn

" The police says that she was trying to avoid a truck then bump into a tree and then the truck still bump into her afterwards"

No my sister couldn't have gone through that.

My mom starts bursting into tears and I feel my eyes starting to tear up as well.

"The doctor says that she's still breathing, but she's unconscious and they are now doing face reconstruction surgery, they say that her face was badly damaged and that there's a strong chance that she might not look the same as before"Kaitlyn says. I'm speechless and I don't know what to say. Brandon and his father arrives and my dad tells them everything.
I can't believe this is happening, especially to my sister, she doesn't deserve this. She's a kind person, she's a good person, what test is fate putting her through.

"Are you Tatum's parents "I hear someone say and I turn around and see a doctor.

" Yes,is she ok"my dad asks still trying to comfort my mom.

"Well, we've finished the face reconstruction surgery and we found that her right arm and leg were fractured badly but we dealt with it, she is critical but stable, we found no signs of internal damages, besides a few broken bones,so she should be ok" the doctor says.

" How long will she have to stay in the hospital doctor "I ask.

" Well, because of her face, it'll probably be months, we have to give her time to heal, and we don't know how she will react once she's awake"

We suddenly hear loud machines going off coming from Tatum's room, the doctor rushes in and we all follow him in the room, we are standing behind the see through glass, the doctors wouldn't allow us go further into the room. I'm witnessing something that I never would've thought could happen. Tatum fighting for her life, with many doctors surrounding her, trying to find what went wrong.
Trying to bring her back to life. I never thought I would see my only sister go through this. Why does she have to go through this.
I wish it was rather me than her.

The doctor is trying to bring her back, but nothing happens and her heart beat stops. "we're loosing her" one of the doctors says.

"No, no, no this can't be happening "I shout. I see my dad stand still frozen watching Tatum with wide eyes and my mom crying against his chest. My dad's face expression is emotionless and it worries me. Brandon is also standing shocked. With his dad crying from behind. I turn away from Tatum and run my hands through my hair frustratedly, I can't bare to see my sisters lifeless body.

"Wait, wait, wait, she's coming back on her own, she's coming back " I hear the doctor say and I quickly turn around seeing her heart rate is on normal and her breathing is OK. This is a miracle, my sister is a fighter, she's really strong. I can't help but to cry, I sit down on the floor against the wall relieved that she's okay.

My dad walks out probably needing fresh air.

Malcolm's POV:

I walk out relieved that my daughter is Okay, I can't help but break down, I almost lost my only daughter, she's a good person, why, why this. I nearly lost my daughter, what kind of games is life playing with our lives now,why does my daughter have to suffer. It's my fault, I shouldn't have forced her to take over the business, then she wouldn't have left so upset and she wouldn't have been in this accident. What kind of father am I, I couldn't protect my daughter, I shouldn't be called her father, I'm not worthy of it, she deserves better. Why couldn't I just support her in her dreams. Why did I have to be so selfish.

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