I Lost you (H.S Vampire)

Chapter 25:

Chapter 25:

(Ellie's POV)

*Flashback*

It was my mother's funeral and when they called on me to say some words, the speech in my hand suddenly became pointless, leaving the card of writing on the chair walking up to the podium, being watches by many, I knew exactly what to say: my mother's favorite poem.

"Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft star that shines at night. So do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there; I did not die" I spoke, with each word I said I cried another tear. I looked over at the many people who were crying and in mourning due to the death of my mum. And it was then when I felt this feeling, a feeling of becoming lost.

I felt my husband's presence as he entered the room and his emotion caught my eye and in that moment I felt overjoyed to see him. I needed him more than ever but when he went away to a gathering a week ago and was mean't to return in a couple of days, I had truly begun to miss him. I took in a deep breath so overwhelmed by everything that was going off, I held onto the podium to keep my standing. I looked over at my mother who was being prepared to be turned to ash. 

"You will be missed and never forgotten. You will be loved now you are lost. You will be in peace now you are gone" I said feeling my heart break, I never wanted to say goodbye to my mum and never wanted to feel this pain again. 

*Flashback over*

"No no no no no" I said rushing to my son's aid. He was on the floor, unconscious and not breathing. I checked his pulse but I felt nothing, no bump or movement. All I could feel was his skin cold to touch. 

"Mummy" I heard his voice say from behind me. I turned around nearly giving myself wip-lash. 

"Oh my god" I commented covering my mouth with my hand to try and hide the fact that I was dying inside. He had his hands behind his back as if he was trying to be cheeky as he usually did and he looked like his usual self, but he wasn't his usual self, he was dead.

"Come here baby" I said getting up and running towards him to pick him up so he couldn't see himself on the floor. 

"Where's daddy?" He asked as innocent as ever. This mean't he hasn't been to see him yet.

"You'll see him real soon okay? Who did this to you?" I asked stroking his brunette hair away from his face. He played with his hands as I kissed his forehead. He shrugged his shoulders not telling me.

"You can tell me you know." I said trying to get it out of him

"I don't know" he said looking into my eyes, lightly pulling on my hair as if he were playing with it.

"Okay honey, you'll be seeing grandma real soon alright? But not for too long because mummy and daddy are you going to bring you back. " I explained trying to comfort him as I started to feel him fade away from me. I stroked his forehead not wanting to let him go but I knew my mum would take care of him on the other side.

"kay" He commented not taking in the seriousness of his situation

"How much does mummy love you?" I asked saying our little thing. He stuck one hand out, his hand vertical.

"This much because it goes round and round" he answered giggling as I watched him go.

"And round and round forever" I carried on with him until he completely went. I placed my hands on my face as I begun to let out all of my emotions. The pain that was filling my heart like I was being stabbed over and over again. I turned around to his body and knelt over him as I cried harder taking his small hand in both of mine. Why would anyone do this? Who would have done this? And to a child? He was an innocent boy who hadn't done anything wrong. Everyone loved him. The witches took care of him and the wolves doted on him. The vampires avoided him knowing that they had no leg to stand on against us. So what kind of monster could do this to a 2 year old? I sat here like this for a good hour thinking and crying about Lucca. Trying spontaneous spells trying to bring him back but nothing was working. I heard an out of breath Jake run to where we were. I looked up and saw him stop in shock at what he saw. He slowly walked up to us as I looked by down at our son chanting spells.

"qui ceciderant resurrecturos sanguinem sanguini . sanguinem sanguini resurrectionem mortuorum." I repeated whispering as I focused. 

"Ellie stop." I heard him say but I ignored him and carried on repeating my chant, channeling the power from the earth creating a gusts of winds as I did this. 

"Ellie" He shouted trying to gain my attention but we both knew that my complete focus was on Lucca. 

"Ellie!" Jake shouted trying to get through the wind. 

"Ellie, listen to Jake. Stop for Lucca's sake." I heard my father's voice tell me as I felt someone touch my shoulder. I looked over my shoulder and saw him half smiling but still giving my the look he always used to give me as a child, the look that mean't I needed to let go. Seeing how he looked as if he hadn't aged a day, I realized I wasn't concentrating on my power anymore making the wind die down and so did my view of my dad. I turned to look at Jake who was standing still not knowing what to do, I could see he was just as broken as me and we needed each other right now. I put Lucca's hand back on the ground so I could stand up. I walked straight towards him as we held each other tightly as we cried about the death of our son.