Here Without You (Jayy Von Monroe) (Sequel)

six

Today was the dreaded day.

The day I buried the love of my life. 

I and Dahvie had moved into our new apartment, counting down the days until we had to say goodbye to Ecstacy. Amy and Josh had came to stay with us on Monday, and they planned to stay until next Thursday. 

"Dahv, love, you gotta get up," Amy said quietly to Dahvie, who was laying in his bed

"I don't want to face today," He replies, voice cracking

Amy sighs, sitting beside Dahvie, wrapping him in her arms, "None of us want to face today. But Essie wouldn't want us to be so depressed." 

"I just can't bury my sister," Dahvie chokes

"I understand honeybun, none of us want to bury her. But she needs to finally rest in peace." 

I watch from my bed, tears streaming from my eyes. Dahvie sobbed, Amy rubbing his back as I jumped up and raced to the bathroom, a sob escaping my throat. I stared at my reflection, the scrawny, mangled man looking back at me.

Bags hung under my eyes, I had a popped blood vessel from crying, and I had visibly lost weight.

The man I faced was not the man I was.

I washed my face, towel-drying as I headed to check on Ember.

She was everyone's happiness. She was such a happy little baby. She rarely cried, and she demanded to be held. She was my little sunshine, and I was glad she had no idea what was going on around her. I always tell her about Essie, showing her pictures and showing her videos. I wanted Ember to remember her mother in some way.

"Hey baby love," I say, picking up the tiny baby, cradling her to my chest, "Hungry?"

She stares at me wordlessly, a yawn escaping her tiny mouth.

I take her into the kitchen, where I find Amy and Josh holding each other, and I can hear Amy crying. Amy looks up, quickly wiping at her eyes as she notices Ember, "Hi lovely," She says

"Wanna hold her while I make a bottle?" I offer

Amy nods, taking Ember into her arms and holding her, cooing quietly. I smile, walking to the fridge and pulling out a bottle of Ecstacy's breast milk that we had pumped, placing it in the microwave and heating it up for twenty seconds.

"Jayy, would you be mad if we tried having another baby?" Amy says after a moment

"No, that's amazing." I smile widely, checking the milk temperature and handing her the bottle

A few hours later, I'm dressed in a tuxedo,  my hair styled into my quiff and makeup covering my swollen eyes. Amy is dressed in a black dress, while Josh is in a tux. Dahvie wears a dressy shirt and pants, his hair styled naturally, his face bare of his normal makeup. 

I dressed Ember in a little dress, and god, did she look beautiful. (picture on side)

"Are we ready to go?" I ask

"I guess," Amy sighs, before we load up into Burnt Marshmallow and head to the church. 

"Today is the worst day of my life," I mumble

When we arrive to the church, fans are respectively holding signs, reading "WE MISS YOU ECSTACY!" and "WE LOVE YOU." We smile at them as we walk inside the church, seeing all of Ecstacy's family and mine family. Amy's and Josh's family approach us first, giving us condolences and sympathy. 

I walk up to Ecstacy's adoptive parents, Kelly turning to see me, tears falling from eyes, "Oh Jayy," 

I try to not cry, hugging her, "I'm so sorry," 

"I just can't believe the baby we raised is gone," Kelly sighs, wiping her tears 

"Would you like to meet Ember?" I ask

They nod, and I make Dahvie bring me her, giving the tiny baby to Kelly. Kelly and David coo over Ember as I take my seat, waiting for the terrible day to begin. 

"My name is Jayy. Ecstacy Hampton was the great star-crossed love of of my life. I met her at Hot Topic, and from there, I was head-over-heels in love with her. She told me her story, I told her mine. I helped her find her real parents, and even her brother, my best friend," I smile, a tear falling from my eye, "Esctacy became the light of my life. She gave me hope of a better tomorrow. And god, do I wish she was still here. She deserved more amounts of days than she got. I want her back so much," I choke, "I love her with all my heart, and I love our daughter even more. Our daughter is all I have left of her beauty, and her heart. Ember is the epitomy of our love. Our star-crossed love. Ecstacy, I love you. And I always will. We'll meet again," I then break into a puddle of tears. 

We were moved to a cemetary, where I see her coffin sitting, a pile of roses resting on top. She lay under that block of wood, and I watched as the coffin moved into the ground, sobs surrounding me.

All I saw was the coffin disappearing into the dirt.

Goodbye, Ecstacy.