I Will Remember You

Epilogue

Olivia's POV

My curled but natural lashes shot up to the white ceiling as my head moved to the side. My hands roamed my body in a panic as I stood to my feet. My eyes followed the brightness of the light above me.

"Oh good, you're awake" my head turned quickly to the right, noticing a small little girl the voice belonged to. Her features mirrored the same as mine when I was a child. I may be under a lot of stress right now, but this child looks like she could've been birthed by me.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but....do I know you?"

"Of course, you do, well, not yet at least, but you will once I'm born" The little girl chortles to me. My thoughts were an little blurred but once the smoke cleared from my mind, I started to pick up some of the pieces. I looked the little girl in her eyes, taking her hand.

"Are you telling me that your-?"

"Let me make this easier for you, whatever it is that your thinking, just add to it. I am exactly who you think I am"

"So you already exist? How is that possible when I hav-"The little girl cut me off instantly.

"Yes, and no. I'm here in your self-conscious, but you, are not physically here with me, I'm just in your head" She tried to explain to me. I paused for a moment, letting my mind wander, then the darkest moment of my life flashed before my eyes.

"SPENNNNNNCEEERRRR!!!!!!!"

The little girl snapped her fingers in my face as I felt my mind slipping away from me, thinking about the love of my life being lost. He had to be lost because that's exactly how I felt when were not together.

"He's in trouble! They all are!" I yelled not wanting to believe it as truth.

"Of course, they are, that's why you need to wake up"

"Why?! Why is it that every time something bad happens, I have to be the one to pick up the pieces huh?!" 

I lost it. I was in a rage. We were good, putting our lives back together, becoming once again, and building the foundation of the family we were building. Now this. I screamed out loud because I simply didn't have the energy to do anything else, except to cry, which shortly followed once the anger dissipated. The tears rolled down my puffy cheeks as the little girl watched me fall apart in silence.

"Mom" My eyes blinked at her as my body turned towards hers, seeing her dainty little fingers grasp mine. My tears fell again as I looked her in the face.

"They can't survive this without you. You are what holds everything together. You're the glue that keeps her going, keeps him going. Find your way back" She stated simply to me as I shook my head profusely.

"I can't.... he's gone, I'm never going back"

"He's lost, but he's not gone, and neither are you, find your way back. He's waiting on you" 

She grabbed my hand again as I cried harder with my head hanging low. Her finger glided my chin back up. I placed my other hand over hers as she gave a gentle nod, submitting myself to the floor beneath me as she laid me down in the spot I started from.

"You can do this, I know you can, and I'm going to help you"

"How?" I desperately wanted to know.

"It's simple, close your eyes and follow my voice" I obliged, slowly shutting my eyes as she cradled my head between her small arms. She placed her hand on my abdomen.

"I'm your strength, all you have to do is use it, and trust it" She rubbed my abdomen up and down gently.

"When you feel it, wake up" My mind grounded itself deeper into that one place I felt the most helpless. Lost, empty, with no form of solace to keep me hopeful. Then my mind drifted, to the very first time I saw her, my first born, those beautiful angelic brown eyes staring up at me, owning my entire world. Then I saw him, the sixteen-year-old boy who I shared my laptop with, and instantly fell in love with the moment I laid eyes on him. Who grew into an young adult, and then an man, the man I love and wanted to spend the rest of my life with. The father of my babies. Babies. Baby.