M E M O R I E S ❤

[Livia♥Jared]

M E M O R I E S ❤


by ❤Livia❤

Two normal lovers.
Two lovely daughters.
One true love.
One painful and common heartbreak.

At least, they have special M E M O R I E S





P r o l o g u e

The sun rays peeked through the curtains making Livia grimace. If there's one thing she actually hated, it was to wake up in the morning, no matter what time it was, or how many hours she had slept. She heard footsteps in the hall way running, the noise getting louder and louder, and she quickly realized her room would soon be intruded by laughters and screams. Her sleeping time was over way before its time, but she was used to it.

The door cracked open and not even a second later, she was sitting in her bed, completely awaken as her two daughters jumped around on the mattress, messing up the sheets and covers. She rubbed her eyes and yawned, wishing she could just fall back into the arms of Morpheus but it was useless hopes.

"Mom!" Florence, her oldest, expressed. "I'm hungry!"

"Me too!" her youngest followed, her straight blond hair flying around her gorgeous round face.

They kept on jumping, making Livia smile as she shook her head in despair. When Florence fell back next to her, she grabbed her and started tickling her as the little girl screamed. Fée, her second daughter, jumped on her back, putting her small arms around her neck to save her big sister. Laughters invaded the room as they three of them played for some minutes until the two young girls lied down, exhausted, a smile spread on her thin heart-shaped lips.

"Pancakes?" Livia proposed.

"Yes! I love pancakes!" Florence informed with happiness, throwing her little arms in the air.

"Me too!"

"Good!" Livia laughed some more. "Go downstairs to get the stuff out of the fridge, I'm coming."

She watched the two blond heads run downstairs and lied back down on her side of the bed. The white sheets were still cold against her skin and she ran her palm on her right side. His side of the bed. She was not used to take as much space as she wanted, and she wasn't ready to sleep right in the middle. Something inside of her didn't want to let go. Something wasn't right. Without him, there was something missing, and the nights were the worst moments of the day.

Despite this, she put on a smile in her face and fought the tears coming to her eyes. She had to be strong for Florence and Fée. She couldn't just let her weaknesses show. It was not a pain she could share with her daughters, and they were already hurt enough by this soon-to-be divorce. It was something she had to deal with on her own, no matter how hard it was. She just wanted her kids to be happy... and if she could be happy too in the process, it would be a bonus.

+thanks Shayna for the gorgeous graphics! <33
+thanks Julie for the amazing blends i'll be using! <33
+I'm writing this for me. no one has to review. but if you do, ily<33

+Livia<33
[2010]

[Livia♥Jared]

Chapter 1

Livia's POV







A break-up is never easy, but when you lose your husband, the only man you've ever loved, it doesn't only break your heart, it tears it into millions of pieces. I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have my daughters. I would probably have fallen into depression quickly. He was impossible to forget. Not only would I be linked to him for life and beyond because we had created lives together, but he was also the best person I know.

I tried to put his memory in the back of my head as I prepared food with the persons I loved the most in the world. They started fighting with flour and although I knew It would annoy me to clean later, I joined them, our clothes and skin getting white. It was something he would have gladly started if he had still been living with us.

My heart skipped a beat when the door bell rang, echoing a sweet melody all around the first floor.

He turned his head in my direction as I opened the door, his eyes shining in the morning sun, but his facial expression emotionless. Even though his traits had changed with the years, he still kept this charm he was known for. I put on a facade and crossed my arms on my chest, using my angry face.

"What are you doing here?" I let out meanly. "It's my week."

Actually, what I wanted to tell him deep down was completely different. If I had the guts to, if I wasn't scared to be rejected, I'd tell him how much I still love him, but somehow, I knew he was aware of my feelings, and telling him would just make things worse.

"I know." he sighed, trying to avoid my eyes. "But I promised the girls I'd bring them to the zoo, and this is probably the last warm day of fall."

"That's not an excuse." I informed, bringing my hands on my hips. "You should have asked first. Anyway, they're not ready. We haven't eaten breakfast yet."

Jensen sighed, obviously annoyed by my behavior, and moved his hand in the air.

"Well then I'll wait in the car."

I stared at him for half a minute as he turned around exposing his back and walked slowly down the stairs. The way he moved made me smile and I let my arms fall on each side of me, giving in. Even if he didn't try, he could make me smile, and I didn't know if I should hate or love him for that.

"Don't be stupid." I let out nicely. "You can come inside."

He stopped walking and looked down for a moment before to turn his head to stare at me. Despite myself, I half-smiled to him and he lost his angry face. He got up the stairs and I got in the house, leaving the door open as an invite to follow me. He closed the door and I heard his footsteps behind me making me suddenly nervous. It reminded me the first date we had in high school, and how stressed I was.

"You don't get it, Carrie." I told in the receiver, trying to put on mascara while holding the phone with my shoulder. "He's not just any other guy."

"And he's not Brad Pitt, for god's sake!" my friend almost yelled.

"You're right." I sighed. "He's hotter."

"Calm down, Liv. He's the one who asked you out, which means he likes you." she pointed.

"Okay, that's true." I said, closing my eyes and taking a big breath. "I need to dress up now, I'll call you when I come back."

"You better."

I laughed and hung up before to look at myself in the mirror. After putting on a red dress, I grimaced at my reflection just as the door bell rang, sending a rush of nervousness inside of me.

"It'll have to do."

Taking one last breath, I ran down the stairs. He noticed me and looked up, his green eyes locking with mine. His lips curled in a sexy way and I smiled back. If someone had told me I'd marry him and have his kids, I would have probably screamed and jumped around the room, but at that moment, I was just super concentrated on not looking stupid. The evening was not a success, but it was not a complete fail, and at the end, when we stood close to each other next to my front door under the dark starry sky, I read in his eyes that he had enjoyed the time he spent with me.

"Good night, Livia." he whispered, bending down slowly.

His lips reached mine brushing them softly before to part them and kiss me deeper. My heart skipped many beats at his contact but this kiss made me feel special. It seemed more like a heart attack than a simply spaz. I closed my eyes as millions of shivers moved the hair on my arms and nape, sending a rush of extreme excitement all over my body.

"I'll call you." he promised in a low tone, his forehead stuck on mine.

His perfume made its way to my nose and I inhaled deeply to make sure I would never forget this day.

"DADDY!"

Florence threw herself at him, the large sleeves of her princess dress falling on his back as her little arms surrounded his neck. He laughed and I heard love in his voice. Whenever our daughters were around, he'd go back to the Jensen I knew back then, the one I fell in love with.

Fée jumped on his back and he grabbed her from behind with one hand while the other was holding Florence in front of him.

"I'm attacked!"

"We're princesses and we're going to kill the dragon!"

"Raaww!"

He got up making the girls burst into laughter as he brought them to the living room and threw them on the couch before to tickle them. They laughed more, throwing their legs and arms in the air and rolling over so he couldn't reach them. I watched the scene with a smile, hoping I wouldn't forget it ever. It was things like that that made me realize I was still in love with my soon to be ex-husband.

"You know what?" Jensen asked, looking at me. "I can just bring them to the restaurant before to head for the zoo."

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Please!" Florence yelled immediately to me, her eyebrows raised up waiting for my approval.

"Please mommy!" Fée begged, her hands stuck together.

Jensen bent down and whispered in our oldest's ear. She nodded quickly and smiled to him.

"Daddy says you can come eat with us."

"Traitor." he replied loud enough so I could hear it.

I laughed and bit my bottom lip.

"Alright, fine." I gave in. "Go get dressed and clean your face a little."

The two girls screamed as they ran upstairs. Jensen put his hands in his pockets and walked closer to me. He was standing so close I could smell his perfume. It was the still the same and the same rush I usually felt when I smelled his odor invaded me, reminding me that first date.

"Look, I'm sorry." he apologized. "Next time, I'll call before coming. Let me show you how sorry I am by paying breakfast."

I loved him when he was rude and acted heartless and cold with me... but when he was nice, I was completely in love with him. He was making this divorce way harder than it should be.

+thanks Jess & Julie, ily so much! <33
it means the world to me
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+Livia<33