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Warren has been very intolerable. I never was far from him, Kyle, or Bay for that matter, the headache was gone now as Layla and I managed to control the new power. I was a collector now, taking Bay's, Kyles, Hannah, and Jackie's thus far. But today the world is mourning mother, we are still not ready to face the public over her death, we have two interviews next week with the newspaper and her favorite magazine. Father is still sedated only adding to our list of problems, Uncle Steve and Aunt Josie have been with us every step of the way, the judge gave us papers of emancipation, we are legal adults now.
We oversee ourselves, like we must pay bills, shop for ourselves, things we are ready to do. Layla worked part time at the hospital, her gift was a thing they needed. Plus, we own it now, the hospital and doctor office belong to us we hired another doctor until Layla finished college. I am staying here for college and working for my father, we only have what we make and what was left to us until we both turn 23 then we get the rest, and our inheritance from our father. So, we are saving what we can, but Jives said my father would provide since both of our parents are rich. But now one is dead, we needed make sure her legacy lives on through her hospital, the best in the U.S.A. And that meant money.
Layla and I are together in everything now, as she turns on the tv. Her service was on every station, Warren and Will standing with Jives as they stand in our place, each had words for the packed stadium on our behalf. All our friends there except the two outside our place, and the three the half sane Jax sent over for our protection. I wanted the other Jax to come, bring his A game, I was ready and able to kill him, he took her from us. No child is ready to lose their mother, she was young and so full of life. It was ripped from her and as her daughter's we are willing to cross over to the dark side and do what we must.
Layla speaks as I am getting her a drink "Come on, Lyric," she is doing much better than me, I knew this was all my fault but no one blamed me. I was doing just fine on my own terms. I sit with her handing her the half-filled glass, she drinks it without even looking. We cleaned out mothers' room, removed everything and locked it in her personal storage, the rooms had gone to Layla, she wanted this house. After a year, I would move, I wouldn't live here for the rest of my life not after finding our mother. So many animals are moving between feet and people move for them, this is happening all over the globe, a day of mourning.
We sit together as Jives is the first to speak "Thank you all, thank you for watching, for coming to honor this magnificent woman. She was one of the best Heroine's to grace our time, but she was so much mother than that she was a mother to twins' girls, she was a devoted wife to her husband she was able to see past the flaws of any who crossed her path and see the good in them. She loves every animal, marine life, insect the list goes on and on with Summer Williams. She gave me a second chance, so today is an international day of mourning, a day we will never forget. We will have many speakers as videos play, again we thank you." Jives moved back as a video played on the mega screen as howls began.
We watched for a few minutes as some of our mother's noble works played on the mega screen. The animal's and the cries of others could be heard, now Warren moves to the podium dressed in black slacks and a black button up, his long hair tied back as Magenta gave him a nod as he moved forward. He looked so nervous and him doing this for me made me love him even more, no matter our issues he had my back and I had his.
His deep voice boomed over the microphone "Hello, as Jives said thank you for coming. This means so very much to us, this coming from Lyric Williams, one of her daughter's. My name is Warren Peace, most know me from who my father is, Barron Battle. But that wasn't how Summer saw me, she saw that I loved her daughter, she gave me love and affection as if I was her own, because for her there was no other way. She was a very even mix of her girls, funny, sassy, smart but what she gave her girls was priceless. Her heart, she loved them like nothing else, and they love the same way, they wear their hearts as plain as day. She was a role model to young girls as they saw her kind deeds her great feats, she never boasted about them, she blushed when they were mentioned." he stays strong as he picks up the flash cards.
"Lyric and her twin Layla, in all honesty they are in no shape to be here. Both have suffered a tragic lose they will never recover from, my girl found her own mother that day, a nightmare she will have to bare her entire life so here I stand in her place, not as good but for her, for them anything." he says his tone hurt but level never changing his pace.
"Thank you, even if you never met my mother, thank you for coming and mourning her as we have. It brings us some light knowing she has touched so many beings in her time here, it may have been cut short but she loved us for a life time. You might be human, you might be an animal, insect, reptile, the list goes on but she loved you without you even knowing, that was her way a way we as her daughters will up hold. One is never ready to hear their mother has passed, well we had a lot to deal with having found her dead body. I tried for as long as possible to revive her, it failed and I failed. We will do whatever it takes to avenge her, to make the man pay who ripped her from us from my father, from her life." Warren cleared his throat as Will patted his shoulder as he spoke his tone not as deep, and more emotional. "Thank you, Warren. Hello, to any and every one listening, I am heading the last part of the girls' speech. I am William Stronghold, you all know my parents, no need to clarify because this day is about Summer, I am engaged to her daughter Layla. Summer was like a mother to me, a force to be reckoned with." he took a sip of water before continuing.
"Our mother was a force, a force of nature and she passed her gifts on to us in her passing. Nothing stood in her way when she held a passion for it, she was this loving and funny woman who put any at ease. Now some man came into our home, took her life for no other reason but to hurt me, Lyric. He will pay, this is being said in front of millions, to ensure he hears, he knows. Summer was one of a kind and now she is gone, leaving so many behind in the wake all broken. We will try to pick up the pieces and move forward, trying every day to make her proud to call us her daughters," Will looked ready to faint having to read my section of the speech, but knowing he wouldn't read it prior was my best bet to have him read mine.
Layla smiled that our plan worked as Magenta and Kyle with white roses tossed them at the base of the massive framed picture of my mother, it was going to be taken to the museum for display like all others who died protecting, those who have done great deeds for mankind. "She was my Aunt, not by blood. But she taught me it was never about blood that wasn't what made you family it was the love you held for each other. My best friends are her twins, and together we will honor her," this was the routine, tossing of flowers and speeches.
Now we wait for our friends and family to arrive as we see two of Warren's friends by the tree and Jax's protection cover the sides and back of my house. We turn away ordering pizzas for the crew, not ready to cook. We got shit faced two days ago, and the hangover was enough to never do it again, but when a dog gives you a look and lecture on how disappointed mother would have been, it was a wakeup call.
"I miss her so much, Lyric. How can we move on, she is gone and we will have so much to live up too. Dad is not going to last long with her death, people die of broken hearts. You and I have each other, but dad has no one, we can see him twice a week, she was able to see him four times." this was a sad fact, they were mated, they loved each other like their very lives depended on it, with her gone he might lose the will to live even with his daughters alive. I was already bracing myself for his death, the news would come via the phone, we would end up burying both of our parents, we would be all we had, each other.
I turned hearing something; seeing his friends missing as I shoved Layla into mom's sanctum, I walked out the front door once Layla was safe, they could torch the place and she would be safe from it. The howls filled the air, they turned into words.
"He has returned, 120 feet to your left," my head snapped to my left, my eyes turning pure black like Jackie's.
I spoke "Why hide, Jax. Come out and play," my voice taunting as he did what was expected he walked from behind the tree with this sick smile. I wasted no time my smaller body impacted with his slamming us into the tree my parents planted the day they bought this house. It made a cracking noise, Layla could fix this. His groan of pain fueled me as I went over all my training, using every move Warren showed me, some the girls did. My knee went flying up nailing his groin, his body falling as I slammed my knee again into his face his head cracking on the tree.
I was ready, ready to die, to win, to be hurt as he tackled me, dogs launching at him, tearing chunks of flesh from his body, now his gang comes as I call the dogs to flee, they would die and I wasn't having it. But I was outnumbered by far, but at least I was going out fighting. He wasn't in the mood to kill me just yet.
Even as my arms tighten around his neck, his knees hit the floor, he had me pulled off by Milo and another guy, he was smiling "I like a girl who can hold her own, but your flame needs to be put out, while we are together," he was still under some grand delusion we are a couple.
"Listen, we will never be together, in this world or any other. I will kill you, that is our future, our end," but my words didn't faze him as he chuckled giving some signal as I was being dragged, but again I put up a fight until Jax's fist connects with my face, I nearly lose conciseness. Everything spinning now, my eyes seeing double, triple the people.
I was dropped as I gained my sense's, Warren and the crew showed up along with the pizza man who was cowering near his truck as I attacked Milo, he was the closest to me, Jax was gone for now as I punched Milo.
It ended as fast as it had begun, some dead lay on my lawn as Hank and the others gathered them into Warren's truck and pulled away as Jackie and Hannah helped me and the now semi-dead Milo. "Call the Police, at least one needs to be taken in," and it was him as Dia and Rena located my sister who was now out of her safety and at the kitchen window looking horrified but malice lingered in her eyes.
Warren was in a rage the heat nearly made us all pass out.
Tomorrow was another day, a first of many, we are scattering her ashes all over the globe we start in her hometown of Maxville, the beach.