Louisa's POV
Mrs. Flynn was lying on the bed in front of the furnace.
It looked like she was asleep.
Will rubbed his nose and took out two gold coins from his pocket, putting them on top of her closed eyes.
"Rest in peace, Mrs. Flynn," he whispered.
"What happened to her?" I wept and asked him.
Will replied, "I don't know... She was talking to me about the sunflowers in her garden... And then she suddenly stopped talking..."
His eyes were gleaming with tremendous fear and sorrow.
He was too young and innocent to witness a life passing away in front of him.
The weight of death still felt a lifetime too heavy, even for a vampire boy.
"I'm so sorry, Lisa..." he murmured.
I held Will in my arms and wept.
The sound of steps appeared behind me, followed by a nightmarish voice.
"What the fuck is going on here? Who's that little brat you're holding in your arms? And fuck. Before you answer any of these questions, I need you to give me that fucking ring in your hand right now!"
I turned back, blocking Will behind me. I held the ring tightly in my hand and looked up.
Lucas was standing right in front of me.
"A friend of mine has just passed away and we're mourning her. This isn't the place for you to make a scene. Stop shouting and get out of my house right now." I stared into his eyes and said.
"Give me the fucking ring." Lucas squeezed the words out of his mouth.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Go away." My fists tightened.
He roared like a beast and jumped at me.
Before I could block his attack, he had already grabbed my arms and pulled me out of the room.
"Let go of Lisa! You degenerate low creature!" Will exploded and thrust at Lucas. He knocked him with his head like a little stone shooting out of a catapult. His sudden burst of force was so strong that he managed to push Lucas a few steps backward, but Lucas was still holding my arms.
His eyes narrowed and said, "Who do you think you are, you fucking little leech? Stay out of my way before I wipe your fucking race out of the earth permanently."
Will was furious. His eyes turned red and he transformed into a blood mist. Then, with a long and sharp screech, he re-emerged right next to Lucas and took a bite on his arm.
The smell of blood immediately flooded the whole room. It fueled Will's anger.
Lucas frowned and lifted his arm. Will didn't let go of his bite, so he was lifted up in the air.
"No, Lucas! Don't..." I shouted and tried to stop Lucas.
Before I could finish my words, Lucas had already flung his arms with all force and thrown Will roughly on the floor.
Will dropped heavily on his back. He whimpered and rolled, before finally passing out.
My mind went blank.
Then, I was shocked by the scream coming out of my mouth.
"What have you done?!" I slumped on the side of Will.
"Will, can you hear me, boy? Will!" I bent down and tried to shake him, but I didn't dare to touch him.
There was no response coming from him.
His face was as pale as paper.
"You've killed him! You've killed the boy!" I looked up at Lucas and wailed.
Lucas lifted me up and grabbed me into his arms.
"Are you fucking retarded? He's a fucking vampire! He's already dead!" Lucas said.
I struggled in his arms by trying to slap and kick him.
"No! You've... You've killed Will! You've killed my friend! You murderer!" I couldn't catch my breath.
"Chill the fuck out, you crazy little bitch. Take a look at him! That fucking brat's still alive. He's just playing dead. " Lucas said and kicked at Will.
Will's legs twisted and he woke up.
"Ahhh! My back hurts! You've broken my back!" He shouted in pain.
"Yes, I fucking did it. Now shut the fuck up before I break your neck," Lucas said.
"Don't hurt Lisa! I will kill you!" Will screamed.
"I'm going to hurt her very badly, and you can't even do a fucking thing about it. Life's a bitch, boy. That's the first lesson you get from Uncle Lucas," he said.
Then, Lucas put me on his shoulder like a sack and walked into the yard despite my struggle.
He kicked the door of the shed on the other side of the yard and yelled, "Get the fuck out now, you fucking warlock! Don't let me go inside and pull you out!"
The shed's door immediately opened.
Darren hobbled out. I could tell that he was still disoriented. He was holding the door frame, so he wouldn't fall to the ground.
It seemed that he had just woken up from Vincent's hypnosis.
He looked too thin, just like a fragile withering leaf.
But to my relief, he wasn't burning on fire, which meant that he wasn't being tortured by Lucas' imprint.
"Master, I'm so sorry..." he whimpered in a hoarse voice.
"On your knees, fucking slave," Lucas commanded.
Darren took a glance at me in despair and quickly kneeled on the ground.
He looked confused.
"Put me down! I want to talk to him!" I protested violently on Lucas' shoulder.
To my surprise, Lucas let go of me.
I trudged at Darren and eventually held him in my arms.
His body was freezing cold and completely rigid.
"Darren, are you hurt?" I asked, trying to warm him up with my body temperature.
"Tell her! Tell her all of your fucking stupid lies right now!" Lucas said to him.
"Yes, Mater," Darren whispered. His voice was metallic and mechanical.
"No! No! Darren, I don't want to hear it." I put my finger on his trembling lips, "I want you to tell me that you're alright, that you aren't in pain. That's all I want to hear from you. Please don't tell me anything else..."
"I've lied to you, Lisa..." he continued despite my desperate plead.
My heart was shattered into thousands of pieces.
"It's all a lie..." He looked at me and said.
There was nothing in his eyes.
He was completely numb.
I held him tightly in my arms again and begged, "Darren, please don't say anything anymore..."
He continued like a broken robot and whispered next to my ear, "I didn't want to run away with you. All I wanted to do is kill you, so I could lift the imprint and be set free. Then, I might be able to bring my brother back to life..."
His voice was soft but steady, like a string of nails being punched into my broken heart.
"I don't believe it. How's that possible..." I looked at him in tears and whispered. All the scenes that we had been through flashed in front of my eyes, which made me overwhelmed with dazzle and pain.
He looked at me and said in a plain voice, "They're only unforgivable sins, but there isn't impossible love. Lisa, I'm madly in love with..."
But he didn't finish his sentence.
Instead, he lifted his arm and pushed me away.
"Forget about me, Lisa," he said.