Here we are, at the last chapter of this story. I would like to thank each and every one of you, who read, reviewed, favored etc this story. Your support meant truly, the world to me
Disclaimer: Not mine but one day... A girl can dream right? *sigh*
Eleven years later
"I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know…"
"Eric, bring my pencil back now!"
Olivia sighed and turned down the volume of the radio.
"Eric I won't say it again!"
She lifted her head from the preparations of dinner and looked at Elliot who was placing the dishes on the kitchen table. He shrugged and gave her a small smile. Olivia sighed again and emerged from the kitchen.
"What's going on here?"
Both her kids turn their attention at her with similar frustrated expressions.
"He took my pencil!" Zoey said angrily from the spot she was sitting on the floor beside the Christmas tree, with several blank papers spread in front of her.
"I just took one, she has so many." Eric exclaimed innocently from where he stood a few feet away.
"Yeah and I need them all!"
"Okay, okay, stop now both of you. Eric give the pencil back to Zoey and apologize." Olivia said firmly but gently. Eric huffed but walked back to Zoe and gave her the pencil, which she accepted with a frown.
"Sorry" he mumbled.
"That's nice. So dinner will be ready in a while okay?" Olivia said smiling, and went back into the kitchen, where Elliot was done with the table and had continued preparing the salad, Olivia had left in the middle.
"Everything okay?" he asked lifting his head to look at her.
"For now." She said going closer to him and resting her head on his shoulder. He let out a small laugh and placed a small peck on her soft brown hair. Olivia smiled too but then a sound like something was dropped was heard from the living room and then angry yells.
"You are an idiot! Look what you've done!"
"I didn't do it on purpose! It just dropped!"
"You dropped it on purpose!"
Olivia and Elliot exchanged a look and they both emerged from the kitchen this time.
"Ok, what now?" Elliot said
"He dropped water on my drawing on purpose!" Zoey yelled, now standing upright, her lower lip trembling and her eyes filled with tears.
"I said I didn't do it on purpose!" Eric yelled too.
"Of course you did it on purpose! You are an idiot! I hate you!" Zoe spat.
"I'm not an idiot, don't call me that!" Eric spat back and run out of the living room.
"Zoey, don't call your brother an idiot." Elliot said sternly moving closer.
"Of course you will take his side! And you don't get to tell me what to do! You are not my father!" She almost screamed and run out of the room too.
Elliot stopped dead on his feet at Zoe's comment. Olivia felt her heart sinking. She stepped behind him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"It's fine, it's okay, I understand…"
"Let me talk to her ok?" Olivia said and squeezed his arm as she walked away.
She went and stood outside Zoe's room. She could hear soft sobs from the inside. She took a deep breath, knocked on the door one time and opened.
Zoey was curled on her bed, her face buried in her pillow. Her small frame was shaking with sobs. Olivia went and sat at the edge of the bed beside her. She placed her hand on her daughter's back and rubbed it gently.
"Leave me alone." Came Zoe's muffled voice from where her face was buried in the pillow.
"Honey please, talk to me. Tell me what's wrong." Olivia said softly, still caressing her daughter's back.
After a minute, Zoe's sobs subsided and she turned to look at her mother, still curled on the bed.
"Did my father ever loved me?" she asked, her voice trembling.
Olivia felt her heart sank even deeper, but she knew she had to be honest with her daughter.
"Honey, your father wasn't ready for you. When he found out I was pregnant, he got scared, and went away. But Elliot was there for me from the very first minute, he was your dad from almost the minute I told him I was pregnant. Don't doubt your dad's love, Zoey, because he loves you so very much."
"But he didn't got you pregnant, he is not my father, like he is Eric's. How can he love me the same as him?" Zoe said with sorrow in her voice.
Olivia placed her hand on Zoe's cheek and wiped away some of her tears.
"Biology has nothing to do with love Zoe. Your dad loves you and Eric the same. You have to believe me when I say, that biology does not stand a chance in front of love. You are his little girl and will always be. You said "dada" even before you said "mama". " Olivia said with a smile, and a small smile started forming on Zoe's face. "Although, don't tell him I admitted that." She added and Zoe let out a small laugh, making Olivia smile wider.
"I liked the song that was playing on the radio, before you turned it off. "White Christmas, wasn't it?" Zoe said after some minutes in silence.
Olivia nodded, while she was caressing Zoe's soft brown locks. Even though Eric beside his blue eyes and some other features he had inherited from Elliot, he still looked a lot like her, Zoe was the spitting image of her mother. Every year that passed by, she was looking more and more like Olivia.
"Yes it was. I like that song too."
"You used to sing it to me when I was little." Zoe mumbled
"I did. My mother sang it to me too, when I was little."
"You never met your father, didn't you?" Zoe asked hesitantly. Olivia smiled sadly.
"No honey I didn't."
"You were alone with your mom? You didn't have a dad, like I have Elliot?"
"Yeah baby, my mother raised me alone and it was very difficult for her. That's why I felt so lucky to have Elliot."
"Mom, did you love your mother?"
Olivia looked down to her daughter's big brown eyes, so similar to hers and her mind travelled to her mother and how, unlike she and Zoe looked so alike, she and Serena looked so different.
"Yes Zoey." She said after a small pause. " I loved my mother, and she loved me too, very much."
They got out of the room a few minutes later, and went back to the living room, where Elliot was sitting on the couch with Eric beside him. Once he spotted his sister, he looked at her apologetically.
"I'm sorry I dropped water on your drawing. I didn't mean to." He said quietly.
Zoe smiled and walked at the couch, where she sat between Elliot and Eric.
"It's okay, you didn't do it on purpose. And I'm sorry too. You're not and idiot and I don't hate you." She said and Eric smiled back. She then turned at Elliot. She stared at him for a second and then she threw her arms around him. Elliot looked startled for only a second, before he wrapped his arms around her tightly too.
"I'm so sorry, dad. You have to know, I love you so much." she said, her face buried on the crook of his neck.
"I love you too, honey. So very much." Elliot said, rubbing her back.
Olivia smiled at the sight of dad and daughter hugging.
"Okay dinner is ready. Come on everyone on the table!" she said happily then and everyone stood up and followed her at the kitchen.
Later that night, Olivia was snuggled contently at Elliot's naked broad chest.
"Everything ok with Zoey?" he mumbled, between placing soft kisses on her hair.
"Yes. Look El…"
"Liv shhh. Zoey is my daughter in every way that matters. And that's all."
"Okay." Olivia said quietly.
Elliot hugged her naked body more tightly against his.
"We did goo Liv. We love each other, we have our kids, we are healthy and at the end of the day, that's all that matters."
"True. Well, it took us some time but we got there." Olivia said and Elliot laughed quietly.
"It was worth the waiting, though." He said and looked down at her warm chocolate eyes, the ones he had fell in love with, so many years ago, and now, he was still looking at them and his heart was melting.
"Yes. It was definitely worth the waiting." Olivia said emotion trailing from her voice. She kissed him again softly and then closed her eyes and fell asleep on his lap, thinking of her family. Yes, everything was good.
So here it is, the end of my story... . I want you to forgive me for any grammatical or spelling mistakes, I tried my best, but still I know that there will be some things :P.
I know that I tortured you with the EO love but I'd like to think that it was worth the waiting! Even though in real life a happy ending is not always the case, I truly love giving happy endings at my stories. I think that people should always seek happiness, or at least look at the bright sides of life as much as possible. Me myself, I love that I have the power to give a happy ending at a story, hoping and knowing that it would make readers happy too, it would make them smile.
I wrote this story during a weird and difficult period of my life, and it was a way for me to cope with things. it was my refuge after a difficult day. And it was truly moving for me to know that you people liked it. Every time I read a review, I was smiling so widely!
Stay tuned, because there is another, maybe two other stories on the way... I hope that I will upload during the month!
Sooo for one last time, review, tell me what you thought of the ending, of the story overall, I'd love to hear, from everyone that will read this, if it is possible!
Thank you so very much and I love you all! xoxoxo Kate.