The lost soul

Chapter 4

"Well Rory was a very intelligent girl" my mom spoke, as tears fell down her eyes. "she was...she was just brilliant in everything, I couldn't ask for a better daughter. ever since the accident, causing her death, I don't think I'll ever live the same, Rory, was only nineteen, she didn't live any of her adult years. she was looking so forward to going to college, meeting someone that would treat her right, and maybe get married and have kids. she was so hard working, just so amazed with every little thing. she used to call me at the most random time and say; 'hey mom, let's go get something to eat' or 'let's go do something'. I remember when she was a kid, she wrote me a card for Mother's Day. I remember every word she said, she wrote;

Dear mom,

Happy mom-day to the best one alive! I love you so much and couldn't ask for another one because the rest out boring! thank you for putting up with all my shit! (please don't tell dad I wrote that) your not just a mom to me, your a friend, my best friend and always will be.

Love,

Your only daughter.

All I've got to say write now, is thank you for supporting our family. thank you all for coming to this funeral, of the death of two beautiful girls"

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Rory's pov~

I cried silently into my pillow. the thought of my mother came to mind, when Michael said something about his.

"Rory!" Michael called. I shot up from the bed, drying my tears.

"Coming" I yelled back. I walked down stairs, approaching Michael and Luke.

"Can you do me a favour and give this to my dad, and don't even try to run away sweet heart, you know what happens" Michael said smirking. I just nodded my head.

I don't even know why I fight it. this is my life now, and this is how I'm gonna have to accept it. I opened the door and closed it behind me, and started walking to, satan's home, where Ashton and Calum live. literally walking in the pits of hell, it was hot, actually steaming hot, but you get used to it.

"Rory?" ashton said pulling my wrist turning around. "what are you doing?" he added.

"Michael tolled me to give this to your dad" I explained, looking at the floor.

"Don't you realise you can leave?" he whispered. I shook my head.

"I can't" I mumbled. He looked at me in the eyes, letting go of my wrist.

"I'll give it to my dad if you want"

"Or we both can?" I said smiling, he smiled back causing my heart to flutter.

"Yeah I guess" he said, grabbing onto my hand and leading me to the house.

"We have to make it quick though, Michael will-" ashton cut me off by slamming his lips onto mine. I couldn't say I wasn't enjoying his lips on mine, but it was wrong. He pulled back, taking a breath.

"I-I'm sorry" he stuttered.

"It's ok" I said giving him another kiss.

"RORY!" Michael yelled, fuming.

"Oh shit, Michael" ashton said under his breath, he quickly moved me to where I would be behind him.

"Ashton what the hell where you doing?" their dad joined in.

"Fuck" I thought.

"Dad please, Michael get the fuck away" ashton spoke, rather scared of what might happen next.

"Son you give her to me right now" satan spoke.

Ashton's pov~

"N-no" I spoke.

"Michael leave, I got this. and as for you ashton, back away from her, I don't want to hurt you" my dad said.

I wasn't gonna let him hurt her. I won't let anybody.

"Ashton" he yelled causing me to move back a little. Rory's hands, grabbing the back of my shirt tightly.

"No" i put my hands behind my back, causing then to wrap around her some what. He sighed, walking closer. his tall frame hovering over mine.

"Son, listen, just by the snap of my fingers she can be gone." I gulped, her tears staining my shirt.

"No, dad please"

And just like he said, the snap of his fingers, she was gone.