Mom's heartbroken screams wouldn't stop, the tears streaming down my cheeks wouldn't stop, Ronan and Garret were just staring blankly into space and Taylor didn't understand what was going on, he was the lucky one.
I guess I'd best go back and tell you what happened, no matter how much I want to forget, how much I want to pretend it never happened, because if I don't accept I won't be able to live anymore, if that makes sense.
It all started just two hours ago when dad got back from work……
"Daddy!" Taylor cried happily as dad walked through the front door, the three year old ran up to him and hugged his leg tightly, dad sighed and swung him into his arms, Taylor loved dad more than anything, he really did and I smiled slightly at the display before turning back to the T.V. screen.
"Hey dad," I muttered absently, half my mind on the programme I was watching and the other half on the essay I was writing for Hero 101, that was my least favourite class, it really was, the teacher, Mrs Hill, was ancient and a complete cow.
"Hey Serenity," dad replied, kissing my forehead softly as Ronan and Garret came running down the stairs and bolted into the kitchen, "have your brothers been eating sugar again?"
"Probably, they've been in their room all afternoon," I shrugged, "daddy, what's the correct components in making a crossbow? For some reason it has to be included in my essay, stupid fucking Mrs Hill."
"Serenity, you know what your mom's like about swearing," dad sighed, sitting next to me and explaining the answer to the question I'd just asked.
It was quiet and we all lived up to our last name for once in our household, Ronan and Garret actually behaving, Taylor watching the telly happily in silence while I did my homework and mom and dad just sat there curled up in each others embrace.
Then that was everything went bad, it wasn't much at first, just the phone ringing and there was no one on the other end, so eventually we unplugged the phone and figured if it was one of our friends they call one our cellphones if they really wanted to talk, then the weird text messages started coming, just saying one word 'hello' over and over again, so we switched off the phones, and I knew mom was worried, even more so when Layla came round and began saying we were in danger, but mom just sent her home saying it was fine and put Taylor to bed while scowled and tried protesting.
"Dad, mom's right, nothing," I said weakly, forcing on a small smile while I currently panicked on the inside, panic is never a good thing, still dad was way wound up and that was also never a good thing.
He just shook his head, still scowling and mom sat next to him, he wrapped an arm automatically round her and drew her close to him, whispering in her ear, she bit her lip slightly as she turned her head to him, I managed to read his lips as he spoke his next words:
'Promise me Amaya'.
What did he want mom to promise? What was going on? I frowned as mom hugged dad tightly, burying her head into his chest and taking in a deep, shuddering breath, murmuring soft words that I couldn't hear, but Ronan and Garret obviously could by the way their faces paled slightly.
"How cosy," a voice cackled and we all were suddenly flung backwards, I slammed into the T.V. and yelped as shards of the glass shredded my skin, my heart beating frantically as fear pulsed through me.
My eyes landed on a group of cloaked figures and I screamed as one began going upstairs, they froze and looked at me, along with my very confused family.
"I saw a spider," I said feebly, "icky spiders, destroy them all one day I will, ewww! What you people like spiders? Sickos!"
Everyone just looked at me and I screamed again as the person continued up the stairs.
"Another one! See it!" I cried, couldn't let them get Taylor, a fireball beginning to form in my hand behind my back and mom seemed to catch onto my plan as she built a lightning bolt in hers.
"No," the cloaked figures frowned.
"Too bad," I grinned, shooting my fireball at the one climbing the stairs, he crashed into the wall with an undesirable crack and soon my father and brothers were powered up, one thought running through my mind, keep Taylor safe.
"I can't believe they fell for that, I mean, Serenity's not scared of spiders," Ronan muttered, rolling his dark eyes as he shot water balls at the cloaked people, "bloody idiots, I mean come on, hoe dumb was that."
"Ronan, shut up and concentrate on kicking bad guy butt!" I snapped, my head turning as the door was flown open, a smile graced my lips as I saw my family, the adults of course, Layla, Pietro, Steve, Josie, Will, Grace, Magenta, Zach, Ethan and Lash, all of whom looked almost as livid as dad, no one could look as livid as dad, it was near impossible, I say near because mom came damn close sometimes.
Mom dragged up the stairs and into a terrified Taylor's room, she looked at us before hugging us all tightly, "I love you all, so much," she whispered, kissing our foreheads in turn, "Serenity, you're in charge, get your brothers out of here safely, just go," she ordered, bolting back downstairs.
That was when two heart stopping screams echoed round the house which instantly went up in flames, I jumped out the window and held Taylor and Charlie close to me, using the wind to get us to the ground, I didn't want to know what was going on, I didn't want to know who was hurt, I didn't want to know, I trembled as Ronan and Garret stood beside me and we ran down the street, fear pumping through my veins.
"Serenity, where we going?" Taylor whimpered fearfully, "I want to go home! I want mommy!! TAKE ME HOME RIGHT NOW!!"
"Taylor, calm down, it's going to be okay, I know it is, just be quiet okay baby?" I said desperately, tears filling my eyes as I glanced back at my burning home, "it's going to be okay, it has to be okay."
People suddenly spewed onto the front lawn, a tall person supporting a limp figure, the tall person was dad, who was the limp person, mom was sobbing and so was Layla, Taylor and Charlie slipped from my slack grasp and Ronan grabbed him as I sprinted back toward the house.
Lash grabbed me as I screamed, my eyes locking onto Pietro's lifeless form that mom was kneeling next to, her head resting on his chest, her fingers clutching him tightly.
He couldn't be.
No.
"LET ME GO!!" I roared, trying to break Lash's grasp and dad suddenly held me tightly, talking softly in my ear as I wept, clinging to him desperately, "daddy, he's going be okay, right?" I whispered, looking up at my father who just stared at me, mom and Layla's screams ringing round the night mercilessly.
"Serenity, I'm sorry, he's-" dad started, then stopped and shook his head, pulling me closer to him as my eyes widened and my body trembled in shock.
Pietro was always there, but the way mom was crying, I knew it was true, he was dead, he wasn't coming back, Layla was just staring at her husband's body unemotionally now, she suddenly yanked mom up and slapped her across the face.
"I TOLD YOU!!" she screeched, this was not Layla, "I TOLD YOU!! BUT NO EVERYTHING HAS TO BE PERFECT FOR LITTLE AMAYA!! NO I'VE LOST MY HUSBAND!! BECAUSE OF YOU!!"
Mom just stared, her cheek a stinging scarlet, "yeah, well I've lost my brother," she said simply, her heartbreak evident in her voice, dad let me go and wrapped his arms round her, murmuring soft words of comfort in her hair as Will did the same to Layla, his lifelong best friend, practically.
"Lash, dad's wrong, right?" I whimpered, turning to the man who'd only recently come into my life, I didn't want to believe it, "Lash, tell me he's wrong!"
Lash shook his head, his eyes sympathetic as I backed away slowly, tears rolling down my cheeks, Magenta took my hand and pulled me into a motherly hug, I wanted Zeke, I wanted to be with him, I pulled out of Magenta's hold and ran down the road, heading for her house, where Zeke was.
Minutes later I was ringing the doorbell, it was pulled open by Zeke whose eyes widened as he saw me, he cupped my face gently and wiped away my tears with the pad of his thumb.
"Serenity, what's wrong?" he asked softly, pulling me to him in a hug and stroking my hair soothingly as I sobbed.
"Uncle Pietro he's gone," I croaked out and Zeke's hold around me tightened before he lifted me into his arms bridal style and carried me upstairs.
"Sleep," he said gently, kissing me lightly as he placed me on his bed, "I'll call your parents, okay?"
"The house is gone too," I whimpered.
Zeke bit his lip and his head whipped to the door as we heard the front door open, "I'll be right back, sleep Serenity," he muttered, leaving the room and leaving me in darkness, I didn't want to be in the dark, I sat up and created a small fireball in my hand, sending a dim glow over the room, the door suddenly opened and my hand curled over the fireball, extinguishing it easily.
"Hey," I mumbled to my parents as they both stood in the doorway, dad flicked on the light as mom sunk onto the bed next to me and I pulled my knees to my chest and clung to them tightly, "where're Ronan, Garret and Taylor?"
"Downstairs," mom said quietly, her voice distant and almost uncaring, her eyes fixed on the wall in front of her, "with Zach and Magenta."
I nodded mutely and looked at my knees as dad sat on my other side, we sat there in silence for a few seconds before mom began crying again, dad and I instantly hugged her, tears slipping my own cheeks.
"Serenity, go downstairs a minute," dad ordered gently and I nodded, slowly standing and heading downstairs to find my brothers sitting in the sitting room, the twins staring blankly into space while Taylor just didn't know what was going on.
And this was where I began the story, now I guess it's dad's turn to tell the rest, he understands it more than I do.
(Warren POV)
"Amaya, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," I whispered, running my fingers through her hair as she cried weakly into my chest, "if I could change what had happened, I would, I would Amaya, I'd change it, but I can't."
"I want him back," she choked, her grip on me tightening, her head lifted and she looked into my eyes tearfully, "I want my big brother back Warren, why did he have to go? Why him?!" her voice was raising with each word, her tears rolling down her pale cheeks, "WHY HIM?! HE WASN'T MEANT TO DIE!! IT'S NOT FAIR!!"
"I know, I know," I murmured as she collapsed back into sobs, pulling her closer to me and holding her tightly, I pressed my lips to her forehead softly and closed my eyes, I was the one who dragged Pietro out, I saw him flying into a wall, heard his neck break due to a powerful telekinetic's abilities, "I know Amaya, I know," I repeated, I hated seeing her like this, her face when she saw Pietro was what hurt the most, her screams were murder.
It seemed like we sat there for hours before she finally fell asleep in exhaustion, I sighed as I lifted her into my arms, she was not sleeping in Zeke Lumen's room, nor was Serenity now I come to think of it, Zach met me as I exited his son's room and led me to the guest room where all my children were, including Serenity's annoying mutt Charlie, they looked up as I entered and sat on the bed with Amaya next to me, sleeping deeply, Taylor instantly crawled into my lap and I wound a protective arm round my youngest son, facing my other three children with a sigh.
"Daddy, what's going on?" Taylor frowned, "why are we at Rodent and Glow Stick's house and not ours?"
"Something happened Taylor, something bad, we can't live in our house for a while and something else has happened too, you know how when Ronan's hamster died and your mom told he went to be with grandpa, grandma and nana?" I said quietly, he nodded and I gulped, "well, Pietro's gone to be with them too."
"Oh, but he's coming back, right?" Taylor asked, his innocence truly was astonishing.
"No, Pietro can't come back from this, he won't be coming back," I answered, a muffled sob made me look up and I saw Garret hugging Serenity while Ronan rubbed her back, they may argue non stop and drive Amaya and me to madness but when the time called for it they all pulled together, "kids, I know it seems bad now, but everything will be okay."
They nodded as we just sat there in silence and they slowly dropped off to sleep one by one, Taylor still not fully understanding by his calm attitude, Serenity devastated, Ronan and Garret simply locked everything way like I do and Amaya was….she was taking it so hard, I just hoped she wouldn't turn into the girl I first met, the closed off, broody, moody Amaya that didn't give a crap about anyone but herself.
"I love you," I whispered to her sleeping form, smoothing her dark hair tenderly, "nothing will ever change that, I love you Amaya, so much."
Black.
Everywhere I looked was black, it was Pietro's funeral, Amaya had held it together and hadn't cried since that night, her expression was mostly non existent unless she forced on a small smile for Taylor or our friends younger children.
Her hand was currently holding my tightly, her bottom lip between her teeth as we watched Pietro's coffin being lowered into the ground, Serenity was holding Zeke's hand, which I was steadily ignoring, Ronan and Garret were unemotional, their eyes fixed on the wooden coffin, and Taylor was at a friend of his from crèche or whatever.
Amaya suddenly wound her free hand round my arm and buried her head into my shoulder, her tears hitting my neck and I gulped slightly as I wrapped my free arm round her and kissed her forehead reassuringly.
Layla was sitting in the row ahead of us, her shoulders shaking as she held back sobs and her hair covering her face as she looked into her lap, her mother and father were on either side of her, she hadn't spoken to Amaya since it'd happened and I think she blamed her, for Pietro's death.
I glanced round the packed cemetery, Amaya's friend, Tia, from Kingstown was here, al our friends, including Lash, Josie and Steve Stronghold, he was their nephew, Rachel, Amaya and Pietro's aunt from their mom's side, their twin cousins, their names escape me and load of other people I couldn't really remember, I'm just glad Lisa Freeze didn't turn up because that would cause a coffin side catfight, between her and either Layla or Amaya, I'm not really sure who.
The ceremony was soon over and Amaya led me away from the crowds of people, now I was confused, one hand was in mine while the other was resting on her-
Oh no way.
"Warren, we need to talk," she said quietly, looking at the floor, "I'm pregnant."
"I guessed," I muttered, brushing a stray strand of her hair from her face, "it'll be okay, I guess there'll be a new Peace soon, just hope the kids understand, what with…." I left my sentence trail off as Amaya stiffened slightly.
"Yeah, maybe they'll finally have a little sister," she smiled weakly and I sighed as I pressed my lips to hers, holding the back of her neck tenderly as she leaned into me, the salty taste of her tears lingering on her soft lips, "I love you," she breathed as she pulled away, her blue eyes locked on my dark ones.
"I love you too," I promised, hugging her loosely and running my fingers through her silky hair soothingly, "I love you too."
The weeks were slow and painful as they past, we were staying at Josie and Steve Stronghold's house and Amaya being sick every morning wasn't exactly something pleasant to wake up to, the were kids moping, Serenity and Amaya had even stopped singing, the twins stopped playing video games, Taylor was the only normal one, not really understanding the situation, he forced us all to play games with him, set fire to things quite a lot, accidentally of course, and usually managed to make us smile at least once a day, even me.
"Taylor, what have I told you?" Amaya groaned from next to me as he jumped on her, "you can't do that to mommy anymore in case you hurt your little brother or sister, okay?"
"Sorry mommy," he pouted, Amaya sighed and hugged him.
"It's okay, just don't do it again," she said sternly yet softly, "you can jump on your father instead," a slight sense of teasing entering her voice as she poked me in the side.
"Amaya," I mumbled, pushing her hand away and she giggled slightly, that was the first time she'd laughed in weeks, I sat up and smiled slightly at her and she kissed me lightly,
Taylor grimaced in disgust and she flipped him on his back, tickling him, he squealed in laughter as she just grinned, leaning down and kissing his forehead softly, "no more jumping Taylor Peace, otherwise I'll think of an evil plan," she teased, poking his nose and he scowled in protest.
Maybe everything would work out okay after all, as Amaya used to say a lot, you just got to have hope.
Sorry for the long update wait and shirt chapter, I cried writing this, I really did, I am so mean, but it's all to do with my twisted plot of hell
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