7|Hurt

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I rushed toward the private ward to where my family was. I pushed the door open to see my mama, papa, and noel all sitting up looking confused; noel, who once looked nine, now looks about my age; that's creepy, but I still love her anyway, mama and papa look as young as ever I walk up to them slowly

"Mama, Papa"

"Cecelia"

"Yes, it's me."

"W-what happened?"

"How about some lunch we can talk then" They nodded their heads in unison

"Noel, I've missed you so much."

"I missed you too but promise me you won't forget me."

"I promise I love you, Noel."

"I love you too, sissy."

Just as we were about to head to the dining room, Noel collapsed. I screamed for the doctors, but it was too late by the time they got here; my baby sister was now dead. I had the doctors put her in the hospital bed until it was time for her funeral to take place no wonder she said those things; she was saying goodbye like she knew she was going to die. I wish I could have had more time with her, but now it's too late.

I had my warriors show my parents their room. I walked into my room and lay on the bed with my eye closed; tears slowly appeared on my face; all I could do was cry; why me? Why did bad things always have to happen to me? What did Noel do to deserve this? She didn't get to live the life she wanted to live, and now she's gone, but now I know what I need to do in honor of my sister. I'm going to make sure she has the best funeral ever.

I picked up my phone and dialed the flower shop's number, hoping they would come through. "Mystic flower shop, how can I help you."

"I would like a dozen of your orange roses, please."

"And when would you like them by."

"Today, in about an hour, I need them fast."

"Alright, I just need your card info for payment."

After giving him all the needed information, I walked outside and began decorating for my sister's funeral; she would have an orange and black funeral. I hope she's happy I had the warriors help me set up the chair print out flyers with her picture on them; we even put an orange dress on her with orange flowers in her hair after everything was done. The flowers finally came. I put them out next to her orange casket, and soon, everyone started walking in wearing black and orange; the men wearing suits and an orange tie, some girls were wearing a suit and tie the girls were wearing orange dresses.

I stood up in the stadium and grabbed the microphone from one of my warriors. I gently smiled at him, whispering out a thank you.

"We are all here today to say goodbye to my baby sister Noel; she was a kids soul; she had the best laughed, and her eyes would always light up any room she entered, Noel I love you, and you will be missed, I hope they're treating you well up there."

After everyone who wanted to say something talked, everyone grabbed the casket together and took it to where she would be buried. Don't worry, and it's not far; this is where my grandparents were buried.

Once the funeral was over, I knew I needed to be alone. I walked in the woods and walked to my favorite spot, the waterfall; it's so peaceful over here; Noel is the one who found this spot. As I was sitting here remembering all the memories, warrior Gavin came and sat next to me.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Alpha."

"Thank you"

"But after this, you're going to hate me."

Before I could question him, I suddenly felt a prick on my neck, and I felt tired; I closed my eyes, welcoming the darkness.

I open my eye, blinking away the blurriness; as I open my eyes, I'm met with a bright light that immediately makes my head hurt. I look up to see Gavin standing there smirking.

"Why are you doing this"

"Because Noel was my mate, it's your fault she died, and now I'm going to make you suffer."

"She wouldn't want this; please just let me go."

"Say goodbye to your babies."

"NO, WAIT, PLEASE"

But it was too late by the time I said those words; he grabbed me by my hair and threw me across the room. I hit my head on a chair crying in pain; he lifted his foot and started kicking me on my stomach. I held my hand on my stomach, trying to protect my babies as much as I could, but it was useless; his kicks were hard. I could feel my babies moving around; this was not good. I hope someone comes before it's too late. Gavin began punching me repeatedly as he was about to hit my stomach; he suddenly stopped. I looked up to see Blaze beating his face all bloody, but she didn't stop there; she stabbed him where his heart was; she then put her hand in his chest, taking his heart out, you could see the blood dripping from her hand.

Blaze quickly rushed over to me, trying to pick me up, but one problem I wouldn't let her touch me; all I feel right now is fear. I don't want to feel that pain again.

"Cece, look at me. I'm not going to hurt you, okay."

"Promise," I asked, holding out my pinky.

"Promise," she said, intertwining our pinking together."

She lifted me in her arms and ran faster than ever, trying to get me to the pack doctor. I understand her concern. I'm three months pregnant, and I'm not due for another month; the babies could come out premature.

As we got near the hospital, I began feeling like I would pass out, which isn't good. I tried to stay awake, but I failed.

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Blaze's POV

After the funeral, I decided to give her some space. I mean her sister just died, but then after waiting for her for three hours, I knew something was wrong, so I went searching for her. Still, I didn't expect to see her beating and barely hanging on; something in me snapped. I ended up killing Gavin, but I knew I didn't have time to think that. I rushed her to the pack hospital, but she passed out before we got there. I screamed for the doctor to save her.

I sat in the waiting room, hoping she'd survive. I expected the babies were okay as I sat there staring at the door, hoping someone would come out and tell me everything was alright; the doctor walked out.

"Are they okay"

"They are fine; she delivered twin baby's a girl and a boy; she named them Davina Avalon and Damian creed." 

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