Wrestling With Love

Chapter Forty One;; Everything I Wanted

**Trigger warning for this chapter!! Please know it contains sensitive topics and themes such as suicide**

11 days later
*Bexley's point of view*

(Bexley dreaming) I reached into the cooler and pulled out an ice cold water bottle. Before taking a sip of the water, I pushed the lid of the cooler back down, closing it and I quickly would became distracted by the beautiful scenery around me. The sky was the perfect baby blue and the sun was shining bright over the crowded beach as I heard people talking, children playing, and birds singing in the distance. All of a sudden, I was startled by the feeling of someone wrapping their arms around me from behind.

"Penta," I spoke his name with a smile as he squeezed me and gave me a kiss on my cheek.

"I got thirsty too," he explained in my ear, moving his kisses down to my neck.

Still smiling, I turned towards him and wondered, "Oh really?"

"Mmhmm," he replied, placing his hand under my chin and pushing my face up to his until our lips met for a quick peck.

"I got some water for you right here," I said with a very flirty tone. We then both let out a small laugh before locking lips again, this time for a bit longer.

"Mommy, mommy!" I heard the sweetest words and voice shout, causing Penta and I to pull away from each other and immediately look at the young child, sitting in the sand, to our right.

"Yes, my love?" I quickly responded to the little boy who called me mommy.

"Come look!" he excitedly requested.

"Was is it?" I sweetly wondered as I approached the boy, walking hand in hand with Penta.

"A sand castle, mommy" the boy announced, as Penta and I squatted down, beside the adorable little boy who couldn't have been any older than three.

"Oh my god, it looks so good, Sergio!" I complimented.

"Papi, helped me," Sergio admitted.

"Oh, did he?" I enticed, looking up at Penta.

"Si," Penta agreed, nodding and smiling.

"My boys are too cute," I claimed as I took another look at the impressive sand castle.

"Can we go play in the water now?" Sergio wondered, placing a hand on my shoulder and slightly shaking it.

I couldn't help smiling at my son's enthusiasm as his dad offered, "I will take him." I responded by nodding as he gave me a quick kiss before standing up and walking down to the water with Sergio.

I then sat down on a towel we had lied down on top of the sand and watched what I would describe as the cutest sight ever; Penta picked up our son and begin stepping into the water. With each step he took the water deepened around them. Eventually he  would become content with his distance in the water as his steps ceased and he begin playing with Sergio. I watched as he tossed our son up in the air and caught him a couple of times, followed by him spinning him around in his arms. I couldn't hear them, but I just knew the were both laughing and Sergio was screaming joyfully.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, the sun dimmed and the sky darkened; I quickly stood up, looking up at the sky and then around the beach, that was once crowded, but now eerily empty. Confused, I turned my attention back towards the water where Penta and Sergio were. I immediately screamed in terror at the sight of a big wave that must have been at least 20 feet, heading straight for Penta and my son.