Thou Shall Not Fall

Chapter 26

Harry’s P.O.V.

I opened the door to the guest room and slid in quickly. I shut the door quietly behind me. I turned towards the bed to see Samantha was still sound asleep, as peaceful as ever. Her wild curly hair fanned out on the pillow and her face as soft as a baby’s. I walked over to where she laid and sat down next to her, running my thumb across her cheek.

Is this love? Is this what it feels like?

It’s not like I would know. The feelings I have for Samantha are completely foreign to me.  And now we’re apparently destined for one another? Poor girl never stood a chance, being my life mate. All I am is trouble, and now Micah is going to try and kill her because of me. He must’ve known all along, maybe that’s why he wants to take her from me. He knows that my life mate is all I have left. The only shred of humanity I have left resides in her, and he’s going to take that from me…

"My poor baby…" A familiar soft voice sighed behind me.

I felt the hairs on my arms and neck stand up. Everything stopped and for the first time in a hundred years I actually felt sweaty. I knew that voice…

I turned around slowly and stood up from the bed. Staring at the woman in front of the door like I was dreaming. I mean…I must be…

"M-mum?" I stuttered.

Her skin was pale, her long black dress going to her ankles. Her hair in a tight bun, and a thick yellow line around her neck. Her eyes were lifeless with no color in them, and her lips as pale as ice. “It…It can’t be…" I said gobsmacked.

She took small steps towards me and nodded. “It is, love." She smiled.

She stood in front of me now, her hand reaching up and resting on my cheek. Her body was as cold as mine, but I’d never thought I’d be able to feel her like this again. I grabbed her hand and held it to my face. Closing my eyes to let this sink in.

My Mum was here.

I felt the tears slide down my face and turned my back on her. Not wanting my Mother to see the true monster I’ve become.

"How’re you here?" I chocked.

"That doesn’t matter love. What matters is I’m here to help you. My poor boy…you’re so confused." 

I turned back around to face her and tilted my head. “What do you mean?"

She shook her head and looked at the bed where Samantha was still asleep. She looked at her in disgust. “Star filled your head with lies Harry. That girl is not your life mate. Life mates do not exist."

"B-but she said…"

She shook her head once again. “You’re being naive my sweet boy. You want so badly to be what you were before, to be the person you were when you were human. You may not want to admit it, but it’s the truth. You can’t love Harry. You have to have a soul to love. And she will never love you…"

I felt my lip quiver and I strode towards her. Grabbing her hands in mine. “Don’t say that! Not you!"

"What do you want me to say?" She asked. “Would you rather me lie to you? Tell you that you’re still that good religious boy from our small village back home? You’re not. You’re a monster." She looked back at Samantha and sighed. “And she can never love you if she fears you…"

I dropped her hands and stepped back. I bit my lip and rubbed my hands across my face. “I don’t wanna be like this anymore." I sobbed. “I don’t wanna be bad Mum…I don’t wanna hurt people…I don’t wanna hurt her…"