I Need You (H.S Vampire)

Chapter 21:

Chapter 21:

(Ellie's POV)

I woke up the same way I fell asleep, crying. I wiped away my tears with the back of my hand as I sat up in my bed looking around. Everything had changed so fast and everything I wanted felt like a world away. A new reality set in and sitting in that feeling made me feel empty. My heard and my heart were at war and I didn't know what to do for the best. Harry was the only thing on my mind and I couldn't help but think what peace he must feel not knowing.

"Can I come in?" My mother's voice said behind the door, thankfully interrupting my mind spiral.

"Yeah of course." I answered wiping more tears away. She came in dressed to impress. She always looked amazing but today, she wore white tapered trousers with a a white strapping vest top with a sheer white long sleeved poncho type top which flowed as she entered the room. Her brunette hair was in waves was a contrast against the white.

"How are you holding up today?" She asked sitting on my bed facing me.

"I'll be okay." I commented trying to force a fake smile, crossing my legs to sit up and forcing myself to keep eye contact. I could let my emotion win. If this was the decision I was making, I needed to find the confidence to stand by it.

"We need to sort this out with dad." I continued.

"You are not getting involved." She stated firmly, shaking her head.

"But if I can help-" I suggested.

"- I'm grateful that you want to help but this isn't your fight and if I need your help I will ask. Promise me you'll stay out of this as much as you can." She said cutting me off assertively.

"How am I supposed to do that? He keeps on bringing me back into it" I asked.

"Keep your distance. When he attacks, be ready on the defensive. Do not react. Dark magic has consumed him and his anger is only feeding it. He needs to know we won't attack and that we want to help. He needs to know you will." She explained. I rolled my eyes naturally feeling bitterness on my tongue.

The truth was I didn't know if I honestly wanted to help him. After everything he put me through, the thought of my father struggling put me through sixes and sevens. On one hand I felt happier that karma acts swiftly, but on the other he was still my dad. I may not recognise who he was become but I can't help but remember who he was.

"It seems like everything is falling apart." I said twiddling with my fingers in my lap looking down.

"I know it seems like that now but everything happens for a reason. And I feel that you should take one crisis at a time." She explained lifting my head to face her.

"And what do I start with?" I asked.

"Harry." She answered.

"I really don't think that's the best idea." I muttered averting my gaze away from her direction. She took my hand in hers before taking a breath to speak. She looked apprehensive to speak but I could see she only had the best intentions.

"I know it's going to hurt and it's hard but you need a resolution to this. Whatever you choose will not be easy. But I want you to remember that you are loved throughout all of this. I know it's hard to see everything from your view right now and I know all you will want to do is run away but everyone in this believes they are doing what's best for you. The truth is, you are the only person who has the final say. Not Harry, not your father, not me, only you. And whatever you choose I will still be your mother. And I will love you regardless." She said, her words making me shed silent tears. For so long, I felt so separate from my mother. Since Harry had come into my life, it felt like my parents were making a point to create distance. I hated what we became. I missed my mother. But hearing what she said warmed my heart more than she would know. It wouldn't make up for the past but it helped sew the seeds for the future. I smiled softly as I wiped the tears away with the back of my free hand.

"Just know this, whatever you choose was meant to be. No one can change what's to come. Even as hard as we try to fight and fix it, time always finds a way." She continued, squeezing my hand before letting go and leaving the room, closing the door behind her.

I felt like the room was swallowing me whole as I looked around and saw the result of my father's spell. Harry had been removed from my life completely. Our pictures, our memories and even little trinkets collected. The room was a hallow memory of what was missing. I felt myself sinking into the bed as my emotions overcame me.

Why did it have to be this hard? Was I making it hard? I could easily reverse the spell and we could fight this together. But I couldn't let him fight anymore. I wont let him fight anymore I came back from hell and found him consumed with my death. He never let me go and I love him too much to let him hurt another day because of me. For those years he thought he lost me hurt him day after day. And then when I return he is put through the fate worse than the hell I tried to escape.

If I was truly going to leave him, I would need to unbind us. Our dreams, our bodies, our souls. It all needed to be undone for us to truly start again. I remembered back to the dream and felt the pull of him holding me tightly as if it were real. Our love was only a dream.