Memories (Osix) (Hanahaki sequel)

Chapter 60

One more chapter left! Sorry for typos at a party right now :3 ima go back to this book once it is finished and clean it up. Had to get this update out for you guys though 💙 happy 4th of July

EDIT!!!! A good portion of this chapter was deleted by my writing app when i was transferring it over to wattpad. If you already read this chapter I advise looking back on it because a good bit of information had to be re-added. I am so sorry for the inconvenience.

My insides went numb as I saw him. He looked so broken. His sapphire eyes echoed with pain.

"O-Ozzy..." I reached out and wrapped him up in my arms. I was still a little sore from the surgery, but Ozzy was more important than my comfort. "I-it's okay." I assured, though my voice cracked.

He didn't reply, his silence bringing back horrible memories. I felt powerless to everything that was happening.

He sobbed for a while before coughing and calming down. He looked tired and sick now. He ears down with sadness.

"I-I'm okay." He said through soft sniffles. He reached up and wipped the remaining tears from his face.

I took a deep breath and grabbed his face. His head turned towards me. His blue eyes locked with mine. "Ozzy..." I stared into his soul a moment. How should I put this? "I love you so much..." I began.

"I love you too." he replied, a sad smile covering his face.

"I love you so, so much. We will get through this okay?" I asked.

He nodded his head softly, leaning into my hands and closing his eyes.

"You've helped me through so much, now it's my turn to help you out." I explained, smilig softly. I would fix him before I fixed myself no mat
Ter what. Death hit him a lot harder than it could ever hit me.

"Thanks Feel." He mumbled, turning his mouth to kiss the palm of my hand.

"Anything for you." I purred softly, causing him to open his eyes.

He smiled, actually smiled. I loved that smile. It made me melt every time.

"There's my Ozzy." I brushed my finger across his cheek and let it fall to my side again. "Now lets make the most of what we have and care for the children we have." I encouraged.

He nodded and walked over to the bassinets across the room. He brought me two and he held two.

We talked and fed them, making sure they were happy. It was so surreal to hold them. All these months and now it was paying off. They were so worth everything I've gone through.

I looked up and saw Ozzy with the two boys. The were cooing at him, reaching up and trying to grab his ears. He looked very happy to hold them, yet I could still see the pain in his eyes. It would take a little whhile for him to heal, but he would.

"What should we name them?" Ozzy asked, his look coming up to meet mine.

I sat still for a moment to think. I hadn't really thought on this, and we didn't really discuss names, but I had an idea.

"I want our daughter that died to be named Marigold." I stated sternly.

He looked up at me confused for a moment, then it hit him. A look of shock covered his face within moments. "Marigold? But why? That's the type of flower.."

"I had when I had Hanahaki. I know." I finished his sentence. "I want it for good reason. The death of the flowers meant that their was love. The death of our daughter just makes us love everything more. I want it as a memory that everything has a purpose. Even the most beautiful flowers die off." I stated, my tone softer now.

His look softened and he nodded. "I like it...what about the others?" He asked, looking down at the boys he held.

"I kind of want to stick with a flower theme." I admitted, rocking my tow baby girls slowly. "I'll name a girl and boy, and you name a boy and girl."

"Okay." Ozzy took a deep breath. "You go first, I have to think about this." He stated.

I nodded and began to think. "How about the little cat girl gets named violet, and the little cat boy gets named Aster?" I asked. I wanted us to agree.

"I like that." He looked between the two rabbit babies. "How about...the girl be named Lilac...and the boy yarrow?" He asked, looking at me for advice.

"I like them." I smiled "our little flowers." I purred, giving both my girls a kiss on there head.

"Yeah..." Ozzys voice trailed off, love glistening in his eyes. It replaced the cold emptiness that had laid there. We were happy and that's what mattered.

We talked more and switched kids a few times before heading to bed. It had been a long day, and I was ready to call it and hit the hay.

Ozzy tucked the four into their beds and we waited for them to fall asleep, once we were sure they were asleep, we went to bed.

Ozzy fell asleep quiet quickly on the chair next to my bed, but I stayed awake a little longer. Everything slowly sunk in and I could relax. I was okay, we were okay. I had a family.

I drifted off, allowing the darkness to take me under again. I was only there a moment before a blinding light disturbed me.