Author's Note: Hey guys! This will be the last chapter for this story, I never meant for it to be a super long thing. It's only a mere short story. I would have updated yesterday, but I've been real sick and I can barely get out of bed. Hope everyone had a great Holiday and that all is well, (I don't celebrate). Anyway, read and enjoy, and I'll be posting a new story soon.
"Goodnight Olive." CM Punk said as he tucked the little girl under her rainbow blanket. He then kissed her on her forehead, wishing her nothing but sweet dreams.
"Goodnight daddy." Olive replied in that little soft voice of hers. Punk then got up to leave the room. "Wait daddy!" Olive said, stopping Punk and making him turn around.
"What is it sweetie?" He asked kindly as he sat down on the bed beside her.
"Can you sing me a lullaby?" She begged and Punk laughed.
"Honey, daddy can't sing very well." He told her with a smile. If AJ were here she would do it. She had a beautiful voice. Olive frowned.
"I'm sorry Olive." Punk apologized and patted her head. "Try and get some sleep now." Punk added as he got up to leave again.
"Wait!" Olive yelled. Punk turned around again.
"Do you... love me?" Olive asked quietly as she looked down and played with her hands. AJ always did that when she was nervous too. In that moment, Punk was completely crushed.
"Of course I love you." He told her as he kneeled down beside her and touched the tip of her little nose ever so lightly. "Why?" He added and Olive was quiet for a moment, trying to image the words she was going to say in her head.
"It's just when I was little, like a baby, we weren't together." Olive explained as she knitted her tiny eyebrows together. "I was with grandma and grandpa, and all the other kids had mommies and daddies." She told him honestly. Punk was absolutely appalled, and he knew all the hurt he put his little girl through. He couldn't find the words in his heart to tell Olive why he couldn't raise her.
"Daddy was having a hard time, okay?" He told her the best way he could. "But I'm here now honey, and that's all that matters. I hope you don't hate me." Punk said and little by little his heart was breaking. He knew there would be a possibility of Olive hating him, but he hoped it wasn't true. Olive laughed.
"I could never hate you daddy!" She almost yelled and the straight edge smiled at the young girl.
"Good. Do you forgive me?" He asked.
"Of course." Olive said with a sweet smile.
"Okay, I love you. Now try and get some sleep." Punk said. He then flipped off the lights and exited the room.
Punk wasn't tired, not just yet, so he decided to take a long hot shower. The splashing water relaxed him a lot and soon he was tired. He put on some sweats and crawled into bed. Hopefully he wouldn't dream tonight.
Later that night, CM Punk was awoken by a light tapping on his bare shoulder. His green eyes fluttered open and there stood Olive in front of the bed clutching a teddy bear to her chest. Punk chuckled at her cute bed head.
"Daddy." She whispered as she clutched her teddy bear tighter.
"What?" Punk whispered back.
"I can't go to sleep!" She exclaimed seriously then climbed up in the bed beside Punk. "Hm, your bed is pretty comfy. Can I sleep with you?" She begged sweetly as she batted her long eyelashes. Punk knew he couldn't resist those brown doe eyes he loved so much.
"Sure." He said and Olive giggled in satisfaction as she climbed underneath the blankets and snuggled up to Punk. He watched as she laid beside him and closed her eyes. Punk then slowly wrapped his arm around her in a protective way and it was completely quiet in the master bedroom for a moment. That is, until Olive decided to speak again.
"Daddy?" She asked softly.
"Will you tell me about mommy?" She asked quietly as she glanced up at Punk shyly, and his heartbeat quickened.
"Grandma never told you?" He asked referring to AJ's mom.
"Nope. She told me to ask you." Olive said and Punk nodded then made his way out of the bed.
"Sure, I'll tell you." He replied as he grabbed the framed picture of AJ off the dresser then flipped on the lights. "Here she is." He told Olive as he got back in bed with her. He watched as her brown eyes lit up like shining stars.
"Mommy's pretty." Olive said.
"Yeah she is." Punk agreed. "You know, you look just like her." He told her with a grin.
"Really?" Olive asked.
"You two have the same eyes, same smile, same lips, same everything." Punk said. "She's funny too, just like you, and she loved playing video games and reading comics." He added and Olive giggled.
"She sounds awesome."
"She loved you very much and she couldn't wait to meet you. Mommy even picked out your name." Punk said and his head was overwhelmed with vivid memories. His vision began to blur with tears and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold them in. He did not want to cry in front of Olive though. "And I loved her so much. I loved your mommy more than anyone could ever love a person." He admitted as salty tears swam around in his eyes, then finally the rolled down his cheeks.
"Daddy, don't cry." Olive said as she wiped away Punk's tears and Punk noted that her eyes began to fill with tears too. "I love you." She told him.
"I love you too Olive." CM Punk said as he stopped crying. He was glad Olive came to live with him, and he was content.