Riley and Maya's lives couldn't get any more complicated, or could they? They both have weddings to plan along with going back to school after the birth of Riley and Lucas's daughter, Amelie.
Topanga is finding the house very empty without Riley an...
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Kelly hasn't been punished, she ran away and the cops think she's in hiding. I'm going to kill her when I see her again. Everything since that day has been a blur, I've barely left home, and Josh has only been out once or twice more than me. We don't talk much, majority of it is crying, or saying that we love each other, or that we miss her, and we're in it together and things have to get better and the pain will fade, but we don't believe it will in reality. I don't know how we managed to put the funeral together, Riley and Topanga helped a lot I think, I don't really know.
"Maya? The car's here, it's time." Josh interrupts my thoughts as he comes into our bedroom, where I am sat on the edge of our bed, crying, as usual. I rush over into his arms. "I know baby, I know." He says, crying too, as he strokes my hair. "I l-love you Josh." I sob into his chest. "I love you too My." He replies, and I look up at him. "Come on, it's time." He says, releasing me from the hug, and taking my hand instead, I wrap my other arm around the arm which his holding my hand, as we walk through the apartment, to the front door, ignoring our family that are sat in the living room. "Josh?" I whisper. "Yeah?" "Please don't let go of my hand today?" "Of course." He kisses my forehead and we step down to the black car. "I promise I won't let go." He reassures me when we are sat in the car. "We have to do our joint eulogy, I don't know if I can do it Josh." I say. "I'll be right there with you. And remember, you are allowed to cry in front of everyone, no one is gonna judge you." He tells me and I curl up to him for the rest of the journey. When we arrive, I see the coffin for the first time, I couldn't look when it was outside our house. "It's so small. I don't remember her being that small." Josh says to me, his voice cracking in the process. "Me neither." I sob, and then we get in position. We are carrying her coffin inside, there only needs to be two of us as it's so small. We slowly walk down the aisle, still holding hands, and to the sound of a lullaby. What the person officiating says at the beginning of the ceremony is a blur, as is it all, until I feel Josh tugging on my hand and it's time for our eulogy. "We were only given hours with baby girl, but even in that short time, I have never loved something more or cared for something as much, Olympia Grace Matthews was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, and I don't know why she had to be taken from us so quickly. There isn't a second that goes by where we don't love and miss her, and I don't think that will ever change." Josh manages to stutter out. "Our daughter did not deserve to die so soon, she was meant to live a long and happy life, and fall in love and have a family and knowing that she won't and that we won't ever see or hold her again, words haven't even been invented to describe how much pain that causes us. I love her so much and I still wake up in the morning and for a split second think I'm still pregnant and that I've still got 3 months to prepare for the birth of my daughter, and then I remember and it kills me every time. I'm a mother without a child, because even though they are gone, you are still a parent, a childless parent. I miss her so much. Goodnight Olympia Grace Matthews, my stunning baby girl." I sob, I can't say goodbye, only goodnight. Josh and I hold each other tightly as we go back to our seats and the blur continues, full we have to carry the coffin back out to the grave yard, for the burial. I don't know how I got through it. All I could do was cry. As for the wake at Topanga's, I just sat curled up to Josh, I didn't say a word until I asked Josh if we could go home, I didn't eat anything either, but I have done that properly since that day either or sleep, I get these awful nightmares, and half of them are only nightmares because I have to wake up to the reality she's gone. Josh gets them too, he's trying to be strong for me but I see straight through it, I don't know why he is pretending. All I know is that this is my fault, and if Kelly isn't gonna pay, then I will. Olympia, it won't be long...
