A/N: Thanks to my old team and to Sherry xx
Chapter 10
I lifted his favorite Wolf Pack football shirtoff the rack. I took off my clothes and tossed them onto the floor before I pulled on his shirt. It drowned my small frame, but I didn't mind. I headed over to the dresser and sprayed the shirt with his favorite cologne. I took a second to close my eyes and enjoy the intense scents of amber and wood.
He had worn this cologne a lot over the years. It reminded me of so many happy days that we had spent together. Likeour wedding day. It had been the happiest day of my life, and if it had been the happiest, then this had to be the worst.
Dry agonizing sobs broke free from my chest as I stumbled over to the bed and crawled ontoEdward's side. I pulled his pillow beside me as I wrapped my arms around it and pretended it was him lying next to me; holding me and telling me that everything would be all right. I could still smell his lingering scent on the pillow, where he had slept just last night. It made me howl that much harder.
I missed him. I wanted him to come home. I didn't want him to leave me.
When the alarm went off, I was still awake. I hadn't been able to sleep at all last night. I headed into the bathroom and did my best to freshen myself up. I put cream around my eyes hoping it would help get rid of the puffiness so no one would know I had spent the entire night crying. I went through to the kitchen and got two bowls and two cups. I set the kid's cereal out and then poured them a glass of OJ before I went to wake them.
I went into Jackson's room first. He was lying star-fished on top of his covers, still asleep. I kneeled down and gently shook him. "Jackson honey, it's time to get up and have breakfast." He moaned and turned away from me. He was just like his father. He hated getting out of bed, too. I had to fight the lump in my throat that formed the moment my thoughts drifted to Edward. That was something I was going to have to work on. I couldn't breakdown every time I thought about him or every time his name was mentioned. "Jackson," I called quietly.
"What?" He snapped.
"It's time to get up and go get breakfast." I helped him sit up. He was struggling to keep his eyes open, the poor soul.
"Mom, are you okay?" He asked when his eyes landed on mine.
"I'm fine honey," I said, forcing a smile. "Go to the kitchen table and get your breakfast while I go and wake Olivia."
"You look as if you have been crying."
I leaned in and kissed his head. "I'm fine," I said before leaving the room.
I went into Olivia's room. She was still wrapped under the covers, probably in the same spot Emily had left her. She was like me; she didn't move much in her sleep, and it didn't take much to wake her up either. "Olivia," I whispered, as I gently stroked her hair. "It's time to wake up sweetheart."
Olivia opened her eyes and looked straight at me. "Is Daddy home yet?" She mumbled.
I shook my head. "Not yet honey." She sighed and folded her arms across her chest. "I know sweetie," I said, before leaning in to kiss her head. "He'll be home when he can." I could see the tears forming in her eyes, and I knew if she started to cry, then I would too. "Why don't you go and eat breakfast. It's almost time for school." She nodded. Olivia loved school. I helped her out the bed and watched her as she made her way through to the kitchen.