The last piece of her.

Chapter 2: The first six

Okay. No I don’t like to put June near death or dead. It’s just something that happens. This actually just popped into my head and I started crying so I decided to make a fanfic over it. I do have June in that situation a lot more than I like to between my two fanfic. Anyway. I will post a chapter on how Tess is doing with Anna. I am thinking Day might find out all of this. Possibly. I think so. We’ll see where I take it. The only way to find out is if you read.

 

Tess

 

Year one

 

I have been raising Anna for a year now. She has started to crawl and is still working on how to crawl. She was two months when we buried June. I remember holding her as they put her in the ground.

I am holding her today as we stand here next to the gravestone. She is way too young to understand any of this. She just stares at it. After a while Pasco comes and takes Anna back to the apartment me and him share so she can take a nap while I have a conversation with June and try not to breakdown.

I start to tell June about the past year. How it’s been. The restless nights, the dirty diapers, and more. I still think it’s weird raising her child. I wish she was here to do it herself. She would be so happy and proud how big she is getting. I know she is watching over us very carefully. I tell her about how fast she is. The more I tell the blurry my vision gets. I can taste the salty tears in my mouth. I fall to me knees but keep going.

I haven’t told Day. We have had a few conversation as some of his memories piece by piece come back. He likes to tell me them and ask if it is a memory or not. If I know or not. When I am not taking care of Anna I am working as a nurse. I always knew I would be in the medical industry.

To think June would be nineteen today. Instead her daughter is one. Some of her last breaths were her daughter’s first. Just thinking that has brought me to awful uncontrollable sobs. I reach for the necklace she gave me. I still wear it. I grab it and keep telling the story of the year that has happened. I really wish she was here to see all of this.

Year two

 

I go to the cemetery alone this time. Anna is with Anden. When he has time he likes to take care of her and watch her. I think one day he might convince her into going into politics.

I stand next to the tombstone and do what I did last year and tell stories of the year. I can only talk to her once a year or I have an awful breakdown. I can’t stop replaying what happened in the hospital in my head.

She has learned how to walk perfectly now. She tried climbing a counter the other day. She fell and hit her head. Almost gave me a heart attack I swear. I was so worried. She is perfectly fine though. She is a handful now that she is getting older and able to get into things. It is hard to keep up with her. I feel like Day and June would be the only two people who could even have enough energy and are this fast to keep up with her. I manage but sometimes it gets real hard and Pasco has to help me chase her down. Fast little girl she is.

She calls me Aunty Ess right now and Pasco Uncal Paco. I laughed at that. She is just learning how to talk. She will get better. Her first word was June. When she said it I started crying so bad and she stared at me all confused. She must have heard us say her name a few times and picked it up. It was the only word she knew so for a week she kept saying June a lot. Then she said Day and I completely lost it. The only two words she knew for a month were Day and June and that’s what she would say.