Mike's POV
I was torn apart, plus I didn't think werewolves could die like that. Guess people can be wrong.
I haven't had any time to think about her funeral. I had her phone now, I kept calling just to hear her voice, "Hello, this is Presley. If I don't answer, It's because I'm ignoring you, JK leave a message."
It was the only thing I had left of her, I needed to tell Alex, but since he tried to steal her from me, I decided not to.
Sarah called her instead; she said it would be good for him to mourn also. Maybe she was right, seeing him cry might be the thing that helps me cope with her death. But why? I don't know.
I finally decided her funeral would be Monday, the one week anniversary of her death. I sighed, relieved I decided on something so that I could let her go. She completed me. I now have to live an eternity without her.
I called Sarah surely she could help me plan it. She didn't answer. Immediately questions started stirring in my mind, Did she birth? Is she dead? So I called Ash he answered. I asked him if everything was okay.
"Yeah, everything's fine. I've got a beautiful girl, and a precious baby boy. What else could I ask for?"
"You mean she lived through the birth?" I asked astonished.
"Yeah!" He replied, "Niall, explained it. She didn't have a C-section. Whatever that is."
"Can I talk to Sarah for a minute?"
"She resting, I'll have her call you later. Alright?"
"Okay."
Sarah's POV
For some reason, I don't really need the rest Ashton suggested. I heard my phone ring, I thought at first it would be Noelle to check on me, like she does every day, but No, it was Michael probbably wanting someone to confide his tears to. I hit the 'Decline Call" button.
Then he left a voicemail, "Hey Sarah, not wanting to bother you or anything, but I just wanted to talk to you about something. Call me later."
Soon after, Noelle made her daily check-up-on-you call, and I happily answered.
"Hey, I had Asher earlier!" I nearly yelled into the phone. Noelle screamed with delight!
"We'll be over later, see you soon?"
"Sounds good." I answered.
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The Realization|| (Under Major Editing)
FanficThey're not like other people and other people aren't like them. They drink blood, howl at the moon, sing perfectly, and fly on there own. Without Love they don't exist. Nothing exists without Love. They learned to live with it before, can they do i...
