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Miah Pete-Collins 3
Megan Pov Dec.23
" I'm proud of you baby, I told you you got this, you're been so strong throughout this whole process. You've ignored the hate , embraced it , took it and made it yours. I know your mom and everyone else would be so proud and grateful to see the person you've become. This is a great step forward, opening new doors to your new journey."She paused breathing in deeply as I fanned my makeup trying not to cry and ruin it.
But fuck that...
"I'm happy you can finally begin to start the process of healing and putting this behind you knowing the man that did this is paying for it, knowing that justice was served today. And you can finally sleep peacefully after god knows how many sleepless nights where I've held you when you cried, calmed you when you were upset, and prayed with you when you were in doubt. Baby if this isn't confirmation then I don't know what is. Because no weapon formed against you shall prosper. You are heavily protected. And now we will continue to laugh together, cry together, and pray together because I love you. And I love our family."She said as I was now full blown crying as she immediately pulled me into a hug.
"It's okay mama, I gotchu now."Y/n said as she held me.
I don't know what id do without this woman. We had just found out the verdict of the trial, guilt on all counts.
And she was with me every step of the way. She made she to take care of our daughter Miah, on days where I didn't feel best. She pulled me from out of my sorrow and pity parties on days where I was down.
And now she was in the middle of the courthouse hallway, helping me face the realization of what had happened , and what was next in my life.
"I love you so much..."I said emotionally wiping my lashes. I didn't give a fuck who was looking right now. She kissing my lips, then my cheek embracing me one last time as I melted into her arms.
"I love you so much more mama. You ready to get home to baby girl?"She said as I nodded and she took my hand and we walked outside.The rest of my team followed closely behind as we made our way down the steps, we were short a bodyguard so we just had one in the front.
"What do you want to do today?"She said
"I don't know I-
"This for Tory!"Was all I heard before a shot rang out and I was immediately tackled onto the ground. I immediately started hyperventilating remembering that night as I tried to remember how my therapist told me to stop myself from panicking. I tried to ignore the peoples screams and yelling as I tuned everything out.
It felt like forever when I finally snapped out of it.
"Megan?! Megan?! Are you okay?! Are you hit?!"My bodyguard, Ron said checking me out I'm guessing he was the one who tackled me, I couldn't even bring myself to answer as my mind drifted onto one thing.
"Y/n..."I said lowly turning around my heart immediately breaking at the sight as I rushed over to her.
"No...no...baby wake up..."I said shaking her as the water works started. I couldn't believe the scene as a pool of blood formed directly under her head, her eyes were closed. She had been shot in the head.
"Y/n pleaseeee don't leave us...please what about Miah? Wake up baby please! Somebody help!"I said hysterically as they all stood around. "Do something!"I said as I grabbed her face my hands bloody as they tried to get me off of her.
"Move...don't touch me..."I warned as I broke down.
"Megan..."the voice faded
"Mommy...mommy wake up..." I shot up quickly breathtaking out of control as I took in my surroundings.
Another dream.
It was the same one every night , since.
"Yes baby?"I said sadly.
"Did you have another bad dream mommy? I'm sorry, I miss daddy too."She said as I frowned picking her up.
"Yes, baby"I paused tearing up. "But I'm okay? You hear me? We're okay..."I said more so trying to believe it myself.
"You promise? Daddy said we can't break promises." She asked
Y/n also promised me she wouldn't leave me... and right now it was looking like that was about to be broken.
Today was the day, they were going to take her off life support, it had been 8 months, 8 long months without my baby. And I wasn't going to let her continue suffering even if it meant that it would hurt me. I thought that because she was technically still alive that it was a sign that's she'd wake up, and tell me how much she loved me again. But no, and from then I knew this day would have to come. I just wish it never did.
They were aiming for me...it should have been me.
"I can't promise you that baby..."I said not wanting to lie to my daughter. I know she knew what was going on. And I knew she could feel the pain radiating from my heart. She probably heard it break that day. Yet she still always tried to cheer me up.
"You hungry?"I changed the subject after a few moments of silence as she nodded.
"Yeah we were waiting on you to wake up."She said as I looked at her confused.
"We?"
"Me and 4oe."She said pointing at my frenchie who was sitting there patiently with his tongue out.
Y/n had bought him for me. I could've sworn he was here in her presence while she was gone.
"Come on so I can get y'all some to eat."I chuckled softly getting up so I can get myself together.
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"Mama I get it?"Miah said as the doorbell rang. I nodded, knowing exactly who was at the door as her and 4oe ran off.
"Uncle Kel!"I heard shaking my head as I made myself some cereal. I had cooked her some pancakes, eggs, sausage, and toast with apple juice to drink.
"Mimi I missed you sooooo much!" He said as they made their way into kitchen view.
"Kellon I told you she can walk."I said rolling my eyes playfully, eating Cinnamon Toast Crunch as he held her.
"Your mama hating on us."He said tickling her as she giggled. He put her down and she ran off again 4oe following.
"How are you, really ? Do you think you're honestly ready to let her go?"He asked cautiously as I feared up setting the bowl down.
"I-I'm not okay..." I admitted. " and I'm trying to be strong for Miah but it's only so long I can keep pretending. Every night I see that image, it plays out in my head always the same. She still hasn't gotten justice for what happened and it's my fault. That bullet was meant for me. I'll never be able to get over this, I'll never be able to move on. My mind,body, and soul is stuck on Y/n. That's the love of my life, and I can't stomach losing her completely today..." i broke down as he comforted me whispering words of encouragement in my ear. But nothing could prepare me to go to this hospital and watch my baby die.
