Forever and Always.

Chapter 10.

Everything was going perfect, I called back home everyday to talk to my grandmother who raised me while I lived in Puerto Rico until my mother decided to move, I talked to her yesterday actually. I miss them. Olivier is in the bathroom about to take a shower when my phone rings.

"Hello?" I ask and its my fathers voice.

"Nicole... I am so sorry." he whispers his voice broken. "Abuela did not make it.." he whispers again, I feel my whole world shatter, is such an ugly feeling, my phone falls from my hands as my knees hit the ground all air living my lungs as the world spins in slow motion.

"No! No! oh my God no!" I scream loudly as I sob, hands pulling st my hair trying to make the pain go away from my heart , Olivier runs out of the bathroom in just his underwear.

"Baby." he whispers. "What's wrong?" he asks and takes my phone. I guess my father told him what happened because tears form in his eyes and he grabs me and holds me close, rocking me back and forth in the floor. He takes his phone and dials a number.

"J'ai besoin d'un vol immédiatement à Puerto Rico." he says quickly to whom I guess is his co-worker. "Two, right now!" he says and picks me up setting me on the bed. "Listen baby, we're going to go to Puerto Rico, okay? I need you to get dressed because we're flying in 30 minutes, we can take the jet and we'll be there soon okay?" he asks and I simply nod feeling numb, tears running freely down my face looking straight ahead , I get up weakly and get dresses. A black shirt and some pants, nothing fancy. I put my hair in a pony tail and sit waiting for Olivier. We head to the air port and soon we're on our way.

    Once we finally arrive we get a taxi and head to my grandmas house where I expect everyone is at. I jump out the cab once in Ceiba and run into my grandmothers arms, the woman whom taught me everything I know, whom I loved like my own mother died. Olivier adored her, he took her in as his own great grandmother and tried to help her as much as he could, he brought her to Florida for my 19th birthday and our wedding years back. I cry into her shoulder, sobbing grossly as I feel my heart ache, that has been my biggest fear since as long as I can remember.

"I am so sorry." I whisper as she just lost her mom. "So sorry." I whisper and together we cry.

  I am sitting by myself in the balcony, looking out into the water after we settled in, her viewing will be in the morning.

"Nicole." he whispers behind me, he stands next to me and I can see his eyes are red from crying.

"Oh Olivier what am I going to do without her?" I cry and huh him to me as he sobs into my shoulder his tears breaking my heart more as his sobs gets louder.

"I should be strong for you." he whispers and holds me close. "Damn it! This should not happen, I am so sorry." he cries out and wipes my tears away. "Come on baby, let's go to bed, it will be a hard day tomorrow." he whispers and pulls me inside to the bed. That night I dreamed of grandma Emma.