Lillian Vulk (A New Moon Fan Fic)

Chapter 5: December🎄☃️🎉

Jackson's POV:
Christmas Eve:

"So, how's she doing?" Alice asked over the phone.

"Terrible, Ally!" I sighed. "She's just getting worse and worse. Last month she at least ate enough to keep herself alive, now she's just barley surviving."

"That fucker! When I get his hands on the both of them!" I heard Rosalie cuss.

"Calm down Rose. But anyways, cheer up, she'll be healthy before you know it!" Alice stated.

I know she was just trying to cheer her up, but every time they call for an update, they know she's getting worse.

"I don't know Alice." I frowned looking at Mom's sleeping figure, hearing her ragged breath. "She's been getting worse and worse. She's been having heart pains, sweats, chills, there's some days she'll pass out from not being able to breathe. I don't know how long I can keep up. I feel like eventually I'm going to lose her again."

"Have you tried looking at legends?" Carlisle asked.

"I've tried, so has Grandma and Grandpa." I sighed. "We've found nothing!"

"Don't worry sweet heart, we'll keep our eyes open and try to see if there's something we can find." Esme assured.

"I love you guys, I have to go." I told them. "Bye."

I hung up and looked towards Mom sadly before making my way downstairs,'watching Christmas movies for the night. Making sure to keep my hearing on Mom as well.

Lilly's POV:

I woke up in the middle of the night to another nightmare. I must of haven't been screaming because no one woke me up. That's a first in a while. Sighing I look at Rose's note. It's just a lie, they're never coming back. Knowing that enough is enough even though my heart physically hurt, I wasn't going to keep hurting my son or parents. I made my way downstairs and smiled slightly at Jack who was watching Santa Clause 2.

I continued downstairs and sat in my dad's chair making Jack look at me in shock, then he sent me a smile and I one in return.

Jackson's POV:

Hearing light footsteps I figured it was just Grandma. However, when I looked over to Grandpa's chair, there sat Mom. I sent her a smile as she sent one back and we continued watching Christmas movies and she ate a little more than usual until she fell asleep.

The Next Morning:

Right when the clock strikes 7am, I started making Christmas breakfast for everyone, which included Eggs, Santa Clause shaped pancakes, bacon, toast, and hot chocolate with whipped cream and cinnamon.

"Mmm, that smells good!" Grandma smiled as I handed her a plate. "Thank you."

"Uh, Melissa. I think you should come take a look at this." Grandpa said from the living room.

Grandma set down her plate and walked over, looking just as shocked before it turned into a smile. They saw Mom eating breakfast before she turned to them and smiled. It didn't reach her eyes like it used to, but it was a smile none the less.

"Merry Christmas guys!"

"Merry Christmas, sweetheart." They both said before Grandma mumbled. "It's a Christmas miracle."