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     One and a half years later

     I gazed downlovingly at my newly born child. It was a boy, he had caramel skin, curly brown hair and golden eyes. The only thing that seperated him from others is that he had a small peice of deformity on his cheekbone. Just like the little boy in my dream. I named him Matthias of course. I held him tight and kept on cooing and making little noises to him. He giggled in wonder and joy. Erik stood by my side, looking at us with the same expression.

     "Ma'am you must rest now, giving birth is a lot of effort." The doctor said when I noticed to feel my eyes droop and head drop.
    With my last amount of conciousness I handed my child to my husband and nodded sleepily. I fell asleep listening to the sound of the hospital. Not the best thibg to fall asleep too.
    When I woke up I demanded for my child to be with me in my arms. They tild me that would be a bad idea so I backed down and held my husbands hand instead.
     I had pancakes for breakfast because I could and watched my child across the room breath in and out. Erik was passed out in the chair next to me. I held his hand and rubbed circles on it. I knew he feared that his deformity would spread to ourchild but I knew he loved him no less. Me too, I lived him greatly, to think that I created him. I hope he wont be a pain in my butt.

     When my child was finally in my arms again I sung to him softly. I sung lulabies from my childhood and some I heard Christine sing to Gustauve. Speaking of which, they visited once and Gustuave was already so big. I then started to sing

"A long long time ago
There was a volcano
Living all alone in the middle of the sea
He sat high above his bay
Watching all the couples play
And wishing that he had someone too
And from his lava came
This song of hope that he sang out loud
Every day
For years and years
I have a dream
I hope it will come true
That you're here with me
And I am here with you
I wish that the earth, sea, and the sky up above
Will send me someone to lava
Years of singing all alone
Turned his lava into stone
Until he was on the brink of extinction
But little did he know
That living in the sea below
Another volcano
Was listening to his song
Everyday she heard his tune
Her lava grew and grew
Because she believed his song was meant for her
Now she was so ready to meet him above the sea
As he sang his song of hope for the last time
I have a dream
I hope it will come true
That you're here with me
And I am here with you
I wish that the earth, sea, and the sky up above
Will send me someone to lava
Rising from the sea below
Stood a lovely volcano
Looking all around
But she could not see him
He tried to sing to let her know
That she was not there alone
But with no lava, his song was all gone
He filled the sea with his tears
Watched his dreams disappear
As she remembered what his song meant to her
I have a dream
I hope will come true
That you're here with me
And I am here with you
I wish that the earth, sea, and the sky up above
Will send me someone to lava
Oh they were so happy
To finally meet above the sea
All together now their lava grew and grew
No longer are they all alone
With Aloha as their new home
And when you go and visit them this is what they sing
I have a dream I hope it will come true
That you will grow old with me, and I will grow old with you
We thank the earth, sea, and the sky we thank too
I lava you
I lava you
I lava you"

     I smiled down and my baby and traced his face with my finger. I truley did love this baby. And that man baby too. I looked over to my angel and my smile got a little wider when I saw him look more peacful in his sleep. I take off his mask for his sake and my happiness. Matt was fast asleep in my arms. Appearantly the sleepiness caught up to me too because I fell asleep with my little family by my side.

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