Dear Rabbit

Chapter 25

A/N: Apologies to everyone for the long wait, university is a very big work load to find time around especially as I run a full time writing/imagine blog on tumblr as well! Nonetheless the chapter is finally here!

Warning: This chapter is verrry sad.

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It was mum's car wrapped around that tree and I stopped before I got to close. My breathing was shaky, my whole body was trembling and I was crying before I'd even reached it. I was so scared. She had to be alright, maybe she was just hurt...maybe she wasn't even there and had gone to get help? People survived car accidents all the time, people had minor accidents and major accidents the cars were always worse off than the people involved...or at least that's what I kept telling myself.

I reached for my phone. "Hello?"

"Stiles...I'm really scared and I...mum's car and..." I started walking towards the car again, I felt safer with Stiles on the other line. I felt like I wasn't about to see something horrifying, I felt like I wasn't surrounded by ominous trees and blinking eyes in the dark. I felt okay. I felt like I could do this.

"Lottie, sweetie, where are you? Where are you?" I'd never heard Stiles so scared. So, so scared. Like he knew something bad was going to happen, like he knew what was happening before even I did. I could feel it. The dread. Part of me refused to believe what my heart was telling me. It wasn't bad, it wasn't that bad at all. It couldn't be. I won't let it be bad.

"I...the road coming into town, the...the little one..." The wind whipped around me, the cold winter air only added to my trembles, the torch light shaking in my hand as I finally made it to the car, too scared to look inside but knowing that there was no other thing for me to do, no other way. So I did. I looked.

"Stay on the line, I'll be right there, stay right there!"

I screamed down the line, the phone dropping because...because she was in there and she... "Mum?!" I tore the door open and leant over her, shaking her, please wake up, please, please. "Mum? Mum....please wake up...mummy..."

I barely remembered to check her pulse. Her skin was so cold against mine, and I couldn't feel it...I couldn't feel it all...I just cried, cried and wailed and held onto her, she was so cold, so still and...and I couldn't. She wasn't dead.wasn', cried and wailed and held onto her, she was so cold, so still and...and I couldn'knowing that there was no other t She couldn't be. She was my mum and she...we'd only just started talking again and she just couldn't do this to me. She couldn't.

Sirens and bright lights found me clutching at her in the seat, holding on for as long as I could, because she wasn't gone and she wasn't...she couldn't be dead. She was too young, too needed and I...I couldn't without my mum...she...she was the only consistent I'd ever had. She was always there even when she was angry at me, she was always there, "Mum...please don't do this".

"Charlotte?" The voice familiar but I didn't listen, couldn't focus on anything but the...the body in my arms because she was dead, wasn't she? She wasn't coming back...she was...she was just going to...to go in the ground and I was going to have to live without her...knowing that she was trying to see me, that she was just on her way to the meeting...

"No!" Hands gripped at me and I struggled against them as the pulled me away from my mum, "Let me go! LET ME GO!" I tried to scrambled away and back, but people were in my way. They were moving her, they couldn't move her, they couldn't!

"Mum!" A familiar face slid into view, Stiles, hands were still holding me down but Stiles' just held my face, "Lottie..." That was all it took for me to launch into his arms, sobbing...because she was gone, and I knew that, as much as I didn't want to believe it. She was dead and the only thing keeping me from running blindly into the forest was Stiles and the arms wrapped around me, the friend that was shushing me and rubbing a hand against my back.