Let it Go (Sequel to My Bestfriend's Dad)

Chapter 16 *Mourn*

4 Weeks Later ...
Dereck
The days passed , the weather changing from hot to cold... then hot again. What was it going to be ? The weather has a big impact on Victoria, it seems like it reflects our good days and out bad days . Great, days because she's happy, she's finally happy, but bad days because each day gets closer to her leaving us. And, when she's gone , what's going to be left of my daughter ? Will she leave along with her mother?

"You know that I love you ... I love you in my own way ..." She repeated every single day to our daughter . She needed to find reassurance that our daughter was loved . She was cold and distant but, I knew she loved me and our daughter in her own way .

"When I leave ... don't forget me..." She begged through tears another day reminding me that she was such a bitter but sweet woman . How could I not fallen in love with her ? I did love her in my own way as well, but not the type of love she expected back . She knew were my heart belonged .

"Why couldn't we have children of who ur own ?" She questioned one day her head leaning on my shoulder . I looked blankly, that was my fault . She wanted , I tried, just to make her happy. I wanted children but, I couldn't deceive and lie to her, we both tried but, she couldn't get pregnant. It would only take a miracle to make her a mother. We had to go through a lot of treatments and I wasn't willing . I wasn't willing to do everything that was required ... it was all my fault.

"Do you think she loves me?" Another question out of the blue another day . But, I knew the answer to this one unlike the last one . Of course Mayita loved her, she loved her with all her heart, more then she loved me and that was un-arguable. She proved to love her every single day , though sometimes, Victoria would shut her down she'd come crying to me . Victoria soon regretted it, and admitted that she was only doing it for attentions.

"Can we travel ..?" She asked another day laying down lazily in what was before our bed . Speechless, I couldn't deny her anything , not anymore . I knew someday soon she was leaving our lifes. Why not let her enjoy the last moments . There we went, our own road trip only lasting a week due to her health . I had to bring her back to the emergency room. Nearly dying the guilt I felt was beyond explainable .

"Do you remember when we adopted her ?" She faintly asked the last day. Of course I remember when we adopted our daughter she was only four years old . How could I not remember her sweet voice saying to me "I don't have a dad... do you want to be my dad?" My little girl asked with a teddy bear on her hands . The joy we both felt , but before we could adopt her we had to marry . And, we did , we married and then got our girl . Every single day tormenting my life with what could've been with Paige.

And there she was the woman who stood by my side for nearly 4 years , never acting upon jealousy . "Make them into great young adults, take care of your love ... don't leave her , she needs you . Tell her I love her ." Were her last words before the line cut dead . Medics and nurses running inside the room trying to save her life . But it was useless, her time her was done , her eyes closed never opening them again . 11:52 P.M the time of death and the time that would forever be marked in my heart . There was nothing left for her , nature and life had done it's job, and now she was never coming back . The medics looking at me with all hope lost in their eyes .

I knew it was coming , the only thing I could accept was the sad truth . A single tear made its way down my cheek . She deserved more than this, she ... she's gone . A part of me felt relieved that she was no longer suffering but where could she end up? Heaven ?... Hell? ... Purgatory? Things I always question when someone dies .

But this wasn't a simple death , she was dying on the inside every single day . I walked to her side , her body still, deadly I grabbed her lifeless hand.

I held back another tear . "Thank you for everything ... you will always live in me ." I said one last time knowing that she could hear me , I had the faith she was hearing me . But how ? But how could a woman at such a young age end like this ?

It was genetics they said ... starting with her great grandfather, who passed it on to her grandfather, who was passed to her father and to her .

None of her family showed the day of the funeral. I knew exactly why , they hated her for choosing a man that didn't love her ... they thought she deserved better and she truly did .

Telling my daughter was one of the hardest days of my life . I remember walking out of the hospital room finding my little princess sleeping between two chairs ... how could I wake her and tell her, her mother was lo longer with us . I sat next to her waiting for her to wake but she wasn't sleeping , she was resting her eyes .

She looked at me , I looked back at her and with that she knew everything.
My little girl cried "No..." She whispered between fighting back her tears. "Tell me you're lying." She said pleading me with her eyes. I had no answer I just hugged her. " No ... my mommy no." She deeply cried into my shoulder . That day I learned that my daughter wasn't going to be the same anymore . I ran my hand through her curles trying to suit her but instead she cried harder, her tears running down my arms .

"But why?" She cried . " I love her , I-I thought my love was enough for the both of us ." She cried harder bringing several people's attention towards us, I didn't care . That was the time of mourn and sorrow .

Ever since that day my daughter never smiled, never laughed, never played , never did anything that normal kids would do . She didn't ask for her brother , she didn't ask for anyone . She would give me lifeless hugs, no kisses and barely looked at me . It broke my heart into peaces, my daughter wasn't my daughter anymore , part of her left with Victoria.

I found it hard to go to work leaving my child in her situation. No, it wasn't a situation ...my daughter was broken , and there was nothing I could do about it ... Nothing .

She didn't want to attend school, she didn't want to eat , all she wanted to do was cry in her room remembering her mother . How could I blame her ? "I knew she loved me in her own way ..." She whispered a day I passed by her room checking up.

It's true ... all Victoria did was scream most of the time ... but even now, I miss hearing her screams through the house . Could it be guilt ?

Present Day

So, there we stood over her grave . My tall figure looking down at Mayita , she held her teddy bear close to her body laying down the flowers . It's been a whole month and my daughter has not cured, neither have I . All I could think about was getting my son back and making Mayita better again .

"I miss you , I miss you so much ." Her sensitive voice began to break down. "The house isn't the same without you ... it's so -so big." She began to cry touching Victoria's name . "Thank you for everything you did for me mommy, I am truly grateful for finding you and daddy . She looked down crying shaking her head . "I just can't believe .. you're gone ." She cried but seconds later , her attitude change . "Why?" She questioned between tears . "Why did you leave me ?! Why couldn't you fight harder ?! Was I not good enough for you keep fighting ?!" She basically started screaming over her mothers grave . "Why did you have to leave ... leaving me in this cold world mommy . Why?" Her voice softened. My heart tightened finding it harder to breathe , I myself couldn't fight back the tears forming in my eyes . "You had no right to leave me ..." She trailed off never finishing her sentence instead she held her teddy bear harder, crying like never before .

Mayita was always a happy child , what would become of her now ..? I had to find a sparkle to bring her back to me , to bring her back to the way she was..

I stood there for nearly half an hour along with my daughter remembering the good times we had the bad ones and most importantly the memorable ones .

Walking away from her tomb all my head could comprehend in the moment was being the best father I could to Mayita and to Max, and for that I was going to fight Paige .

She was going to give me MY son even if it was the last thing I did . My Mayita would have that sparkle in her eyes again .

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I know this chapter it sad ): I almost cried when I was writing it ! What do you guys think ?