Travis's POV-
Black suit. Black shoes. Blackened heart.
It's her funeral.
Fern, who's recently learnt to walk and talk, tugs my hand. "Uncie, where'd mumma go?" She asked, eyes wide. I smile weakly, not able to make eyesight with her child, and attempt to keep the tears in like I have been the whole night."She went to a special place. A place where she can sing and dance and fly!" I respond shakily, and Fern tugs my hand again. "Why Mumma not take me too? I wanna fly with Mumma!"
I shake even harder at her seemingly harmless comment. "She wasn't allowed to. But when you're allowed to come, she's going to meet you there. OK?"
"But I wanna see Mumma now!" She cried.
"Maybe she'll come visit you in your dreams." Katelyn told Fern gently, and Fern perked up. "Yay! But...why is Auntie Kaii~Han wearing b-b-black! She ushualy wears pink!"
That's it, I can't take it any more. "Excuse me Katelyn, take care of Fern." Katelyn nods in understanding and I walk off.I just found her, why must I lose her so soon? She saved my girlfriend and my daughter's lives. Which makes me wonder: Which did I value more? It's cruel for me to ask myself that, I know. But I can't help but wonder. Anyways, turns out our baby won't be our first child. Fern has no living relatives, and we're her godparents. She'll be our first daughter. And we decided on an official name for our baby.
Charlotte. Katelyn chose it. I think it's perfect.
This whole ordeal has made me realize how short life can be. That some promises you can't keep. How our time is limited. How sometimes, you have to take a risk.
After washing up my tears, I go back to the service. Manage to choke out a few words. When she's buried, I leave. I can't handle much more. Time. Time. Time. We're running out of it. That's why I need to do this now. I went to the mall. I went to the jewelers.
I bought a ring.
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Remembering You (Travlyn)
FanficFor Katelyn. For Katelyn. For Katelyn...who's Katelyn? Why does my hear hurt? Why...why can't I remember?