Love Me Through it All (KidxCrona AU)

Chapter 11 - Crona

I woke up and turned to my side to see the ruffled up blankets next to me. Did I do that? I didn't know I was that restless in my sleep. I sat up in my bed and looked around. This is not the room I fell asleep last night. Yet, it felt familiar. I pulled the covers off of me, swung my legs of the bed and stood up. I looked down at myself. I was older. I was taller, my hips were wider and I certainly wasn't as flat chested as I used to be. I spun around and looked in a nearby mirror. My hair was longer, and the pink color was slightly faded. I frowned at my image. I look thirty years old, last time I checked I was fourteen. I shook my head and turned and exited the bedroom. As soon as I closed the door behind me a little girl came running up to me with a piece of paper in her hands. She looked three or four and looked just like...Kid...

"Mommy! Mommy! Look at the picture I made!" I didn't know who this girl was but yet, I did. I picked her up and the looked at the drawing she made. All I could see was a square and a triangle but I knew it was an attempted drawing of a house. "See mom! I drew our house!"

"Yes, I see that, darling, it looks beautiful!" I said. The little girl beamed. She looked so proud. "Have you showed this to your father yet?" She shook her head. "Well, let's go find him, shall we?" I smiled back at the girl and called out her father's name. Kid's name.

"In here!" A voice called from another room. I walked towards where I heard Kid's voice and opened the door to see him sitting in a chair feeding a little baby boy. "Hey beautiful, what's up?" He said gazing at me the way he always used too.

"You have to see the drawing your daughter made!" I showed him the houses drawn on the piece of paper and he smiled at the little girl I was carrying in my arms.

"Looks like we have ourselves an artist in the family!" The girl giggled continuing to smile. "Hey who wants to go out for breakfast today?" The little girl cheered. "Well before we go you have to go get yourself dressed and ready." She squirmed out of my grip and ran down the hall to a room I assumed was her own. The raven haired boy stood up giggling and put the infant boy in a playpen and walked over to me. He leaned in and kissed me sweetly. "Morning, princess."

I woke up bawling.

That was my-  no. That was a future I could never have.

It's impossible for him to come back.

I keep trying to tell myself that. I keep forcing myself to think about other things, attempt to move on. There's this huge percentage of my brain that somehow believes it's possible for him to stand before me breathing, living. Maybe I can move past that today. See the reality. After all it is the day of his funeral. The last time I'll see him bruised face. I'll watch him be lowered six feet underground. Dirt thrown on top of his casket...it might be too much to bare.

What time is it...?

I looked over at the clock sitting on Kid's desk.

Dammit!

I sprung up out of bed and ran to the closet. I yanked out my only black dress and tossed it onto the bed. I grabbed my back of simple make-up off his desk and ran to the bathroom to quickly touch myself up. Covering up my few spots of acne and the deep dark circles under my eyes. I sprinted back to Kid's room sliding around on the wooden floor as I ran and slipped off my pajamas and slid on the dress. I quickly brushed my greasy hair and pulled it back into a ponytail.

I'm gonna be late!!! I can't be late!!!

It was noon. Kids funeral started at twelve-thirty exactly. It's going to take at least fifteen minutes to get there and there's going to be all these people I have to deal with. I don't know how to deal with people!