John Adams Last Words Novels & Stories

That thought would be too painful. The man pulled away looking at his job. “That's enough, let's go," Adrian said as he looked at me with a smile. “That would be all, farewell sister, rest in peace—or pieces ," he said as he and the man finally walked out of the room, the door locking behind them. Leaving us to death. ************ If there's any question or confusion let me know I'll answer them? Thank you for reading.

“You scared us.” The room fell silent for a moment, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavily in the air. Adams finally broke the silence. “You need to focus on getting better,” he said firmly. “We’ll deal with everything else later.” His father nodded faintly, a small smile on his lips. “Thank you, son. I’ll try.” The doctor reappeared, signaling that their time was up. Adams squeezed his father’s hand one last time before stepping back. “We’ll be back tomorrow,” his mother said as they exited the room, her tone softer than before.

“We're already here so complaining is a waste of time.” “Uh-huh, wait until you find us driving you back there.” Adam finally bit out after having spent most of their drive in the car in brooding annoyance. His father had insisted on getting discharged from the hospital even though he was still felling weak because as he'd said, if he was going to die anyway, he wanted to do it in the comfort of his own house, not in the confines of some hospital room. The fact that Doctor Andrews had agreed to discharge him and had only prescribed some pain medication without issuing any attempts to change his mind had thawed every remnants of Adam's hopes there'd been.

Adams POV Yes I remember it like it was yesterday and I wish I didn't. I remember when I paid off a nurse to call Dave and tell him that his mother died during abortion. I remember I had stood there and watched the nurse make the call. Everyday it feels like Anna's ghost is after me. I never let my wife know about that mistake I made in the past. And I will make sure that neither my wife nor my daughter ever finds out about what I did.

" He gritted through his teeth. Adam smirked defeatedly " You will be a better king than I ever will. Protect the ones you love. Don't fail them as I have. Tell your brother how much I love them too. Leave now for they need you " "How about me? I need you. If you miss them, you can tell them that yourself! Please, I know you want to save Eve but you're still hurt. We'll do it together. Don't go father." He pleaded, tightening the hold he had around his father's hand. Adam shook his head. He let him go and look up to the sky that is darkening. Thunder strike the open sky and Adam spoke for the last time.

After the dinner at the Anderson Mansion, Adams opened up to his girlfriend about his mother’s wishes and was shocked when she bluntly responded with words that until now, still lingered in his thoughts. “But I don’t want to have kids. Children are nothing but little scoundrels that drain all your energy and money and they’re going to alter the perfect body I had worked hard to have. I can’t allow that” Adams was too stunned to reply. He had simply picked up his car keys and excused himself. Right now, he had no idea where he was driving to, but the cold windy air slapping his face as he drove somehow seem to make him feel better.

God, until when would he make my life a living hell? “I’m sorry,” I whispered inaudibly at Adam. I basically inflicted this on him, and he was wise to think that fighting my father was a waste of time. He brushed his thumb on my cheek. “I’m here for you, don’t worry.” “We… We just need to do one more thing before we leave.” I glanced at Adam again and then looked back at them. “We’ll visit my family in Long Island to announce the news,” Adam finished my sentence.

He looked at the girl who was running away one last time, a sad smile on her lips, before collapsing to the ground. "You have been my light in the darkest times, my strength in the hardest times, my reason for living every day," he continued. "You are the best thing that ever happened to me, and I am so grateful to have you by my side. But I want you to be strong. Live your life, love, laugh, cry, and most of all, keep falling in love. That's all I want for you. You must live, Thetia. And never forget, my love for you will live on even after I am dead". These were the last words Andrew spoke before succumbing to his wounds.

“Hmm. I have a question, Eve. But if it’s too personal. I hope you don’t mind me asking, “Alright, sir,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Where’s your father? I noticed he wasn’t at breakfast.” I hesitated, then chuckled dryly. “He’s no longer..with us.” “Oh, I’m so sorry. How did he pass away?” Mr Adams’ question really made me laugh. “He didn’t die, if that’s what you’re thinking. He just… left. One day, he decided he wanted a new life. So, he walked away from ours.”

Adams pondered these questions silently, though he refrained from voicing them. "This is truly remarkable news. In fact, I find myself at a loss for words," Adams finally spoke, conveying his astonishment and overwhelmed state. Jackson, understanding Adams' overwhelmed state, offered reassurance with a friendly smile. "It's alright, young man. I comprehend that this might be difficult for you to grasp at the moment. But I assure you, there are countless incredible things that have occurred beneath the sun, far more awe-inspiring than a man presumed dead for ten years actually being alive," he stated, his smile warm and comforting.