DEMI'S POV
It's already been almost six months after Alex's death. Today's June 1 and it's 7:35 PM. In three minutes it'll be exactly six months. My mind just can't comprehend it. My family came over earlier today and we all went out to eat at Alex's favorite breakfast place from when she was younger, which was iHop. Wilmer tried to take off work, but they wouldn't let him. He should be home any minute now though.
"Hermosa! I'm home!" Wilmer shouted from downstairs as he opened the front door.
"I'm upstairs!" I shouted from Alex's room. Nothing changed from the last time she was in it, besides us taking the rope and the chair out.
"Why are you in here?" He questioned, even though he knew the answer.
"I miss her.." I whimpered as he came over and cuddled with me on Alex's unmade bed.
"I know you do, babe. We all do." He said, holding me and massaging my scalp.
"What time is it?" I asked quietly.
"It's 7:37, Hermosa." He answered after looking at his phone.
"One more minute.." I whispered. "Should I post something?"
"Only if you want." He told me. I nodded and grabbed my phone and scrolled through the pictures I have of Alex.
@ddlovato: Six months. It's already been six months without you, baby girl. I miss you more than words can describe. I bet you're up there laughing at my crazy driving and my other crazy antics. I love you so much. I hope you're happy up there, baby girl. 😭🙏🏻💖
PS: Say hi to Mimaw for me 💞
"Babe.." I looked up at him after I posted on Instagram.
"Yeah?" He looked me in the eyes.
"Can we sleep in here tonight?" I choked out.
"Of course, Hermosa." He replied.
"With Batman and Ella." I added last minute.
"Batman! Ella!" He called out in his sexy accent. You can hear them running upstairs because of their collars. I chuckled slightly as the tiny, fluffy dogs came in the room. Wilmer helped them up on the bed where they proceeded to lick our faces.
"Remember when we first started dating? How Alex always tried to get in between us because you were stealing me? At least she thought you were." I told Wilmer.
"Of course, I remember." He chuckled.
- FLASHBACK -
Wilmer and I were cuddling on my couch, watching crime shows when my eight year old daughter ran down the stairs and got up on the couch between us.
"She's my Mommy!" She exclaimed.
"I know that." Wilmer chuckled.
"Then why are you cuddling her?" She questioned.
"Because I love her very much." He answered, causing me to blush.
"I love her very much too." She stated as she climbed onto my lap.
"Aww, I love you guys too." I told them both as I held onto Alex.
"Do you love me more?" Alex asked, looking up at me.
"Yes, I do." I laughed as I looked at Wilmer. Alex smiled, feeling satisfied as she snuggled against me.
- FLASHBACK OVER -
"It's hard to believe it was six years ago." I told him.
"Time definitely goes by fast." He replied. I nodded as I gave Batman and Ella belly rubs.
"Does it ever get easier?" I asked him.
"Does what get easier?" He questioned.
"When will I not miss her as much?"
"You're always going to miss her, babe." He answered. "The more time goes on, the more all of this is going to feel normal." He told me sadly.
"So it gets easier?"
"Yes, it gets easier." He kissed the top of my head. Out of no where, my phone started to play Nightingale.
"What the fuck?" I questioned as I turned off my music.
"Maybe that's Alex leaving us a sign that everything is going to be okay." Wilmer suggested. I would like to say that's bullshit, but it actually seems believable. I then turned the song back on.
"You could be right." I smiled a bit at that. "Do you think she's up there talking to Mimaw?"
"I bet she is." Wilmer smiled.
"Alex is our nightingale." I said as I cuddled into Wilmer's side where I ended up falling asleep. Maybe everything will get easier eventually. If it does get easier, there's not going to be a day where I don't think of my baby.