Loving you was a miracle (not a mistake) godric and Eric LS

Months later

Rosa's POV

I think I'm lost. I'm definitely lost. I've been out in the open for about eight months now and I'm lost. I've been living off of peoples money I've been pickpocketing. It wasn't that hard really. But I did feel bad about it though. But I had to get food somehow. I knew Eric and godric would be ashamed of me for doing it. But they would understand, right? I have to eat.

I live in the shadows. I sleep in the shadows. I sleep during the day. And come out at night where there is no one to see me. I am quiet and I don't let anyone see me. At night, I cry. Wanting more then ever to just go home. To them. To mommy. I miss them so much. I only wish I could go home.

Four months later

It's been four months. A year. Since I've seen my family and I miss them so dearly. Sometimes I'm afraid that l forget their faces, what they smelled like, or how their hugs felt. I just really wanted to go home.

I'm forty three now. In the body of a nine year old. I don't like it. I just wanted to be home. Being held by Eric and godric. By mommy and Lizzie and even Stan. That's all I wanted. That's what I wanted for Christmas. But I never got it.

I sighed and walked down the street. I had no idea where I was. I was cold and shivering. And I was hungry. My stomach annoyingly growling at me for some food. I ignored it. Seeing as I can't get any money or food at this time. I'll just have to endure it. I sighed again and rubbed my shoulders. I needed to find a place to sleep. Seeing as it was nearing morning. I smiled sadly at the thought of Eric and godric going to sleep around this time. Oh how I miss you. Oh what I would give to just run into your arms again. I would do anything just to see you again.

I soon saw a dark alley. It was this or nothing. I sighed once more and made my way into the dark alley. I needed a place to hide. So no one would find me. I found a hiding spot alright. It didn't look comfortable though. But I'll get what I can get. I sat down on the hard floor and leaned my head back. I looked at the beautiful sky that was turning color. I smiled softly. "Goodnight godric, Eric. I love you", I whispered softly.

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Isobel's POV

A year. A full year without my sweet darling. My lovely little Rosa. The nights are long and dreary. The walls no longer hold the warmth she held over them. No longer did I hear the sweet sound of her laughter or her giggles. Or the stumbling sound of her feet. Nor did I hear the sound chuckles come from Eric or even godric. No longer did I smell the food for my sweet child. For I only smelt blood. When we all go to rest, I cry myself to sleep. Hoping that one day I will wake up and hear her laughter once more. Instead, I hear crying, and sobbing from Eric's and godrics room. No longer was Eric smug and sarcastic. Most of the time he never leaves his room, only to feed. He hasn't spoke a word to any of us. Only to godric. His face frozen in time. A frown frozen on his lips. His eyes sunken in. A blood tear here and there. If I had a heart, it would be broken. For I am mourning over the loss of my child. My sweet child. My lovely daughter. My everything. Never will I hear her yell 'Mommy!' Ever again. Nor will I hear the lovely sound of her saying 'I love you'. I miss her voice everyday.

I miss her warmth when she hugs me. I miss her love. I miss her laughter. I miss her babbles about everything. I even think Stan misses her as well. He wasn't the old mean and grumpy Stan. He wasn't snarky. He just stares at the walls most of the time. And when asked. He just snarls and growls at them. I really do think she grew on him. Maybe even loved her at one point. She was his human. His tiny little human. Sometimes she would even get him to laugh. To smile.

But now, the past is a cold reminder that she is no longer with us.

I don't see how I can live another hundred years without her. She held so much of my love. Nothing is worse then a mother losing her child. She was taken too soon. She barely lived at all. And leaving those who loved her dearly.

My sweet little child. Forgive me for not being there to save you. Forgive me for not keeping you in my arms. Instead I let you go. I let you go to your early grave. And having to bury was the worst thing I've ever had to do. Especially with no body. How can I feel justice, when there was none. There was no body to bury. Only a sunken boat that took more lives then one. With you in it. My sweet baby girl.

I'm sorry.

I'm so so sorry.

Please forgive mommy.

For one day we will meet again and I will hold you and never let go again. I'll never let you out of my arms. I'll keep you safe again. Even if that's On the other side. I will see you again my child. One day. I promise. I hope.

For I know you are with god. And I do not know if I deserve to be with you and hold you. My job was to protect you and keep you safe. But I failed. I failed at keeping you safe.

For that, I deserve to rot in hells eternal fire.