There's no remedy for memory, your face is like a melody, it won't leave my head. Your soul is haunting me and telling me that everything is fine, but I wish I was dead.
-Lana Del Rey
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Katherine's P.O.V.Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Black bodies swingin' in the Southern breeze
Strange fruit hangin' from the poplar treesPastoral scene of the gallant South
The bulgin' eyes and the twisted mouth
Scent of magnolias sweet and fresh
Then the sudden smell of burnin' fleshHere is a fruit for the crows to pluck
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck
For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop
Here is a strange and bitter cropTears rolled down my eyes as I listened to Billie Holiday sing.
"Crying over it won't make him come back," the maid, Madeline said.
"You wouldn't understand Madeline, unless you've been in love. We've been through so much together, he was my mate," I said my voice cracking along with my heart.
"Time heals all wounds. You and King Benjamin will be perfect together," she said, trying to comfort me.
"I don't want him! I don't love him. My body, my mind,my soul, my reason to live was all for Roman. Now that he's gone, I don't see any reason for being here. Life is meaningless and I'll never be happy," I said looking out the window , watching his burnt body swing in the wind.
Ben kept it there, using it as a warning for the people.
"You speak crazy talk, Katherine. Things will be better for you," she said.
"I don't want to be here for when things do. I wish I was dead," I said, tears strolling down my face.
"Stop talking like that Katherine or I'll tell the king and you know he won't be happy!", Madeline said.
"Tell him! Go tell him! I don't care anymore, he can't do anything. He can't take anything away from me. He already took the most important thing to me!", I said.
She rushed out the room, tears streaming down her face.
I shook my head. Why the fuck was she crying. I lost my baby and my fiance in a matter of a few days. I picked up one of my old ultrasound photos.
I felt so lost and so empty on the inside. I felt like a heavy rock was on my chest and it wouldn't let up. I felt like I was sinking and sinking further into depression.
Why live life if it isn't a quality one? Why be here if I'm not happy?
"Mommy!", I heard. I turned and saw Roman holding a baby in his arms.
I felt my heart stop. I walked further to the window, my heart accelerating.
"Roman is that you?", I asked. I opened up the window, climbing onto the roof.
A smile graced my features looking at how happy Roman was with our little baby. He was so big. How had he grown so fast?
Looking at them play, I realized this is how life should have been, but it could still happen. I could be reunited with them.
"I want to hold him!", I told Roman, stepping closer to the edge. I reached my hands out, but they went through his body.
I saw a pout take over our baby boy's features.
"Don't pout, Mommy's coming soon," I said, tears running down my eyes.
I took a deep breath, my toes hanging off the edge.
"Queen Katherine! Get off there!", Madeline said, spooking me.
I fell off the roof and my body fell to the ground. Pain coursed through out my body.
"Mommy's home," I smiled, looking into the bright light.
"Oh Katherine what have you done!", I heard Ben cry.
I felt my soul slip out of my body. I looked down at my surroundings. I saw Ben holding my soulless body as he cried, miserably.
"Katherine," I heard a voice whisper. I saw Roman standing with our son and the rest of my family. My mom and my dad! My whole village, I hadn't seen them in so long!
He held his hand out to mine and I grabbed it, an everlasting smile on my face.
'This is where I belonged,' I thought as we walked in a pure white gold tunnel.
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There will be no sequel this is it guys.It was a great experience writing this book and I want to thank you guys for taking time out of your day to read it. Love you guys!
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