Chapter 12

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Heaven pov

What do I do now? He's gone, he's not coming back. The man I love, the love of my life is gone and my heart is shattered in a million pieces. We had a fight last night and he died this morning, our last words to each other weren't the best. The mood we lost put each other in is the worst.

"Emmanuel why did you have to do this to me? How I'm a suppose to raise four children by myself?" I said to myslef

What will I tell the baby when it starts to ask for it's father? I wish I can take back all those days when I ignored him. I have so much wishes. He didn't even know the baby was his, now that I think of it...he is still married to Julia. She can take my kids if she wants to.

"Neveah are you happy now?" Trish said in between her crying

"Why are you putting this all on me" asked Neveah

"Why are we putting this all on you? Who's wish was it? But the stupid part is that Mom isn't coming back Neveah" Snapped Ishmael

"What wish?" Neveah asked whilst crying

"Last night when he came here we heard what you told him" shouted Ishmael

Last night she did tell him she wish he was dead. Poor Neveah she'll never forgive herself for that.

"I didn’t mean it I swear" Neveah said crying her eyes out

"You didn't mean it? That's not going to bring my father back Neveah, he did the best he could you know that? He is not psychic, things don't just come to him. For the past days you and Heaven has been stressing him out. The both of you refuse to talk to him, and the worst part is that he didn't do nothing wrong. When he told Kirk to cancel the divorce, he took it up in his own hands so that the divorce could go faster and Dad made Julia move out last night" yelled Trish

I don't think I can feel any worse right now. All this time he was trying to fix things, fix us and I just pushed him away. Now he's gone I'll never get the opportunity to tell him how sorry I am and how I love him. What will become of the relationship Neveah, Trish and Ishmael has with each other? Trish and Ishmael believe what they believe. This baby growing inside me is father less, if it's a she, she is going to need her father and if it's a he, he's going to need that manly role to live up to.

"Hola mi bambina" that voice, just the man I want to see and hear at this moment.

"Papito" I said and ran to him. I held on tight to my father and cry.

"Calm down bambina you know the condition you are in"

"Daddy he's gone he's never coming back" I cried and I cried. I wish this was a dream.

"Kelly! Kelly come in here because she's crying and she's not listening to me " shouted my father

Kelly is here! Everyone that I need at this moment is here. I hope I wake up soon because even though this is a dream It hurt really bad.

"Hey Heav I'm sorry about prince charming" she hugged me

"This must be a dream"

"It's not. Why do you look like your dying? Few days ago you called and tell me he doesn't want you anymore he wants some Julia girl. He got what he deserves" said my father

"Papito you are talking about the father of your grandchild"

He sucked his teeth and sat on the couch. How could he? He knows what it's like to lose your significant other. He lost mom and he alway say he died with her. He had a chance to see her one last time in her casket but Manuel was burnt to skeleton.

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