Chapter Ten
Olivia tossed and turned. She kept dreaming of Peter's funeral. She felt awful that she had run out of it crying and didn't go beck for the burial. She needed to go see him.
Her eyes opened. She stared at the ceiling. It was making shapes in the darkness. She knew she shouldn't go now. But she needed to see him.
Getting dressed quicker than usual she ran out of the door and to her car. Half an hour later of debating weather it was a good idea or not to go now she arrived at the graveyard.
Slamming the door shut she trudged along the grass. She could smell that there was going to be a storm. The usually cold night air was warm and thick. She reached the spot that she was looking for. The grave that bore his name.
R.I.P Peter Bishop beloved son and husband. May he rest in Gods peace forever. She read that over and over. She fell to her knees.
"Peter, what am I going to do?" Olivia said talking to the gravestone like it was going to come to life and answer her. She gazed at it and saw something at the bottom.
I will always love you Olivia Bishop… as she read that she started sobbing. Why was that there? Why did they write it on here? She rested against the stone that marked where he lay.
Breathing deeply she relaxed a little. Feeling close to him. She looked up at the sky. Black clouds were forming over the early morning sunlight. It was going to be another miserable day.
She had so many questions in her head. And there was no answer and there would never be one. Why was her life so damn hard? All she had wanted was a nice family and a nice life… but that was all ripped away from her.
She started weeping. She stood up and kicked the tree next to Peter's grave. " MY LIFE IS NOT WORTH LIVING! THE ONLY THING THAT I LIVED FOR WAS PETER AND HE'S DEAD! WHAT THE HELL DID I DO? WHY DID HE HAVE TO DIE? IT COULD HAVE BEEN ANYONE IN THAT PLACE… BUT NOOOOO IT WAS HIM! BLOODY HELL! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DID I DO?" she screamed at the sky.
Kicking the tree multiple times before she stared to walk across the mushy grass towards her car. She patted her self looking for the keys. " where are you? Bloody hell, its about to rain and I've lost my freaking keys! Great!" Olivia yelled frustrated. Kicking the side of the car and leaving a dent she started walking.
There were things running through her head. She realised why she liked driving. She didn't have to think. But now that she was walking there was nothing else to do… she was still angry but memories of Peter were seeping back into her mind.
The sky was completely covered in black clouds. There was a flash of lightning and clash of thunder across the sky's and the heavens opened. The blobs falling fast and heavy. Splashing to the ground and creating puddles almost instantly.
" OH GREAT!" Olivia shouted " THAT'S ALL I NEED…"
Sighing she continued walking down the road. With every step she became more and more depressed and even more alone. She didn't know how long it would take her to walk home and she was starting to regret the decision.
As she thought to herself about all the people she had lost in her life. Her father. Had left and she got dumped with a step dad who had beaten her and her mother. Then her mother so she was alone with her sister. Then her sister had got married and had a child and moved. Then she had met Peter and fallen in love and she thought that her life would be perfect and happy like her sister's. but no… in her line of work everything was at stake. Even her happiness.
She remembered when she had wanted a child. Even her and Peter had been talking about it the day before his death. She remembered the night on the hill and how happy she had been. How brilliant it had felt. If she could go back she would cherish that moment for a little longer. She had never thought that she would lose him. Never thought that she would be alone again. Never… never…
As these thoughts scrambled her brain she cried. She started to run. Sprint as fast as she could. She didn't want to be alone anymore. She had NOTIHING to live for anymore. NOONE to care for and no one to care for her. She was COMPLETELY alone in the big bad world and she was scared. Scared of everything. Scared of life and its problems.
Olivia ran, the feeling that she had just felt were running off her just like the rain that was now a downpour soaking her to the bone. She didn't care, she knew, she knew that this was it, the end for her.
Fumbling at her door with the keys, dripping she slumped herself on to the floor. Sobbing. She shook her head. The end. She moved into her bedroom, removing her shoes in the process. She crawled into bed and opened the draw. There in the draw lay a 9" Glock pistol. She stared at it for a while. Before picking it up, turning off the safety and cocking it.
Her blood was rushing, she could hear her heart beating in her ears, the loud pumping of her life, she breathed in and out slowly. Closing her eyes. She gently squeezed the trigger. And that was it. Over, done finished.
As she fell back wards onto her pillows she felt as if she were flying. Her body felt free. Finally at peace. Letting herself float upwards peacefully. She felt happiness taking over as the bright light above her sparkled.
Filled with joy she opened her eyes she was standing on a fluffy lightly grey coloured sky. In front of her stood two gleaming gates. She smiled, she knew where she was.
In front of her a figure emerged. She recognised him immediately.
"Peter?" Olivia whelped
"Yes, Olive, Its me." Peter sighed
His eyes sparkled even more now. They shone with the power of the sun and the moon. Smile almost burnt into his face as he rushed to her side and swept her off her feet into an embrace.
She felt the warmth that she knew she had longed for, for so very long now. She finally felt complete.
The pearly gates swung open.
"I've been waiting Olivia, for you… now we can get our wings… together." Peter whispered taking Olivia's hand and guiding her through the gates. They walked into the mist as it engulfed them.
The two figures walked off, drifting into the mist like ghosts. Finally together, Finally Forever.
THE END
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