Hidden Lovers

Chapter 21

~Rosie's POV~
I didn't remember much after I passed out. I wanted to open my eyes, but I couldn't. I thought of my life up until this point, it was good, until I met Jace. Was this God's punishment for me? For loving Jace? To be stuck in this darkness. That's all it felt like, a suffocating darkness, it's weird. I want to wake up soon, but I don't know if I can get myself to. I can't feel the pain of my face anymore, it's kind of nice. But I had to go back, for the sake of Lydia, mom, dad, Ethan, Jace, and Travis. I close my eyes, forget the darkness, I wanted the light again. I wanted my family.
I blink open my eyes and look around to see that I'm laying on the table with blankets on it. My face hurt and I reached up my hand to feel my face, and felt a bandage. That's why I couldn't see out of my right eye. My head hurt too, that must have been because I fell onto my head. I look around with my left eye, kind of fearful. Did they kill the last cub? Did the mom escape or did Ethan kill it? What was that scream upstairs? So many questions and I couldn't see anyone around, I wonder why. Lydia came downstairs into the log cabin, and I decided to try my voice. "Lydia..?" My voice sounded pretty normal. "Rosie! Your awake," she walks over to me and I could see her tear stained face and her red, puffy eyes from crying. "What happened?" I ask instantly. "The last cub.. It was upstairs.. In the treehouse, so after you hit your head, me, dad, and Ethan ran upstairs and that's where Travis and Mom were. I shot the cub and killed it, but it was too late. The cub had already killed mom while she was trying to protect Travis.." I stare up at the ceiling for awhile, trying to choke back tears. "I-is everyone else okay..? Travis? Ethan? Dad?" I had to make sure everyone else was okay before I asked about how bad my face was. "Mine scrapes and bruises, but we'll all live. It's you, we were all worried about," for some reason, that stopped me dead in my thoughts. "Why?"
"Because, it's right below your eye and it was really bad and then when you hit your head we thought you had a concussion but obviously not," her eyes go from my bandaged eye to the bottom of my scratch. "And it has stitches, dad is saying we may have to go to the city to grab a few supplies, he wants Ethan to stay. Would you be okay to walk with me in a few days?" I sit up and slowly put my feet to the ground, testing my legs. I stand up, wobbly, and take a few steps around the dining room, before deciding to try the stairs. "Where's moms body at?" I ask, choking on tears. "Outside, dad and Ethan were digging a grave..." I nod, not wanting to hear anymore and slowly make my way outside.
I walk over to where I saw Ethan standing and he gasps when he sees me. "Rosie?! Your awake? And walking?" All the anger from earlier gone, I was just his hurt younger sister. "Yes, yes, and yes," I say, half smiling. Dad walks over and I see how badly moms death was on him. I walk over and hug him, letting a few tears fall onto his shirt. "Hey Rosie," he says, quietly. "Hi," I manage to choke out, not wanting to cry. "It's okay to cry Rosie, you don't always have to be strong," he whispers into my ear before going back to digging. I walk over to Ethan and hug him, and surprisingly he hugs me. "Meet me in the woods in a few," he says into my ear, before I step back and start walking towards the cabin again.