Later that night, Ross asked me what happened outside. Why my mood suddenly changed. I told him what I heard. I smiled as I laid back in the bed that night. I told him dad forgave me, and to not be sad, but be happy. I looked at him smiling at me. I told what dad said about him. To be happy, that he loved me. That dad could see that now. That mom has been watching me with him, and she approved. And that he may not physically be here with me, but he was there in spirit, watching over me, and that him and mom were guiding me through my life and that mom lead me to him, knowing that I was going to lose dad. She lead him in my path, because she knew I could lean on him.
He smiled at me as I told him everything that dad said, and that mom was doing great up watching over me, and they would guide me through my life. A tear escaped, but not sadness. He could tell from my smile it was a tear of joy. I turned over toward him. "Can I ask you a serious question, and if it's not okay, I totally understand.""You know you can ask me anything." He kisses my nose before finishing. "What is it?"
I hesitate for a moment. "I know it's not totally up to you, so like I said, I totally understand if it's no, but I really do not want to go back to that empty house, so...." I hesitate more, looking at my hands clenched to his shirt. He catches what I'm asking.
He pulls my face up, laying a full kiss on me. My head starts to spin. He pulls away. "Of course, one hundred percent chance you can stay here forever." He lays his head on mine. "I know for a fact that everyone wants you to stay. I was going to ask you, but didn't want to rush it." He kisses me again, "Heather, my love, would you like to move in with me?"
I smile, and lean in for my kiss. Another tear escaped me as I hear my mothers voice. What did I tell you. I smile. I lay down on his chest. I clutch his shirt. As much a I wanted to have fun right now, I knew he wouldn't. And if he did, I didn't him to think it was out of mourning. Things would get easier, over time. I would have Ross by my side.i drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face. The last thing I saw was the smile on his.
The next morning I wake in the mood I went to sleep in. I knew today was the day we laid Daddy to rest, but I promised I wouldn't cry. Ross was smiling with concerned eyes, just like he was before I lost it yesterday evening. I looked at him, when I smile, the concern slowly away. Today was about celebrating his life, not mourning over him. That was passed. I was sure it would creep up on me some time in the future, but today wasn't that day.
The house was quiet. Everyone ate breakfast not speaking a word. They would smile when I looked at them, but I could feel the mood change when I turned away. Before going out the door, I grabbed my guitar and took it to the trunk of Ross' car. He looked at me confused as input it in, but didn't ask anything when I smiled at him. He opened the car door and got it. Riker and Ryland were already in the back seat. Riker, sitting behind me, put his right hand on my shoulder. Apparently I couldn't fool him. Ross had love, that made him believe what I told him, but Riker could see the aching inside that was trying to escape.
A tear comes down, but I dab it away quickly, than smile back at him. He moves his hand as soon as Ross climbs into the car. As we make our way to the funeral home, the pain builds. When we arrive, Ross comes around and holds my hand. Rydel, Ellington and Rocky are behind us, and pull in right behind us. Riker grabs the guitar from the trunk, and hands it to me. I throw the bag over my shoulders, than grab Ross' hand again.
I hold back the tears through the funeral. When we get to the burial spot, I knot up. When the preacher asked me if I want to say a few words, I grab my guitar and make my way up to the short stage. I say a few words, than play a song for him, and mom. I play "Closer to Love" by Matt Karney. I break down half way through, and pull myself together, than finish the song. When I'm done, I tell them both I love them and miss them. Than I take my seat back next to Ross, and than I start to cry now. He puts his arm over my shoulders, ad Riker lays his left hand on my knee. When I smile at him, he smiles back holding back a tear too. Kayleigh met us here, and was in between me and Riker. She leans against me.
After he is lowered into the ground, a prayer is said, and everyone departs. One by one, they start back to the parking lot. I stay in my seat. Staring at the head stone for a moment. A joined head stone. For mom and dad. I thought long and hard about what to do now. I had a vacant house I had to tend to, and a wonderful family who loved me. I would be lost without even one of them. I look at the sky again, seeing the rays come down again. I smiled. "I love you mom, dad. Miss you."
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Love Does Exist (Ross & Heather Fanfiction)
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