Dᴇᴊᴀ Vᴜ - J.Cᴏʟᴇ

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♡。　＼　　｜　　／。　♡
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♡。　／　　｜　　＼。　♡
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My hand tightly grasped the bottle in my hand, all I could think about was her and the years that began to past.

I then began to realize there was no love left in me, there was nothing for my soul to hold onto after losing the love of my life.

Every day I woke up I could still hear her cries of pain, the pain I had inflicted. I could still hear how she yelled her newly discovered hatred for me.

There was no stopping the tears as they rushed from my eyes, it had been 4 years without her. I began to drink more of the liquid that seemed to pierce down my throat.

I drank the bottle down to the last drop before throwing the glass bottle against the wall shattering it immediately as it collided into the brick wall.

I found myself begin to hate myself more and more as the days passed, I hated the fact that I fucked up. I hurt a beautiful soul, the light at the end of my tunnel, the woman who I wanted to have my kids.

My fist began to punch into the brick wall, anything to get the pain away. I could only see her more and more as my vivid visions began to fade to reality.

Blood poured from my knuckles and I did nothing but slid down the wall sobbing.

"I love you," I said aloud, praying it wouldn't be a figment of my imagination anymore, begging for my words to be heard by her, for her to know they were the truth.

I laid against the wood floors and slowly grabbed for another bottle of alcohol, this was my fourth today, and the way it was looking it wouldn't be my last.

My body began to weaken as I hazily closed my eyes before whimpering her name softly in intervals.

"Diana," I said one last time as darkness began to take hold of my body.

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♡。　＼　　｜　　／。　♡
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♡。　／　　｜　　＼。　♡
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"Baby. Baby." Diana said shaking me gently, making my eyes open with tears brimming the edges of my eyes. I then felt I was holding her tightly around her waist.

I let up my grip and lifted up in bed running my hands through my hair, feeling tears fall from my eyes.

"I'm sorry. What'd I do?" I said knowing I had a dream about the past and probably did something stupid.

"You just started crying and held me tightly and you wouldn't stop whimpering my name lowly." She said concerned about my well-being.

"I'm so s-" I began to state before she shushed me and pulled me into her arms. I began to break down in her arms and she rubbed my back.

"I'm here. I'm always right here." She said beginning to rock me in her arms as I broke down thinking about the past.

She reached over and turned on a dim light, I then wrapped my arms around her hugging her tightly. She hugged me back and said, "What's wrong?"

"You just don't realize how much someone means to you until they're gone," I said as she wiped my eyes, I then leaned in kissing her passionately.

She laid her hands on my cheeks and said "It's me and you against the world. We'll ride together and most likely die together."

She then leaned in kissing me again and I entangled my hands into her thick curls and said "I love you."

"You know I love you." She replied wrapping her hands around my neck.

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My eyes fluttered open as I heard the sounds of the tv playing Home Alone lowly.

I smiled looking overseeing Diana sleeping with Meadow and Adeya sleeping on her chest with reindeer onesies on. All three of them were knocked out and it was such a salubrious thing to see.

My beautiful daughters and breathtaking wife were something I'd never get tired of waking up to.

I cuddled closer toward them and kissed Meadow and Adeya's foreheads, before kissing Diana on the lips. They still sat there asleep and I smiled before slipping out of bed, going towards our closet.

Getting gifts for Diana has always been a task because she wasn't a materialistic person. She'd settle for me kissing her and saying sweet adages.

I pulled out a medium-sized canvas with pictures of us on it, plastered across the canvas. It was damn near every picture we had taken in our relationship and this is something I know she'd like other than candy.

I slowly emerged from the closet sliding on a tee shirt and then saw she was sitting up in bed softly touching her puffy eyes.

"Merry Christmas baby." I said walking over to her, she smiled as I sat on the opposite side of me and said "Merry Christmas blondie."

I leaned in and kissed her, she instantly kissed back and I smiled into this kiss before I felt the babies begin to move on the bed.

We pulled apart and looked at them as they just stared at us in utter confusion, Diana and I began to laugh lowly and I began tickling their stomachs and cheered lowly "Who's ready to have the best Christmas ever?!"

They squealed in response making me laugh and I got up going to get Diana's present. It took no longer than a minute before I was handing Diana the canvas.

"Merry Christmas, baby," I said as she slowly took it from me, removing the red bow around the canvas, letting it fall to the floor.

She covered her mouth that began to curl up into a smile as silent tears began to fall from her eyes.

Examining the canvas more she began to cry harder with little sniffles added before she said "This is beautiful...Thank you so much."

I smiled and wiped her tears with the pad of my thumb and said with a smile "I'm glad you like it."

She then leaned forward and said, "I love it."

A/N: Alrightttt. How'd you guys feel about me giving you guys a pov experience of what happened to Brian when he got alcohol poisoning? Do you feel bad? How do you guys feel about him waking up the way he did? How do you guys feel about Diana calming him down? What about Brian's Christmas present to Diana?

What moment did you believe Brian was broken the most in the book? What about Diana?

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