Forced Love (Roman Reigns Fanfiction)

Ch 16: "I Didnt Tell Charlotte"

Rebecca's POV

I laid my hand on her casket, looking at her beautiful face. Her cold, beautiful face. My daughters cold beautiful face. I grabbed the top of her casket shutting it so no one but me could see the bruises, and tears on her neck.

I closed my eyes and I still couldnt get that one moment out of my head. The moment I held her last. Her last words. Breaths. I wasn't there for any of it. Why? I didnt understand. I still dont.

I rushed into the hospital pushing through everyone in my way.

"Where is my daughter?" I yelled, pushing my Aunt Stephanie to the ground.

Anger grew in me and I felt no remorse. She knew. She knew how much she needed to protect Sydney. She knew.

"She's in there, but Rebecca-"

"What? Are you going to tell me I cant see her? What can you possibly tell me now, that could possibly stop me from seeing my dead daughter."

She stopped speaking, and I opened the door closing it in her face. I faced the door scared to turn around. To see her face, but without color, or life, I couldnt.

I took a breath turning around and instantly screaming. I ran to the bed grabbing her, and holding her with every ounce I had. My flesh and blood was laying her, limp in my arms with nothing left in her.

I kissed her head, repeatedly, hoping it was her cure, but she wasnt moving.

"Im sorry, baby!"
"Im so sorry, my love! I should have protected you better. I should have gained full custody of you, so you wouldnt have done that to yourself. I should have-"

My tears stopped me and mainly because I couldnt breath. I was holding my dead daughter. She was dead. And nothing could bring her back.

My eyes opened and my hand was still resting on her casket.

"Im sorry I was your mother. Im sorry I disappointed you. Im just sorry"

I took my hand off motioning for employee's to open the doors so her funeral could start. I took a breath, sitting down alone in the front room waiting for her service start.

People's whispers erupted the whole room but my eyes never left her portrait by her casket.

That was the happiest I have ever seen her. The happiest I would ever see her, sadly.

"Rebecca."

I wiped the tears from my face and there he was. The man who was practicly was daughters father. However, my face never changed. He was the reason Sydney wouldnt talk to me. He was the reason she was with Stephanie. He was the reason she is dead.

"You need to leave."

His eyes were as red and running with tears than mine, and still no sympathy left my mouth.

"Becca-"

"She is dead because of you dont you get that. I blame you and Charlotte. You opened your mouth and she told my daughter. Now look around you. She's in the casket. She killed herself. I blame you. I hate you. I will never forgive you. Leave." I yelled through the room.

Tears streamed down my face, and my yells erupted through the rooms. I needed to let it out. I picked up my fists, and hit him as hard as I could, but he didnt make one move.

He grabbed my wrists pulling me into his embrace. I yelled with pain into his chest and yet nothing was filling my void. My daughter was gone.

"I never told Charlotte those things, Becca. You have to believe me. I have proof. This is justice for our daughter."

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