Superstar's Spotlight: Limelight (18+) [COMPLETED] {unedited}

Chapter 46: The End.

Elliott's POV

I saw red but, I was blacked out. So blacked out I was beating a stranger to a pulp. There was blood everywhere, on me, my hands, my face and all over him.

"What's more important, killing me or letting your wife die alone?" I looked over at her with my hand hovering in the air, his shirt grumbled in my palm as I was back to reality. His gagging gasping words drowning in blood brought me back.

I release him and I could hear his body thud to the ground. My heart was aching but, it only pumped blood filled with rage and fear all over my body. Was she really dying?

Is this how our story ends? Who will tell the kids everything, about how we met, how important love is? She was the story teller, not me. My eyes fogged with tears as I held her in my arms applying pressure to the wound.

"I love you." She gasped placing her hand over mine. "I know but please don't speak." I look up to see others watching us, fear, sadness, shock. Their many faces depicted what I felt inside.

"Don't just stand there! Call for help!" I said angrily as tears fell from my face. "I'm on the phone with them already." A woman speaks stepping forward and I look down at her, my vision blurred with tears.

"Please hold on." I beg and she smiles placing her hand on my cheek, it was warm and wet with her blood. All I could do was lean into it savoring her touch. Was I already accepting losing her even before she was gone?

"You have to remind Aiden and Ellie." I open my eyes as she barely speaks. Her eyes fixed on me, she was silent.

"Gianna?" I cupped her face with both hands. "No baby, please!"

"Gianna!"

"No no no no!" I placed her already going pale face close to mine. "Remind them of what baby?" My question a teary plead to hear her voice. I look down at her, tears flowing like a river. "I love you." I say as a teardrops came from either of her eyes, her pupils going dilated.

"Babe, I love you, please." I pulled her body into a hug. "We just got back, I can't lose you again." I cried onto her. Rocking back and forth I sobbed holding her tight, my heart falling out of my chest  as I did.

"I can't babe, I don't want to-." I felt dead inside as my throat burned, my eyes rained and my soul yearned, yearned for her touch.

Have I not wasted so much time beating that idiot, I could have had more time to talk to her, to save her. Why didn't I drive here tonight?

This is all my fault, we should have stayed home.

Two weeks later...

"We've given you enough time to plan her funeral." Her mother says as she and her husband stand in the doorway of our home office.

"It's in three days." I look up at both of them but stay silent. "Say something." I look away. "We are hurting more than you, this our second and only child." She sobs. "Relax honey, don't get too worked up." Her dad finally says.

I sit with the same memory replaying over and over in my head. The last time I saw her in the house was in here.

I sighed as water dripped on my pants. Why did he take you from me? I selfishly question as I sat in tears.

"Son." Her father says putting a hand on my shoulder and I look up at him. "We know it's been hard but you need to do better for you, the kids, for her." I look up at him.

"I should have left her alone when you told me to." He squeezes my shoulder. "It's not your fault, you loved her, she loved you. You made each other happy."

"I ruined your relationship with her and now she's gone." He shakes his head. "She will never be gone. Always in our hearts and memories."

"I wish I could lose my memories of her again." I cried out and her dad pushes me back in the chair forcing my cry to stop but tears still fell.

"Listen to me boy, quit this now and go get a hair cut, look after your kids because you're scaring them and get a damn suit!" He stares dead in my eyes.

"We all had our differences Elliott, I've lost two children and believe me, it does not get easier." He stands up releasing me. "You still have two, be there like you always were and pray to God that you never have to be me giving this talk." He leaves, he's right but nothing changes with my feelings.

The day of their final goodbyes🕊️

"You don't have to participate but, be there." Mr. Lowe says as he grooms me. "Now I'm not the best at this but." He holds the mirror up. "Not bad for an old man, right?"

I look at myself and my hair looks exactly the way she loved it. "Thanks." His smile drops and I get up to put on a freshly ironed suit.

The Lowe's were with me hand and foot, maybe it was because I was the closest thing they had to a child, or they really just pity me. It didn't matter either way because I felt nothing. My own mother was occupied with our kids.

I felt as though I was the most selfish human alive but, I didn't care. I missed her so badly and there was nothing in this world that could bring her back or stop me from feeling like it was all my fault.

I wanted to know why, I wanted to know who, I wanted to know how I was connected. But I couldn't do anything without her, even if it was for her, I couldn't.

The sun was out as bright as ever, I held our daughter in my hand as Aiden held my hand. He was six years old, old enough to understand that his mother was gone forever but, not old enough to understand why his father will no longer be the father he remembers.

And Ellie, my sweet girl, I'm so glad you understand none of this and you aren't able to feel any pain of loss. I'm just sorry you'll never understand the true love of a mother or father, because I'll never be able to give you that.

"Ma-ma." Ellie says as I hold her and I absolutely lost it, I felt someone take her from my hands as I fell to my knees, both hands by my side as I watch her go under with every piece of me. Aiden held me as I cried, I could not comfort him back, I could not do anything if she's not here.

I lost her and I also lost me.