Owen's POV
I had one of the best days of my life yesterday. Ocean and River are probably the most cutest thing on this planet. Olivia too. She was a beauty. Yesterday, I caught a glimpse of her broken soul that she tried to hide. I have to say she is a strong woman. Making her even more beautiful. I wish I could just hold her and shoo all her demons away. But I really meant what I said yesterday. I would stand right beside her while she fights her demons.
I sighed as I stood in front of my father's room. I slowly knocked and entered when I heard a faint come in. My father was standing in front of his window, staring outside.
"I hope you realize that what you did was disrespectful Owen." I looked down and gulped.
"Y-yes" shit why did I stutter?!?! Stupid man!!! You must be thinking why a fully grown man is scared of his father. Long story short. While most children feared the monsters under their bed or inside their closet. I was scared of my father. Yes, he used to abuse me. He was scarier than all the ghosts I ever heard about. Yes. He stopped abusing me. But... The fear stayed back.
"Why would you do that boy?!?!?" he screamed.
"I'm sorry, I- I couldn't just stand there while her parents disrespected Ocean and River," I said as I looked down. I hate being so weak... I wish that he didn't scare me anymore.
"You stupid boy!!! What about the fact that you disrespected me!!" he screamed into my face. I just stared down. It's going to be a long day.....
(The one written in In Italics is her flashback)
Olivia's POV
I woke up and sighed. I have to talk about him today. It's going to be alright.
After washing up and having breakfast. I took the twins to the park. Then we went to the graveyard.
River and Ocean looked at me confused. I just gave them a sad smile. I took the picnic basket and mat and walked to his grave with the twins. Yes. I said it. Picnic basket.
I remember him bringing a picnic basket with me when we went to my grandma's grave. Saying that she would love it if we would eat with her. Idk how that made sense.
"Livi. I think this is the best way to make their soul happy. Eating with them. Even if they are 6 feet underneath. So that they wouldn't feel lonely. If I was dead, I would want you to come to my gravestone with a Picnic basket and sit beside my grave and have a picnic while you talked to me. And my soul would be there hugging you while u talked." he said as he gave me a slice of bread with strawberry jam spread on it.
I sat down on the mat, the twins following my lead. I opened the basket and handed them a peanut butter sandwich helping myself with one too.
"Mommy, why are we here? It looks sad...." Ocean pouted while I sighed.
"We are here to meet dada and mommy is going to talk to you about him."
"Where is he? I can't find him" she frowned looking around.
"Dada is up in the clouds where the unicorns live.''
"I wanna go there too!!!" Ocean squealed while I looked down a tear escaping down my cheeks.
"When you get really old you will go there and meet dada." River said. I looked at him, shocked. He is a child how... Are you seeing this love? You made a genius.
I took out my scrapbook. It had pictures of us together. All our moments.
Ï turned the first page showing it to the twins. It was a picture of him and me during our Winter Formals. I was wearing that purple gown he bought me while he wore the black suit with a purple tie that I bought. Yes, we bought the outfit for each other.
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MY Yellow
General FictionYELLOW is the person who you are living for. the person who saved your life and the reason for your happiness. "I dream slowly so that missing you doesn't come "(-perry poetry) Being a mother of two lovely sunshines is something any woman would wi...