Deadly Love

Chapter Seven

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It got darker inside as night came. I was trembling as the cold wind ate my skin, tears falling in drizzle.

The cabin was small, one wooden hand-made bed placed across the corner, a small wooden closet by the side and small hand-made decorated wooden animal status. I stood up hugging my chest hard fighting the cold, my teethe crackle in cold. I walked towards the wooden bed by the small closet and held the small statue, it was carefully made, and it was a little furry baby wolf asleep laying down on a wooden stand.

He must be talented to make that, but how could he live in such a place? It's cold, how could he sleep on this hard bed with no head pillow, neither a blanket from the freezing cold? No human can live in such a place.

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That night I lay down on the hard wooden bed, folding my lap against my chest trying to warm myself up, one arm hugging my lap against my chest, while the other holding the baby wolf in my hand. As the cold wind slam against my body causing cold shivers across it. As the cold consume me I fell asleep cold, tired and depressed.

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I don't know what Edward was hiding away but I knew he got militated a lot in his life. His hidden part deep inside his heart full of sadness and hurt, but his heart was pure and full of goodness.

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I woke in the middle of the night my fingertips frozen like ice, which hurt me as I tried to move them trying to warm them up. I was so lonely and cold; "Edward-where-are-you" I whispered fighting cold against my cracked tooth. I heard the strong wind striking down the walls; I was scared, cold and lonely.

"WOOOOOO!" I heard a yowled; it seemed like a wolf yowling.

"Edward" I whispered as I stood up trembling as I stepped, I hardly took a step toward the door but failed as I fell down feeless as my body got numb. "E-d-w-a-r-d!" words came out in a soft whisper from hard coldness, my lips in cold numb. I couldn't feel my numb body anymore everything changed into coldness I felt ice. I couldn't take it anymore, my breath diminished slowly and my vision blurry, I closed my eyes in a deep sleep and let the cold eat me up.

I got lost in my dreams, I believe I'm dead by now, everything in black, I couldn't feel my senses.

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…Flashback…

"Mom" I called, softly as my small arms ran across my mother's back.

"Yes, baby." Her voice came out soft as a healer.

"You won't leave me, will you?" I asked, grieving, tears spring to my eyes but I refuse to let them fall.

"No honey, I will be alrightــــ" she trailed off "ــــI will be for you" she continued, placing a warm soft kiss against my forehead, wrapping me tighter against her as I bury my head against her neck. Breathing in her vanilla scent, her arms warm with tenderness, kindness and mostly love.

My mother's health was deteriorating at an alarming rate. Over the summer, she was diagnosed with stage four Cancer. They told me the first night that big hurricane came through. I remember the wind whipping against my bedroom window as I cried myself to sleep. Of course, my dad blamed himself for not being a better husband, besides being a policeman is not enough for Cancer treatments, so my mom was working, but her income was also not enough. The third day of storm, we got a phone call from our insurance company. They told mom that she would be dropped from the plan at the end of the year for some reason. Really though, they didn’t want to have to deal with a hospital bill for a dying woman!!

My mom knew she was going to die, but the doctor said that she had a few months to live. We started doing stuff together like crazy; acting like everything was perfect and really loved each other but perfect disappeared the day she died Cancer eating her up. Most nights dad would be cry, dying, blaming himself for everything, during those sad days, it was hard to peel my eyes open as they were dried out and crushed over from hard crying. My head were always pounding, I were always falling asleep crying again.

But I and dad got over those days remembering the happy days with my mother with a smile. As my mother always said your father will be with you whenever you want him, he always was there for me as a friend, a father.

'I'm so sorry dad!'

…Flash forward….

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Next morning:

I hardly heard something moving near me, "ALEX!" I hardly heard him it was the sound of my safer 'Edward'.

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