Mother

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Georgia's POV

He left you he finally left you and now you are mine. You're mine. Mine, mine, mine.

"Help me!" I screamed, eyes squeezing shut and my fits clenching at my sides. My head was burn and my body felt like a million knives were stabbing through me.

No one can help you now.

"It's happening! We need to stop it, father help her."

A deep and evil laugh erupted from my throat, it was something I couldn't control. I wasn't in control. Why does my body feel weak? Why can't I feel my fingertips? Why am I so numb?

"Grab her," father Michael shouted and then my dad and Liam jumped onto me pushing me to the floor. "We are going to have to do it, I will do it." He carries on.

My body couldn't stop laughing and I don't know why.

"Georgia don't you leave us." Liam sobbed. My body was fighting him off me but I wasnt. I needed to know what was happening. "Stop!" He shouted.

"consumant vos, et inter omnem agrum accipere mors animae abibunt in lucem in tenebras." A voice croaked, the words falling from my lips. Was this Latin? How could I speak Latin when I had never heard of the language before?"

"Mors, mors, mors." What was I saying?!

"It's going to kill her, we need to stop it!" My father shouted.

Suddenly I felt light water splashes drop on to my face and my skin instantly burned. Was this holy water? I screamed in pain.

"Help me." I whimpered, slightly being able to hold some control of my body. Even speaking took so much effort, it felt like I was actually dying.

"Georgia stay with us." My brother whispered as father Michael talked about something I couldn't understand. My body was burning and it felt like each part of me was slowly burning away. "Fight it Georgia, fight it." I wanted to tell him I couldn't.

My vision was going blurry and everything I looked at had yellow and orange spots all over. This was the end. My eye lids fluttered closed. I didn't even have the strength to breathe anymore.

And I thought you was fearless.

Why were these words playing in my head, the same words Harry said to me? Those words I never got a grip of.

A bright light took away the darkness that my eyes developed and all I could see was pure white. Every where was silent. Where was I? Was I dead?

"Georgia?" A voice whispered. I knew this voice, so sweet and gentle. Where had I heard this voice before? "Can you see me Georgia?" It asked again. I looked around the white space and then I saw the woman I loved so much, it was my mother.

"Mum?" I choked on the word. This couldn't be real.

"It's me sweat heart." She walked closer and my eyes widened in shock. No, no this is not happening. I must be dreaming. Her hand slowly moves to my check and then she cups my face in both hands.

"I didn't want this to happen." A single tear fell from her watery green eyes. "I tried to stop them, I am so sorry."

"I don't know what is happening." I started to cry.

"You need him Georgia."

"Who mum?!? Who do I need?"

"Your guardian angel, you cant let him slip or he will be taken by the dark." Her voice faded and slowly s did she.

"Mum don't leave me!" I didn't want to loose her again, she means so much to me and I miss her terribly. I tried reaching for her hand but as soon as my finger tips touched hers, darkness over came me.

Translation

consumant vos, et inter omnem agrum accipere mors animae abibunt in lucem in tenebras.= death will consume you and take every last piece of light in your soul and capture it into the darkness

Mors=death

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