Silver {FIN}

{56} The Sky And I {Serge's POV}

4 chapters left of Silver! I think! I forgot now. XD Anyways, thanks for putting me back in the Other and Werewolf charts but I highly doubt I'll stay for long, which is cool with me.  Just comment and vote, do ya thing and have a great day! This is the only chapter I'm doing for Serge so don't be sad, be glad! Also, I'm thinking of doing in Third Person in the next chapters but I don't know. Check out the song the left! This chapter was not edit. 

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After Eddie pushed me out the window, I landed on my back, groaning. I didn’t waste time groaning and moaning about my back when I knew the one person that gave me a headache but made me fall for him more. I rushed out in the front to see my dad, Clayton, and Chase staring at the house with wide eyes. The room that Eddie and his mom were in weren’t on fire anymore.

The whole house, the house I was born in, was burning and I had to watch. i rushed to the front door and grabbed the knob when I was pulled back. I struggled and screamed, reaching for the door. I put all my power trying to get away from his grip but he held me tight.

“Let go off me! I need to save him!” I yelled.

Clayton grabbed my arms as my dad grabbed my waist. “Shh it’s gonna be fine, Serge. We’ll get him,” Clayton cooed.

I shook my head, trying to rip his hands away from me. Then something happened. The roof crumpled into the house as the fire glowed the woods. I heard Eddie screams. They were the worst thing I’ve ever heard in my life. But the thing that broke my heart was watching my house fall into ashes and not hearing his screams anymore. When the house turned black and ashes, I lost it.

“Eddie!” I yelled. I couldn’t stand and watch something leave me.

“Eddie!” I yelled again.

I couldn’t smell his scent. My nose was only picking up ashes and burnt stuff. That only meant one thing. I dropped to my knees, screaming and bawling my eyes out. I thought I would never feel this feeling again. I thought Eddie and I could snuggle and talk about what’s on his mind. I thought Eddie and I could give each other good night kisses and I would see him trying to hide his blush away from me. But now… I couldn’t feel his lips on mine or his eyes glaring at me whenever I sneak a kiss from. I couldn’t feel anything. My chest ached when I took deep breaths, choking on my tears.

“I’m sorry, son. We couldn’t save him,” my dad whispered into my ear. My dad let me put my head on his chest. I grabbed his shirt as we dropped to the floor.

“Yes, we could. Why didn’t you let me go? I would’ve been safe, dad. He’s dead, dad. He’s dead.” I chanted.

Chase covered his mouth with his hand and cried silently. He hugged Clayton and cried on his chest. Chase screamed and there was a few other screams around the woods. A tear dropped from my eyes. I closed my eyes and tried to remember everything about Eddie. To his looks to his voice to his touch. I touched my lips. They were still tingling after Eddie gave me his first kiss. Now it will be my last. The black smoke was still the air but we didn’t care. I didn’t want to check if their body was somehow there or not. I highly doubted they were but my brain was suggesting I should check. I ignored it and pulled away from my dad’s gripped.

I got up, looking at my destroyed house. I blinked a few times when the black smoke got in my eyes. I looked up at the sky and saw birds flying around. There was a saying that Angels would be watching you. I hope they do. I hope Eddie smiles over heaven and tells me he and his mom is okay.

Clayton patted my shoulder. “Hey man, we’re heading out,” he said.

“Where?” I said dully.

He shrugged. I could tell he felt sorry for me. It’s bad enough that I lost my mom, and now Eddie? I wanted to smash, tear, punch, kick everything that was in my sight. Eddie and his mom didn’t deserve this. When Eddie went to get his mom, I smelled something that made my stomach hurt. Literally. It’s either something we ate or a rogue near us. I couldn’t find him until I heard his voice in Eddie’s room. I tried getting in but the door was locked and the door only locks from the inside. I thought I could save him. He was the only person I liked and maybe loved. Even though he tried to tell me that werewolves and Slayers can’t mix, I wouldn’t believe him. It doesn’t matter where we come from, it matters that we are okay with each other.

I felt someone grab my arm so I looked back down and saw Chase staring at me with his black eyes. His eyes were dead and cold. There’s wasn’t much for us since the only person that tried to save us is dead.

Chase tugged me and said, “Let’s go.”

Chase pulled me to the direction that my dad was working to. Out of the woods and into the real world with humans. As we were walking, my thoughts went back to Eddie. His lips smoking a cigarette. His lips turning into a smile and his eyes sparkling whenever he sees me. I rubbed my shoulders and remembered that I didn’t have my blue sweater and gave it to Eddie. At least he had something that remind him of me yet the only thing I remembered of him was printed on my mind.

“I’m sorry,” Chase choked.

“It wasn’t your fault,” I said.

“Yes it was. I could’ve done something but I ran out like a little bitch!” I put my arm around Chase’s shoulders so he wouldn’t do anything rubbish.

“Eddie would've been proud of ya. He isn’t gone, Chase. He’s in the skies watching and smiling over us. He wanted this, and as much we didn’t want him to go, he chose to go.”

Chase looked straight in my eyes. “You loved him, didn’t you?”

I kept my mouth shut. Did I? Sometimes I felt like I only like him but then I felt like I love him. Maybe I do love him but I just don’t know it. There was little time for our feelings to show each other.

“I don’t know.”

But finding out if I love him or not wasn’t on my mind. It was just the sky and I and that mattered the most.