Behind The Camera (a Garrance/Larroth AU)

Lost Hope

Garroth's POV
I widen my eyes at Laurance's words. We were adopting? Oh no...

"Laurance it's ok..." I say comfortingly as I rub his back, tears pricking at my eyes. He broke the hug and looked at me with waterfalls flowing down his face.

"G-Garroth... She was going to be our baby girl... Our baby. I just can't believe we lost her..." he says, sobbing. I feel heart-broken. That baby meant so much to him. I feel so bad. I kiss him gently, cupping his cheeks and tasting his salty tears. I broke away from the kiss and cupped his cheek, leaning in to kiss his forehead.

"Laurance... I know it hurts... But you know what?" I ask, gripping his shoulders and looking him in the eyes.

"What?" he says as his voice cracks from his sobbing. I smile softly.

"We have each other and I bet that where she went is much better than here. Laury please don't cry." I beg, wiping his tears with my thumb. He smiles sadly and embraces my gesture before he hugged me suddenly, silently crying in my shoulder. I hug back and rub his back again, comforting him.

"Shh... Its ok... Laury everything's going to be ok." I whisper as I hugged him. He cried harder in my shoulder, making my heart burst. I cant take this. Him being so upset just... Urks me.

I just start sobbing too, letting out my sadness as hard as the brunette in my arms. He really loves me and he loved that baby girl. Hopefully this is just a dream.

I break away from the hug once I finish crying and smile at the brunette and take his hand.

"Hey. Lets get ready for Pax. we have Garrance fans who would like to see us together and ask a dozen questions." I joke and earn a chuckle from him. I smile as we head out, the dream ending and bringing me to another.

I wake up in a small bed and i notice in a kid again. Oh irene. In remembering one of these...

I jump out of bed and scurry over to my dresser. I already had an idea of what this could be. I changed into what at the time was my favorite t-shirt and a small pair of jeans. I walked out of the room and headed to the bathroom like I had always. Lets just say I was only 6 but I was as short as a four year old. I just realized what memory this was.

Oh irene please no! Please! Please anything but this!

I bite my lip and start to shake. Of all my memories. Of any of my nightmare-ish memories, it picked this damn one.

I start to walk cautiously out to the living-room only to hear the echoes of screaming and yelling.

"You don't do anything for this family! You don't do anything for our kids!" I hear the familiar voice of my mother scream at most likely our father. I winced as my father retorted back.

"Well at least in working to provide such a place for you all to be pampered! I can't be here all the time! That doesn't mean you go and start dating this other guy! We already have that baby!" my father yelled. Its true, my mother was eight months pregnant with Vylad.

"Im sorry I felt unloved by you! If you had maybe shown me more affection maybe Scott wouldn't be involved!" she yelled. I widen my eyes. I know what's next. 

"Don't you ever say his name again you slut! The only reason we're keeping that baby is because you begged and pleaded that we did!" My father yelled. I hear a groan from behind me and I panic. I can't have Zane near this or he's going to go blind.

I turn around sharply and look at my brother who had his hair swept back to where you could still see his other eye.

"Zwane! You can't be out hewre! Mommy and Daddy are fwighting!" I whisper but as the memory went, he couldn't hear me.

"Gawroth? What you saying?" he said as he got closer to me.

"I felt more loved with Scott than with you!" my mother yelled. I winced. She never should have said that or she...

Suddenly the door is knocked to the ground and a knife was launched unknowingly in Zane's direction, hitting him in the head and slitting his eye.

"AHHHH!" Zane screamed as he nursed his eye.  I wish I had stayed where I had stood or maybe...

I run reluctantly to Zane, comforting him. I hear my mom let out a pure scream of terror and I turn my attention to her. My father had his fist up and he glared at my mom and then at me.

"You really don't want me to do this in front of the children do you?" he asked. My mother shook her head and tried to push my father away. My father just grinned and hit my mother in the chest with his fist over and over until she was panting until she was almost breathless. She looked at my father and said

"Please...leave my baby alone." that crossed the fence for my father. He quickly found one of his other knives and stabbed my mother's stomach, making her scream in pain and in sadness.

I just sat there with Zane,  watching our mother die. I finally found my willpower and ran towards the phone and called 911. I was so stupid not to mention my father was the killer. Maybe we all would have been better off if it had been that way.

"Hello?"

Hi um... My name is Gawroth Ro'meave and my mommy is in twouble!" I practically wail. The woman was calm as she asked what was happening. I told her everything except for the fact my father was her murderer.

"Ok bud we're sending help right now. Just stay with your mom alright?" she said and I agreed, hanging up and running to my mother's side.

"Mommy!" I cried, holding her hand. She smiled softly at me and shakily raised her other hand to my hair, stroking my head as Zane came waddling in with his eye covered with his hand.

"Zu Zu! Im so sorry! Gar Gar... I want you to take care of your brothers ok? Even the one that isn't born yet. Your father said he'd take care of little Vylad. You make sure he keeps that promise my baby." she says, caressing my cheek lovingly for the last time.

She winced at her pain as she turned to Zane. She frowned and moved his hand away from his eye and she gasped.

"Irene! Zu Zu... Im sorry. Please... Zane don't ever let your father get the best of you. I know you three can do it. I love you both so very much." and she was gone. I cried. I cried so hard Zane hugged me and started crying too.

My mind flashed and I was in the hospital beside my mother's dead body, bawling my eyes out. I hear a nurse come in the room with a green blanket in her arms as she walks up to me. She had a sympathetic smile on her face as she got down on my level.

"Garroth, Im sorry about your mom. But... Here's your baby brother, Vylad." she said as she sat me down and handed me the baby. I looked at him in wonder as he opened his eyes. They were already turning green. Just like mom... I smile and caress his cheek like mom used to for me. Vylad looks at me for a bit before he starts to smile. I smile back.

That day I made a promise. A promise to protect that baby no matter what my father did. I promised I would let him have as much good in this life as possible. That's what mom would have wanted. For us all to have the best no matter what.

If only you could see me now mom. You'd be so proud.

I'm so thankful they were able to save her. But the question is, why is my brain showing this result? Am I creating a new backstory for myself?