Different (Sequel to 5V, 5M, 1G, 1D) (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

thanks for not killin' me in my sleep last night, y'all.

songs for this chapter:

stranger than you dreamt it by andrew lloyd webber from the phantom of the opera

everybody wants to rule the world by lorde

gale by the lumineers
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As I stumble through the forest, vines seem to appear, as if the ground was a musical score, and the vines were notes with the word subito written directly beneath them. I trip over a mangled root, and I fall onto my hands and knees, wounds scraping across my flesh and opening up gaps for infection and dirt to crawl inside and fester in. I cry out in physical pain as well as the emotional and mental torment that I feel racing and raging through my mind and my soul. The roots of doubt that were planted in my stomach earlier have just blossumed and flourished until they are beautiful but deadly flowers, ready to poke and prod at my mind until I collapse and give in to the fact that my loves, my men, my vampires, might just be monsters, not men behind the beasts.

And for the countless time that day, I let out tormented sobs that adequately describe the lamenting I feel deep inside my heart.

"Lacy, oh love, what happened? What did you do?" Louis asks, his voice sudden and right beside me. I stiffle my cries, hoping that this man will assume they are from my descent onto the ground.

"Leave me alone," I demand, my throat scratchy and raw from the screaming and shouting and crying that I had done previously. Instead of obeying my orders, Louis calmly picks me up, ignoring my protests and holding me close to him. I can't deny that being near him and touching him isn't relieving. It feels like I have been building up energy and energy that I cannot use, energy that takes more energy to hold in, and as he touches me and carries me, I can feel it being siphoned away, slowly and surely until I am left with the right amount of energy for me.

"We need to get you cleaned up, love. Zayn and I let you wander through the woods for a little while on your own while we watched you. Harry wanted to come along to, but Zayn convinced him to go find an animal or two. God only knows how much he needed it," Louis chatters, trying to fill the silence that I have taken up to using instead of shouting for him to put me down.

"I have a first aid kit from the boat," are the first words out of Zayn's mouth when Louis has finally maneuvered his way out of the forest. The raven haired love of my life sends me a charming smile that is somewhat apologetic when he reaches Louis and myself.

"This may hurt a bit, love. I'm sorry," Zayn says with a grimace as he takes one of my hands forcefully yet firmly and applies antiseptic to it. I try not to wince or flinch, keeping a straight and unemotional face. I hear Louis sigh from above me, and I look to the ground as Zayn finishes tending the wounds on my hands. He checks my knees but discovers there isn't much but tears in them. In a way, they represent my heart. Fractured and torn, but still somewhat whole, not wounded but yet splintered at the same time.

"All done," Zayn murmurs as he puts the pocket sized first aid kit in his jacket. Probably for future reference, I think to myself.

"Harry come back yet?" Louis asks, and I tune him and the other man out, looking out into the ocean instead. A day ago, I was desperate and anxious to get off of that dreadful boat and out of the water. I feel the complete opposite now.

"Is she okay?" Harry's voice snaps me out of my stupor.

"I'm fine," I snap, finally revealing a bit of emotion. "No need to talk about me like I'm not being held against my will right in front of you."

"How are you feeling?" Harry asks me, and I roll my eyes, not giving a damn anymore how I impact him or the others.

"Dandy, considering you all have been lying to me since the day you met me," I retort, a dark chuckle flying into my words.

"I tried to explain this to you before-"

"Bullshit!" I shout, the anger and fire returning to my chest. I struggle against Louis and just grow angrier as he ignores my struggles and holds me more firmly.

"You had so many opportunities to let me know who you were, all of you did! Even when we were reunited at my house, the whole reason why I fled before was because of this, you never even muttered a word about it! You're fucking royalty, and the thought never entered your mind to let me know that little fun fact?!" I scream at Harry but my words are meant for all three men as well as the two that are absent.

"How can I even trust you?" I ask, my voice much quieter but hoarse and filled with tears as the perpetrators fall down my cheeks like waterfalls of sadness and betrayal.

"How can we make it up to you?" Zayn asks, unshed tears glistening in his eyes. I shrug and burrow my head in Louis' shoulder, grabbing onto him and clutching him instead of pushing him away like I had been all day. I feel the energy leaving my body as I sob, crying for my loves, my mother, my hopes, my dreams, everything I had ever lost in my entire life. It is all laid out there in front of me in my head. I have to make a choice, there are two paths for me to go down. One is for me to forgive these boys and prosper on, find my mother, and somehow defeat Edward. The other path is for me to forsake these boys and their apologies, give myself over to Edward, rescue my mother, and save everyone I love as well as everyone on Earth.

The second option has never seemed so appetizing and tantalizing as it sits there right in front of me.

Suddenly, I am brought back to the sharpness of reality by the sound of my mother's voice in my head.

Darling, I don't know how long I am going to have to be able to communicate with you this way. I know you and the others have been able to do this, so I thought I could give it a shot, my mother says to me in my mind, and my eyes fly open as I realize that she is in fact still alive.

Momma! I shout into the void, hoping to every God that I can think of that she answers. Mom, you're okay! Can you hear me?!

Lacy, calm down, she replies, her voice calm but hurried, I need you to listen to me before I run out of time. I am fine, Edward has not hurt me. No matter what you do, no matter who he hurts, you must not give yourself over to him and allow him that satisfaction of success.

But he'll leave you and everyone else alone, I protest. This is the better option.

I will not allow it, my mother, the gentle and humble creature that I have come to know and love over the years of my life, practically growls into my mind. Say you will not give in to that, say you will not turn yourself in to Edward.

Okay, okay, momma, I promise, knowing that my words are true and unbreakable, I love you.

I love you too, my Lacy, my daughter, my life. I am so proud of you and the woman you have become. When all of this is over, you and I will have the lives with deserve with the people we love. I must go. Be strong, my daughter.

Then, as suddenly as my mother's voice had appeared in my mind, it was gone, and all I was left with was myself and an empty void.
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finally, a chapter with lacy's mother. i have been anxious to write this since the very beginning of the sequel. send in your song requests please!

i love you all so much. thank you for the undying support you continue to give me, the few of you left that is.

stay sexy ;)

-mh