Chapter 47 - Dark memories

10 1 26
                                    

A/N - before we begin i am terrible at maths and ages and all that stuff so i haven't specified much about ages and dates

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

A/N - before we begin i am terrible at maths and ages and all that stuff so i haven't specified much about ages and dates.i have tried my hardest with the maths part of it but if there's any inconsistencies i am so sorry.

                                   ✧༺♥༻∞

'To lose a child is to lose a piece of yourself' - Dr burton grebin

Brans pov
July the 10th

Mom weeps beside me as Richard hugs her close to him. All I can do is stand beside her and stare down at the grave with dry eyes. I can't cry, not with my father next to me. I have to be strong next to him.

"Happy birthday baby girl" Mom whispers, her voice cracking as she lays the bouquet of Juliet-roses atop of her perfectly clean grave. It's actually quite clean compared to how old it is but mom pays people to take care of it.

"Will this take much longer? Maria '' Father scoffs bored, checking his watch clearly not interested in what we are doing.

"If you don't want to mourn eden then you just go back home, me and mother will catch up later" i snap staring at him angrily.

Instead of responding he just rolls his eyes and heads back to the car leaving me, mom and Richard alone.

Father doesn't get to mourn her, he treated her like shit while she was alive. I've forgotten much of what happened the week leading up to her death. I guess it was all so traumatic on my little ten year old brain that it decided to lock it up and not let me relive it.

But the therapy has unlocked that cage and allowed the memories to come spilling out.

Brans pov
10 years old

I don't understand what's happening. Whys mommy crying, what's wrong with her eye why is it all black

"Mom we need to get out of here, me you and brandon can leave go to spain grandma wont let him anywhere near us" Eden whispers in a hushed voice

"I can't Mi querida i love him" mom says her voice broken. I swing my legs as I watch them. I want to go back to watching television. I'm bored.

"Mom you Don't. You can't love him when he does stuff like this to you" Eden says pointing at mommy's hurt eye.

"It was an accident" mom whispers playing with her hands refusing to meet Edens eye

"Was it mom? He does it too much for it to be an accident" She yells quietly'' I grew up watching him do that shit to you. I don't want brandon growing up seeing what i did"

"It was my fault really" mommy sighs tears falling from her eyes

"Mom, you spilled some wine In front of his friends, that's nothing. He cant treat you like this" Eden whispers sympathetically, getting on her knees in front of mom who is now sitting in a chair.

Deepest DesiresWhere stories live. Discover now