BOOK 4/7
Bite the Bullet: to endure a painful or otherwise unpleasant situation that is seen as unavoidable
After two months of coping the death of their friends (Erica, Boyd, Aiden, and Olivia), the rest of the pack not only are faced with new thre...
Liam pushes open the door that led to the roof but finds nothing except the generators for the Hospital. However, a burst of sparks erupts from one of the transformers which cause the three of us to flinch back.
"Looks like someone did something to it." Liam spoke.
Before I could utter out a word, the sounds of bones clattering against each other send chills to run down my spine.
"I think somebody did." Kira nervously said and quickly pulled out her Katana from her bag.
The three of us turn and we were instantly met with the large Berserker. My eyes trail to the dry blood on its skeleton mask and I swiftly unsheathe my daggers while Liam let out a roar.
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Olivia's POV:
Ms. Martin walks over to one of the chained cabinets and carefully pulls out a silver jar. "These are your grandmother's ashes." She spoke as she walked closer to Lydia and I.
"Grandma died in Eichen House." Lydia stated, never taking her stares away from the jar.
"Your father had a difficult relationship with his mother, but after the things she said, and the way she acted—"
"He probably thought that she was crazy." I interrupt and guiltily eyed the jar. "No offense."
Ms. Martin gave a small shrug. "Well, she said she heard things."
Lydia looked around the room as she crossed her arms. "Why would she want her ashes in here?"
"Well, actually, she didn't. She left instructions for her ashes to be spread across the lake."
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "So why haven't you done it?"
"Because..." Her eyes land on Lydia. "she wanted you to do it. When you turned eighteen...don't ask me why. But since there are only a few weeks till that," She hands the jar to her. "I suppose now is as good a time as any."
Lydia carefully takes off the lid until her nose scrunched up. "Mom, these aren't Grandma's ashes."
Ms. Martin furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean? Of course, they are."
"No." Lydia dug her hand inside the jar and grabbed a handful of the ash, letting it drop back inside before opening her hand to show the familiar black dust.
"Mountain Ash?" I ask and Lydia simply nodded.
She quickly grabs another handful before throwing it towards the water. Shockingly enough, the ashes simply fly to the side instead of going straight to the water.
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