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Lost Heart - Chapter 6

Summary: Jake does whatever it takes to protect his family.

Warnings: Death, gruesome graphic details, cussing

Chapter 5

You woke up with a thick, gloomy fog invading your mind. You couldn’t think clearly, could barely see, and every inch of your body seemed to be in pain. It was heartbreak.

The book Josh had shown you last night was next to you, open to the middle. On the lined page was Jake’s messy handwriting recounting all of the small details of the first night the two of you met. In the margins were tiny little foot notes that stated things such as ‘make sure to tell her this,’ ‘this is when I knew,’ and other small comments. He was writing for you, just in case your memory of him never came back after he was shot. Jake wrote down the feelings he had for you so you could relive the moments with him.

The blank, light colored walls of the room did you no favors as flashes of memories with Jake played like an old Hollywood movie while you stayed hidden in the safety of the bed. You laid still, staring at the wall for over an hour before you mustered up enough courage to get up and move amongst the house. It was overly quiet in the manor. You weren’t sure if that was because everyone was mourning Jake and Sam, or if you were just completely alone. Though, it felt like the latter would always be the answer from here on out.

Your feet glided heavily along the floor as you used all of your energy to make your way down the stairs. It was too difficult. Halfway down, you stopped and took a seat. You rested your head against the metal railings and let small tears fall onto the marble steps. So little time was spent in this house, but every small detail reminded you of Jake. He was innately a part of you, that even looking down at your hands it felt like you were looking at him.

You ran the nail of your right index finger up your left hand, increasing pressure as you went until tiny droplets of blood started peppering your skin. You wanted to get him off your skin, you needed every reminder of him to disappear. Once you made it to your ring finger, you grabbed the dainty gold band and harshly yanked. It was hard enough to pop your finger out of place, making it turn the darkest shade of purple. You knew neither the pain nor injury would last long, yet the brief moment of feeling physical pain more than psychological was almost worth it. It made you feel almost… human.

With rage and loneliness flooding through you, you rear your hand back and punch the metal railings as an agonizing scream leaves you. Two sharp jagged pieces of decorative metal went clattering onto the floor of the grand entryway, your blood staining the floor around it.

“Y/N?” Ellsie sheepishly peaked her head around the corner of the wall that led to the living room. “Are- are you okay?”

You stared blankly at her, what a stupid question. Of course you weren’t okay. Nothing about this was okay and you doubt you’d ever be ‘okay’ again. You lost your husband, your soul, your heart. You were left empty.

“Daniel told me about what happened. Before he left.” She stepped out fully into the entryway, picking at her nail beds as she did. Ellsie looked sad, but like she was trying her best to hide it. Compared to you, she had no reason to be upset - her soulmate was still here. “That was three days ago.”

“I’ve been asleep for three days?” Your voice was weak and scratchy. Your whole mouth was dry and you just noticed how hungry you actually were.

“Yeah. Daniel and Joshua left right after you did, to uh, to find Samuel. I’ve been all alone in this big house with no one to talk to.” She chuckled lightly, but quickly stopped when your face stayed without any emotions. “I just, I just wanted to say I am sorry for everything I have caused your family.”

“It’s not your fault, Ellsie. It’s mine.” You paused for a second to really look at her. Ellsie still looked so young and innocent, even pregnant. You feel bad for her. It was unlikely that she knew the truth of who caused her to end up in this predicament. “And Jake’s.”

“No ma’am. I caused you guys to come back here. Y/N, you’ve been good to me and I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”

“Just keep yourself safe, Ellsie. Even if that means…leaving.”

Ellsie looked shocked that you would even propose her leaving Danny. You would never have told her this a few days ago, but you didn’t want such a sweet girl to go through what you had. You were pulled through so much in a short time, just to be left completely alone.

“I could never leave Daniel, he is mine.”

You get up off the stairs passing her one the way to your kitchen, “Yeah. I thought the same thing.”

In the kitchen was a pitcher in the middle of the island with a small note next to you. Your heart skipped a beat in hopes that it was Jake who left it for you. You rushed over to the glass full of thick blood with a hopeful grin, only for it to completely vanish when you saw the note.

I’ll always be here - Josh

Next to his name was a messily drawn smiley face. You knew Josh was trying his hardest to be supportive, and you knew he was hurting too. But he had just spent a long time away from Jake, he should be used to it. From the moment you completed the prophecy, you had yet gone a day without your soulmate. This was so much easier on Josh.

Now that you think of it, all of this could be traced back to Josh. This is all his fault. If he hadn’t brought Aleera home, he never would have had to leave. If he didn’t leave, Jake wouldn't have come back to New Orleans and the two of you could be happy and together.

Josh refused to let his twin be happy, and this was just another way for him to get some power over his twin. You rip the paper in half and throw it into the large farm-style sink on the other side of the island. Forgoing a cup, you tip back the pitcher and drink all of it’s contents down in a few large gulps.

Ellsie followed you as quickly as she could, hindered by her belly that looked so much bigger than the last time you saw her. “From what Daniel told me, he had to leave. Y/N, it doesn’t mean he loves you any less. Honestly, it seems like Jake loves so much he is willing to put his happiness aside for you.”

“No, if it was about me he would have taken me with him.”

“He just wants to protect you and the family, Y/N.”

You sarcastically scoff, slamming your hand down on the counter making Ellsie jump. “I know, Ellsie. I fucking know. That’s all he ever says. That’s all I ever fucking hear. But I need him, I just need him.”

You were uncontrollably sobbing now, your weight buckling under you. You tried to keep yourself from falling to your knees, but it was no use. Grief and sorrow filled you completely taking over you as you thought how you potentially have lost your husband and best friend in a matter of twenty- four hours.

Even though it was difficult for her, Ellsie joined you on the floor with an abundance of sighs and groans. She lovingly accepted your weight as she held you to her chest and allowed you to cry and wail. Ellsie smoothed your hair down and rocked you back and forth to try and soothe you.

“Y/N, shh, darling.” Ellsie repeated over and over again, her voice becoming weaker as she started to cry as well.

“I can’t do it, Ellsie. I can’t.”

She grabbed your face in her hands. “You can and you will. I know you love him, but there was life before him and there will be life after him. You’re allowed to hurt, darling, but you still have so much to give the world.”

“Like what?” The thick coating of mucus and tears in your throat made your words sound hollow when you spoke.

“This baby is gonna need her God-mama.”

“Huh?”

She smirked shyly. “I know it’s not the best timing, Y/N. I was planning on asking you but then everything happened. I just trusted you from the moment I met you and I want my baby to have a role model like you.”

“I’m no role model.”

“But you are. You are so fiercely loving - I hope my daughter has that trait.” She silently waited for an answer, but when she didn’t get one, she shuffled away from you. “I’m sorry, I know it’s not the right time. This was so stupid, I am sorry-”

“I’d love to.”

Something compelled you to say yes. This little baby would have so many hardships to face later in life, and if you could help her — no, protect her, then maybe you’d feel a new purpose in life. Jake had taught you to protect those around you, and so you would.

“We are naming her Cheyenne, after my mother.”

“That’s beautiful, Ellsie.” You sniffled and smiled. If you were honest, talking about the baby actually was making you feel a little better. Like a new light in the darkness that seemed to surround your family.

“Cheyenne Daniella Wagner.” She sang as she patted her belly. “Gosh, you’re gonna be a handful aren’t you, honey bee?”

“She’s going to be a werewolf, right?”

“We won’t know until her thirteenth birthday, but we can pray not.”

“Ellsie, she is the daughter of an alpha.”

Her crooked smile was full of nervous energy, “May the odds be in our favor.”

Both of you knew that the day that Cheynne turns thirteen, all of your lives would be completely different. She would need all of you for protection, guidance, and belonging.

“We can do this.”

The two of you sat in solidarity on the floor for a long while. You spent the time just supporting each other through the uncertainty of the future. Ellsie melded into the family, she seemed to be exactly what was missing - positive energy.

Your breathing finally found it’s slow, natural, calm rhythm again, just for it to be ripped away by the sound of screaming coming from outside.

The sun was still set high in the sky, so there was no way for you to safely go out and check on what was going on. But, you knew that voice. You knew who was screeching your name in pain and agony.

“Sam?” You scurried to your feet, sprinting to the front door without actually thinking of the consequences.

As your hand grasped the doorknob, Ellsie was yelling at you, still on the floor of the kitchen, about not going in the sun. Her pleading words fell upon your deaf ears as you winced when the light instantly burned your skin. Small, round, blisters began popping up along your forearm when you used it to shield your sensitive eyes from the sun.

Everything you looked at was out of focus, yet you could still make out Sam sitting in a chair at the far end of the estate.

You blink more times than needed to try and gain a clearer picture of what was happening next to the tree line. When you finally were able to see everything and everyone, you almost wish you hadn’t.

Next to Sam was Xander, who you could only recognize from the memory Claudia showed you. However now, his jet black hair was past his collarbones and he had many, many more tattoos. But he wasn’t who was scaring you.

Two massive, muscular, and feral-looking wolves were posted on either side of Xander and Sam. One was coated in gray fur that turned an almost translucent shade of white towards the tip. The first was clean and fluffy, but their sharp teeth and snarling snout took away any ounce of playfulness and kindness.

The other was brown, borderline red in color who’s fur appeared dirty and matted. Their eyes weren’t as fierce as the slightly larger one across from them, but the moment their chocolate brown eyes landed on you, they turned a shocking shade of yellow.

“Sam!” You screamed from the porch, only being hidden in the tiniest amount of shade the awning allowed.

“Where is Jake?” Xander yelled back. He was more than a football field’s length away from you, yet his voice carried to sound as if he was standing directly in front of you.

“He’s gone! He left because of you!”

All of Sam’s skin was a harsh shade of pink. Open sores and blisters were scattered all over his skin, oozing pus and blood as they burst from the heat. He barely looked like himself. His eyes were hollow and his cheekbones were more pronounced than normal.

They tore his clothes from his body, leaving him in black boxers that left most of his skin exposed and vulnerable. From his head down to his feet, he was burned raw. You could see shiny exposed muscle and matte white bones on the tops of his thighs. To the left of his belly button was a monstrous bite, something far too big to be left by any vampire you knew.

It spanned the size of his torso, ending right under his pectoral, leaving gaping triangular shaped holes. It was no longer bleeding, but black scapes made his skin have the texture of rough sandpaper.

“Sammy!” You screeched when you noticed his skin melting almost down to the bone.

“I’ll let him die out here if you don’t bring me Jake.” Xander sounded sickeningly amused by the situation playing out. He was reveling in the fact he was able to torture the one who took away his first love.

‘Baby. If you can hear me, please come back right now. Baby, please! They have Sam!’

You tried to call out to Jake, to get him home, but the lack of response told you that he could either no longer hear you, was too far away, or simply was ignoring you.

You tried again, hoping that the desperation in your voice would be clear to him. ‘Jake, please! We need you, I need you.’

Again there was no answer. He made good on his promise that he would leave you completely alone.

“Jake is gone Xander! Let Sam go!”

“A deal is a deal, blood sucker! If I can’t have Jake, then give me Ellsie!”

Sam used the last of his energy to weakly yell out “No!”

His head was still hung low towards his lap, but your hearing allowed you to hear him whispering. “Don’t do that to Danny. Let him be happy.”

A sharp pain pierced your chest. Sam was sacrificing himself for his twin flame. Just as Jake always seemed to do.

You thought of disobeying his wishes, literally giving Ellsie to the wolves. But you knew that wasn’t the right thing to do. Sam made it very clear on what his wishes were, and though it felt almost impossible, you had to respect them.

“I love you, Sammy.”

“I love you, princess.”

There was so much loss in your life in such a little amount of time, yet you had no time to process any of it. From the chair, Sam made a feeble attempt to lunge towards Xander, falling to the grass with a loud thud.

Because they don’t know your best friend like you do, they didn’t understand that he was distracting them just long enough for you to slip away. They never came close to the house, but you weren’t going to risk it. So, as Xander laughed at Sam’s pathetic, meek state, you slammed the door shut and ran straight to Ellsie.

She hadn’t made it far off the ground, and you had to help her all the way to her feet. “Ellsie, we have to hide you, now!”

“Is it Xander? Has he come for my baby?” Her face twisted into panic sobs when the realization of who exactly was outside hit her.

Even though you wanted nothing more than to curl into a ball on the ground and grieve the loss of the two most important men in your life, you owed Ellsie protection. She was family.

“Ellsie, come on.” You tried to gently tug on her arm, but she didn’t budge. You didn't want to accidentally hurt her or the baby, but you needed to get her somewhere a little safer.

“I can’t see him, Y/N. Please don’t make me see him.” She was no longer thinking straight, she just continued to babble and panic over all the possible consequences of having Xander outside.

You were growing impatient. You knew that there was a reason Jake told you you weren’t allowed to leave the property. But you couldn’t risk the reasoning. “Ellsie, I’m going to pick you up now.”

You gathered her in your arms and sprinted to the room with no windows you said goodbye to Jake in. It seemed the safest for you. Only one entrance and no one could see in to know where you were.

“My baby, Y/N, my baby.” She wailed when you set her in the farthest corner of the dark room.

“She’s fine, Ellsie. I need you to listen to me.”

“Don’t let them hurt my baby.” She continued to wail on.

“Ellsie!” You quickly grabbed her face in your hands. You look at her in her sad, wet eyes. “I accept you, I accept you into this family.”

You weren’t sure if it was going to work or if you said the right words, but you needed her to have every possible connection and tie to Danny.

“What are you-“ she began.

“Close your eyes and think of Danny.”

“Wh-“

“Just do it” you rushed her on. After a brief moment of questioning, she did as you asked. “Think about being next to him, whispering in his ear.”

“Okay…”

“Now, tell him we need him. Tell him to come home now.”

“He won’t be able to hear me, Y/N.”

“With your mind, Ellsie. Talk to him with your mind.” You spoke through gritted teeth, having no patience left within you.

Ellsie’s face twitched and made microscopic movements as if she was having a conversation out loud with him. You hoped that it was working, that she had reached Danny for help, but her eyebrows still exposed her confusion.

You let your hands drop to her shoulders, becoming more supportive than demanding.

“Ellsie?” She sushed you, then opened her eyes wide with a loud gasp.

“He’s on his way. Daniel and Josh are on their way.”

“Oh sweet girl! Thank you.” You kissed her forehead and gave her a proud smile. Officially, Ellsie was now one of you.

“So, he is really mine now?”

“He has always been yours.”

You never imagined the first one to actually find their soulmate would be Danny. However after reflecting on it, it made perfect sense.

Danny was kind, sweet, and genuine. And although lost sometimes, he was steadfast in who he was becoming. He had so much love to give, and you were happy that these two girls were going to wake up every day with immense love and support.

“Ellsie, can I ask you something?”

“Sure, what is it?”

“Um. What do you know about your cousin Marques?” You weren't sure if Ellsie knew about how she ended up in Xander’s possession. But you doubted it from the fact she never seemed to recognize the twins.

“Don’t really know him. He is much, much older than I am.”

“Talking about my nephew now, girl?”

Claudia appeared from out of nowhere, again, to startle the two of you.

“Oh! Ms. Claudia I’m so glad you’re here! You have to help us!”

“Help you? I tried to warn you, but you just couldn’t let him go. Now look at us, my boy, my beautiful boy - dead!” She was shaking. “And you did nothing! You did nothing to try and help him. If that was Jacob out there, would you have let them kill him!”

You put your body between Claudia and Ellsie’s, just as an extra measure of protection. Claudia was angry and you had no idea what her limits actually were. Yet, you stayed silent because you knew she was right. If that was Jake out there, in that chair, you wouldn’t have thought twice about giving up Ellsie.

“I came here to help you. To give you the message Jacob left with me, but I come here to see my Samuel dangling from one of those creatures' dirty mouths!” She aggressively thrusted her pointed finger towards the lawn where you last saw Sam.

“He told me to Claudia, he told me to save Ellsie.”

“I knew the day Marques met Jake, he was going to be bad news. Marques was sick, but he was a good boy!”

“What are you talking about?”

“Marques was a werewolf, yes, but he wasn’t like the others. He was weak and sick, and could never keep up with the others. Then Jake found him, had him drink his blood and bam! Marques was the strongest creature in Louisiana.”

“So? Claudia, what does this have to do with Sam?”

“Marques had two alphas then, and you can’t have two alphas. He was exiled by his clan, completely alone. Jacob never did anything. Not a damned thing to help out my nephew. He let him roam the South alone and scared because Jacob had his brothers and wasn’t looking for anymore. Well, until that Daniel came around.”

You stood to your feet when Claudia made her way close to Ellsie.

“I went to find Jacob, set him straight but I turned a blind eye when I fell in love. But to this day, your husband,” she pointed at you accusatory, “tears my family apart. Has Marques wrapped around his finger so tightly, he’d sell his cousin.”

“What?” Ellsie’s lip quivered. “Jake gave me to Xander?”

“Of course he did. Because Jake doesn’t give a damn about anyone other than his brothers and his slut.”

“That’s not true, Ellsie.” You tried to reason.

“Did he or did he not bargain her life away for the likes of his brother.” Claudia corrected.

“Ellsie, he feels so guilty-“

“You knew? I trusted you, asked you to be the godmother of my baby, and you knew?” Ellsie scooted as far away from you as she could before she was firmly pressed against the wall.

“I-I-“ you worked to find the words to explain yourself, but nothing came through. You had no excuse, none that made sense anyway. “Yes, I knew.”

“How could you?” Ellsie spat.

“Because she is just like her soulmate. She deserves to be alone. Just like Jacob, she is cold, dark, selfish, cruel-“

Before her last word left her mouth, you had her pinned to the wall closest behind her.

“Don’t you dare speak of him that way.”

“Now that Samuel is gone, I don’t give a shit about this house.” Claudia snapped her fingers, and the large house shook in response. “The protection is gone, have fun with the full moon tonight.”

“You send him away just to put my family in danger?” Your hands squeeze around Claudia’s thin, long neck. Anger and protectiveness flooded your senses, and you knew exactly who you resembled.

“I was wrong about you, your fate is tied to that devil. You’re just like him.”

“That’s fucking right.” You violently tilt your hands to the left, effectively snapping Claudia’s neck with a shrill crack. Her body dropped to the ground with a loud thud, and you could hear her bones snap from the harsh impact.

Ellsie shrieked, muffled by her palm smacking against her mouth. Her knees were pulled to her chest and she was slowly rocking back and forth, hitting the wall behind her with a slow methodical rhythm.

“Y/N?”

At the end of the hall was a terrified looking Josh. His eyes frantically bounced between you and Claudia’s limp and twisted body on the ground near the baseboard.

“What did you do?” Josh asked.

Danny wasn’t paying any attention to you. His focus was on Ellsie who was sobbing behind you. With a pointed glare at you, Danny stomped towards Ellsie. His shoulder aggressively bumped yours, making you stumble backwards.

“Ellsie, what’s wrong?” Danny was trying his best to soothe her. Talking sweetly in a calm voice and smoothing her dark hair against her head.

“Jake-Jake….” She started.

Josh made his way over to you, grabbing your arm to keep you from taking steps towards the couple in the room.

He leaned in and whispered, “You blessed her?”

You silently nod your head, keeping your eyes completely locked on Danny and Ellsie.

The way he was touching her, caressing her, caring for her. And even though it had only been three days, you were missing Jake’s touch already. You felt completely empty without him.

Josh’s hand on you felt wrong, so wrong it almost hurt you. You shrugged him off of you, much to his disappointment.

“I know what he did, Ellsie. Josh told me, well, Josh showed me what Jake wrote.”

Josh was holding the black book that obviously had pages torn out. You expected it was the pages Jake discussed what he did to Ellsie, because sticking out of Danny’s back pocket was a few pages of ripped paper.

“You should read this when you’re ready, Ellsie.”

Danny put the papers on the floor next to her, then pulled her into his arms.

Josh, once again, grabbed your arm and pulled you into the hallway.

“How did you get back here? The sun is out.”

“Tinted windows.” Josh was fidgeting, locking his jaw in and out of place.

“Y/N,” his voice cracked when he said your name. “Tell me Sam is alright.”

You couldn’t look him in the eye. Josh lost both of his brothers, and the heartbreak was evident in his eyes. He looked weak and scared, even more so than usual.

“He’s not.” was all you had to stay for Josh to get the picture.

“Dead?”

You nodded your head, still not looking at Josh. He slumped against the wall of the hallway with his hands on his knees.

“How much time do we have before Xander comes back?” Josh asked with a few tears sliding off his chin into his white shoes.

“Sundown.”

He sniffled a few times, before standing up straight and putting on a brave face. Josh did his best impression of Jake, rolling his shoulders back and standing a little taller.

“We only have a few hours until the full moon. Let’s get to work.”

You silently followed him as he made his way down the stairs to the library. His shoulders displayed confidence, yet his facial features were wrecked with anxiety.

“Josh, what are you doing?” He didn’t answer. “Josh! Tell me what you’re doing!”

He was rummaging through the cedar desk in the left corner, “I’m not Jake, you can’t just order me around.”

You sighed, “Josh, please can you tell me what’s happening?”

Josh stopped his movements and slid on top of the desk. “Do you think he is going to come back?”

Your stomach dropped. You weren’t sure if you had time for this, but you would take any opportunity to talk about Jake that you could.

“Yes. For me— I mean, us.” You tried to catch yourself, but Josh smirked when you flubbed your words.

“No, no you’re right.” He hopped off the desk, grabbing something from the drawer as he did. Josh stepped right in front of you, close enough for you to feel his breath against the high peaks of your cheeks. He kept looking at your lips, and you swore he was going to kiss you. Your heart began to beat faster and faster, concern over your own reaction making your palms grow sweaty.

If Josh kissed you, you wouldn’t know what you would do. A part of you wanted to believe you’d push him away, smack him in the face. But the other wanted to melt into him and let him make you forget about everything that’s happened…even if it’s just for a brief moment.

Josh leaned in a little to your body, just allowing his hips to graze your’s. “Then let’s make sure he still can come back to you.”

From his hand dangled a teardrop shaped vile from a long silver chain, full of the brightest red blood you’ve seen. It matched the same color of blood that was in the necklace Jake gave you for your birthday.

“Drink up.” Josh popped the cork and took a quick swig of the blood. “Alpha blood makes you stronger.”

His lips were painted with Jake’s blood before he licked them clean. Josh passed you the drink and you looked at him for reassurance.

“Go ahead, it’s not like you haven’t done it before.” He flashed you a knowing look. If you had stayed awake after biting Jake, maybe you would have felt his power, had increased senses, but you were too grief stricken to even pick yourself off of the ground.

Maybe that’s why he wanted you to bite him, or maybe he wanted a piece of you always with him.

You take a bigger drink than Josh. Electricity flowed through your body down to your fingertips, and you could feel yourself grow stronger every second.

Just as you were reveling in the power, Ellsie’s pained scream echoed through the whole house.

You and Josh rushed to her, getting there in a blurred second.

You were both huffing by the time you made it to the back room. You looked around for any sign of Xander or one of his werewolves, but there was none.

Danny was holding on to her hand, kneeling on one knee next to her. Ellsie was laying on the ground, perched up slightly, with a puddle between her legs.

Danny whipped his head to you, talking directly to you. “Her water broke.”

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