Well guys, here it is the final chapter of Robbie and Me. What can I say? Let me know what you have thought about the story as a whole, robbieanme@yahoo.com Thanks! Look out for me, I will be back with a new story soon. Final hi to all the lads. An massive thanks to Stan for editing it.
The day was here. One of the worst of my life. I awoke in Robbie's arms and he looked down on my face and I felt a tear drop onto my cheek.
"Babes, I am soo soo sorry that you have to go through this. Remember, I am here and I love you," he said, and kissed me hard on the lips.
Jude popped her head around the door and said that she had spoken to everyone that was attending the funeral and invited them back here afterwards. Also, she felt she was close to sorting out financial problems that may have occurred.
"Thanks, Jude," I said, and gave her a half hearted smile. Edward was right on cue as usual and let out his early morning cry for attention.
"It's ok, babes, I will get him," Robbie said.
We sat him on the bed and Robbie changed him whilst I got some clothes out of the wardrobe. I had decided this wasn't going to be one of those awful formal things, smart casual.
Time flew, crying happened all the time, but Robbie was there to prop me up. I was standing up in front of my mum's grave. The people looking down were crying, her friends from work, her distant relations, her mother, my grandmother. Along with some people from my dads side who had come to pay their respect. She had no brothers or sisters. Everyone was dressed in black, as she was put into the ground along side my father.
I stood with the baby in my arms, Robbie's arm about my shoulder. Dan and Kaz were standing close by. Jude was crying. Robbie and Kaz were upset. Dan was strong, as he held Kaz. People came by me to pay their respect and Jude left to open the house up.
The people dressed in black left slowly to rejoin the convoy to our home. I was left standing with Kaz, Dan, and of course, Robbie. Not forgetting Edward, though!
Robbie took my hand and led me away from this place.
The people around my house were talking and generally dealing with it. Edward had been put down for his nap and Robbie was no where to be seen. Of course, I was now in the situation I hated the most, on my own with no distractions. I had time to think. And think, I did. I thought about my birthdays, how my mum was always first into my room and giving me a hug and saying Happy Birthday. About last Christmas, that I had spent with my new family. I was, of course, now crying silently to myself. Letting the tears show the pain I was experiencing as they slipped slowly down. I wiped them out of my eyes, as I headed towards the garden. I looked out into the world that had seen fit to remove me of both of my parents. But as the birds sang, the leaves flew across the ground, I looked at the world that had given me Robbie, Edward, all my friends and my life.
"Come on Phill, you have so much to do with your life. Don't let this keep you down for long. I know this isn't the time, but if you have been worrying about financial things, I have almost finished dealing with everything. Your mums bank has closed the accounts and opened a new one in your name. She also, I don't know if you new, had a slowly maturing life insurance policy. That will take time to process. If I can do anything, tell me," Jude said, as she patted me on the shoulder and left me to my thoughts.
As I walked in, I noticed my mum's mum. We had never really got on, she was far too old fashioned and I didn't agree with her on many things, but I thought I should say hi.
"Hi," I said as I approached the now sixty five year old women.
"Hello Phillip. I don't know what to say. I had never anticipated this. One doesn't expect their child to die before ones self."
"No," I said, leaving it open ended.
Time seemed to grind to a halt as she said, "Well, of course she wouldn't have, if it wasn't for you."
"Excuse me?" I said, as I replayed what she had said in my mind.
"You heard," she replied coldly.
"I think perhaps you should leave," I said.
"She was my daughter."
"SHE was my mother!" I bellowed back.
"I want to know what will happen with the financial assets."
"YOU WHAT?" I shouted. Everything seemed to grind to a halt, as people turned to stare over at us.
"I don't believe you should get you're hands on a penny."
"Get out!"
Robbie came running up behind me and slipped his arms around me as he whispered to me, "What's going on?"
"She was just leaving."
"No I wasn't," The arrogant 'women argued.
"Jude," I said quietly.
"Yes, Hun," she replied, stepping up. ] "Would you help my grandmother find her coat, please?" I asked, and turned on my heal, closely followed by Robbie.
"Queers!" she shouted at the top of her voice. The already quiet room was dead silent now, with no one moving a muscle. The tension was thick.
"What about it? I wouldn't pay all the money on the world to change me. I am happy. You are a sad, lonely women that isn't content with living a fucked up life, and is going to try and ruin others. Just leave me alone, I have never liked you. That has never been a secret. But, I was prepared to be civil. Just get out of our home," I shouted back at her, as Robbie slipped an arm around me. She didn't say a word as she picked up her coat and left. Things returned to a degree of normality, as people picked up on old conversations. People left in spits and spurts, with the last leaving at about seven o'clock.
Everyone had insisted on a hold of the baby and offered their condolences and help if required.
Robbie and I spent the evening talking about things in general, talking to Edward and things like that.
The next day, I plucked up the courage to deal with mum's personal effects, as I moved through the room, looking through Photos, keeping some and losing the rest. The week seemed to crawl by as I cried at regular intervals.
A month or so passed, as I came to grips with life without mum.
One day that following month later, I woke up feeling different, feeling confident again. Feeling good. I had grieved enough. I had the rest of my life ahead. I did one of the most selfish things in my life, I let go. I had dealt with it. Life was good.
"Good morning, babes," I cried, as I jumped on him early on that Saturday morning.
"Wwwha?" he stumbled, as he pushed the sleep out of his eyes. Try as he could, it did nothing. I pressed my lips to his and ground my cock into his.
"I love you," I said.
"Babes, I think we need some time together," he said, nodding at the baby.
"I know. Know what I want to do today?"
"What's that?"
"I want to go shopping."
"For what?"
"A family car."
"KEWL!" he said.
We jumped out of bed, I looked down at Edward and he was still sleeping, so Robbie and I took the advantage of showering together.
Everyone was up, by the time I was dressed. With Robbie doing Ed up, Tim and Jude were having breakfast.
I ran out to mums 4x4 and revved it up. It hadn't been touched for over a month. As I flogged the engine, Robbie strapped Edward into the baby chair and climbed in the front as Jude and Tim squeezed in the back.
The sun was shinning as we drove down the country lane together, towards the Jag garage. The sun glistening off the windows. I slipped the car into fourth. As we pulled out of a junction, Dan and Kaz came up behind us and followed. Robbie leaned forward and clicked the radio on just as Affirmation by Savage Garden started. We wound down the windows and drove on towards the sun....