My Evil Boy Toy

"Mommy, wake up! Where are you?" A little girl's voice called me.

I frowned and tried to open my eyes slowly. I still felt dizzy, and my vision was still blurry. I could also feel a throbbing pain in my head.

"Sweetie? Is that you?" I asked.

I wasn't sure whose voice was that, but I suddenly heard her sobbing.

"Why are you crying? Where are you?" I shouted.

The girl continued to cry. When I finally opened my eyes, I looked around and saw the vibrant blue sky. I sat up and realized I was in a flower field. But what is this place? The last time I knew, I was being taken away from Jayden because I was stabbed.

I heard the little girl again. I stood up to look around and saw her under the tree. She was crouched down while hugging her legs and her face bowed down on her knees.

I suddenly felt my heart start beating loudly. I frowned and slowly walked towards her. When I got closer to her, I tapped her on the shoulders. She was shaking from crying. She was wearing a white camisole dress, and I noticed she was barefooted.

"Hey, why are you crying?" I asked.

For some reason, I felt something warm in my heart towards her, so I was worried when I heard her crying. The girl tilted her head up to look at me. My eyes widened when I saw myself in her.

"Mommy!" She called, then suddenly jumped into me, hugging me tightly.

I couldn't understand what was happening, but I felt like she was mine. Was it possible that this was a dream? And this girl is???

"Mireya?" I called. My heart was pounding so fast while waiting for her confirmation.

"Yes, mommy. It's me." She answered.

"Oh, my baby!" I murmured, then tears started falling from my eyes.

I held her tight, making sure that she felt how much I loved her. We cried, and I guess she took that from me, a crybaby.

I pushed her gently away to see her face. She looked like me, with her brown hair and ocean blue eyes. I touched her on the cheeks to wipe the tears from her face.

"Sweetie, where are we? What's this place?" I asked.

"Mommy, you know I wanted to see you and daddy. And big brother Caden. I was thrilled when you always talked to me. Your voice always made me stronger, and even though I was fragile, I wanted to live so I could feel your warm embrace." Mireya started telling me what she felt when she was in my womb.

I was happy to hear it from her. I thought my voice couldn't reach her, but I was glad she felt our love for her.

"This is a dream, mommy. Do you remember we were stabbed?" Mireya asked.

I frowned when her eyes became sad. Yes, we were stabbed and were taken to the hospital. If this is a dream, then we're currently unconscious? I looked at her again with confusion.

She took my hand and pulled me into the center of the flower field. It was full of different roses, and I realized that it was on a cliff where you could see the vast ocean and the blue sky.

She took a deep breath and opened her arms wider. Her hair was dancing with the wind; it was peaceful. Looking at her made my heart so calm and light.

"You look like me. I'm glad, and I'm sure daddy will be happy to see a mini-me. He's so excited to see you and Caden, too." I exclaimed.

Her face became sad again then she turned to the sky again. She took a deep breath then looked at me with a serious face.

"Mommy, I tried to be strong. But I guess this is the end for me." She whispered in a trembling voice.

I shook my head and couldn't believe what she had just said. My heart was crushed hearing those words from her.

"What are you saying? Don't joke like that. Daddy and Caden were waiting for both of us. Mireya, I want to see you like this. I want us to spend time together, choosing dresses and playing dress-up games. Then you will do my make-up, and I will fix your hair. Dad wanted to be the first one to hold you. Caden already prepared some gifts for you, and he wanted you to meet Alira. He's your brother's crush and best friend. We are all waiting for you, Mireya, so please don't say that, okay?" I said while trying so hard not to cry.

She smiled, but tears started falling from her eyes.

"Mommy, I wanted to do all that. But it is already too late. I just wanted to see you one last time. Even if this is just your dream, I am happy I met and hugged you, mommy. Can you also hug daddy for me? Tell him and Caden, I love them. And I'm sorry that I have to leave you so early."

"No! No! No! Baby! No! Please!" I begged.

I kneeled then pulled her into my arms, not letting her go. Why did it have to be her? Jayden and I were so happy with the new addition to our family. She was just six weeks old. Why would they take her away from me?

I cried. I am begging for Him to save my child. I don't care what happens to me as long as she is safe. Please???

"Mommy, it's time." She whispered.

I shook my head and embraced her tighter. I couldn't just accept it that easily.

"Mireya, please don't leave mommy. I wanted to be with you. Let's stay here. I won't leave you!" I wailed.

She was crying, but she was stronger than me. She already accepted her fate, while I couldn't let go of her.

"Mommy, I will always be with you. With daddy and Caden. In here. Thank you for loving me. I am happy to leave knowing that." She said while touching my chest, pointing into my heart.

I was shaking, and my heart felt like it was being torn into pieces.

"Oh, my baby??? How could I live without you?"

"You have daddy and big brother. They need you. Be strong, mommy. I love you. I love you so much!" He said with a shaking voice.

I bawled; tears couldn't stop falling. I wanted to die along with her. I wasn't able to protect her. She was too innocent and too young to die. The hardest part was she was with me; she was inside me when it happened. I was too careless. This was all my fault.

"Mommy, don't blame yourself. You did everything for me. I am proud to be your daughter. I love you, mommy." Then she kissed me on the cheeks then on my lips.

I cried my heart out when she started to fade away. I didn't let her go. I couldn't even say anything to her anymore.. She gave me her sweetest smile before she disappeared into thin air.