~Nichole's POV~
The brightness could be seen through my eyelids. I could hear soft music playing. A harper and a violin were the main instruments I could hear. I slowly opened my eyes blinking a couple of times to adjust to the light.
I looked around only to find nothing. Literally. Nothing at all. All I saw was white. White and it was all bright. Slowly the setting changed into an empty field and the music stopped. A meadow full of flowers and tall grass. There was a tree in the center with flowers circling it.
"Nichole." A soft gentle voice called out. I turned around and gasped when I saw who it was.
"Mom?" I called out.
"Yes baby, it's me." She smiles. I ran to into her open arms and hugged her tightly. I cried into her shoulder as I took in her scent. Vanilla mixed with a hint of honey.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry mom. I didn't mean any of those things. I'm sorry this is all my fault. Please forgive me. Please." I sobbed into her chest.
"Nicky-bear please don't cry. It's not your fault, I forgave you a long time ago. I always have and always will forgive you." She coos.
"Thank you. Mom I love you. Why did you leave me, why? Wait—am I dead?" I ask pulling away and looking at her. She still look beautiful as before, her soft olive skin, big brown twinkling eyes, pink plump lips, rosy cheeks, soft brown-black hair.
"No, you're not dead. You're an a coma." She says.
"So how am I here—where's dad?" I ask.
"He's not here." She smiles.
"What do you mean?" I ask confused.
"C'mon, lets go sit under the tree." She says taking my hand. I follow behind her as we approach the tree.
"I missed you so much, look how beautiful you've grown. And that young man, I approve." She turns her head and wink. The wind makes her hair and long white dress fly around.
Oh how much I miss my mother.
We sit under the tree staring at the sunset. A couple of birds chirp, while others just fly freely.
"Mom?"
"Yes sweetie?" She turns and gives me a big smile.
"Where is daddy?"
"You'll find out when you wake up." She says.
"What?" She ignores my question and keeps talking. She places a hand on my stomach and I raise an eyebrow.
"Mom what are you doing?"
"I'm checking how your baby is." If I were to be drinking water it'd probably be all over the place by now.
"M-my b-baby?" I question.
"Yes, you're pregnant." She grins widely.
"What? But how?"
"You see when two people love each other—"
"Mom! I know, but how I'm still too young. I haven't even finished high school. How will I take care of it?" I ask.
"I believe in you. You're a strong young lady, you'll be able to take care of it along with Ryder." She says.
"But what if–"
"Not what if's. I know you can, I know you will." She says. I nod.
"Mom, why did you leave me?" I ask.
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