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Chapter forty-four

Ammy's POV

"Alec?" I whisper as I go to sit up, a huge pain shooting through me causing me to yelp as I lie back down. I feel so achy and exhausted.

"You're back!" the doctor exclaims, blatantly surprised. I nod my head, all of my energy suddenly completely gone as I close my eyes, trying to think where Alec could possibly be. He promised me that he would be here when I woke up; so where is he? Why is he not here holding me, telling me he's glad I'm back while whispering sweet nothings in my ear? I know that sounds clingy, but after everything I have just gone through, I think it's only a natural response.

"Where's Alec?" I whisper as the doctor begins to check me over, doing the natural thing of checking my pulse, how responsive I am and then checking all of the injuries I have obtained.

"He got a call and ran out of here"

"What do you mean? Where did he go?" I demand as I spring up into a sitting position, my energy suddenly returning to me.

"I don't know. He just upped and left. Not one words said. Now, I need you to stay still so I can sort out these injuries. You have quite a bit of bruising and cuts"

"I don't care, I need to go and find him. You can't keep me here!"

"And if you go, you are putting your child's life at risk. Do you want to lose the baby?" he shouts, making me stop and think. He's right.

"No, no I don't"

"Then lie back down and let me patch you up. Then after I have patched you up, I recommend you sleep for a few hours. I may have to perform an ultrasound to make sure there is no internal bleeding, as well as to check on the baby" he tells me, making me nod as I yawn.

Where is Alec?

Alec's POV

"This…this can't be happening" I mutter, my head buried in my hands. He was doing so well…so well…how can this happen now? It shouldn't have happened, they should have stopped it.

"The doctor said that he had a brain haemorrhage. He explained that the bleeding put too much pressure on the brain, leading to his death" my dad explains, you can see the pain in his eyes and hear the pain in his voice. My mother is sat crying her eyes out, my dad is more angered than he is grieved and I just don't know how to feel. I regret so much, I should have been here with him, I should have been here with him, that way I could have seen him alive. God, it hurts so much. My dad blames the doctors for not realising the condition earlier, then my mother blames God for letting her child die, and me, well, I just blame myself. I feel as though this is all my fault, I don't know why, I just do. I feel as though if I had been here to visit him more often, he wouldn't have died.

Jack was my only brother, my little brother.

"Can we see his body?" I whisper, still not believing I am saying this. My little brother is dead. The thought alone brings tears to my eyes, a few stray tears escaping my eyes.

"You can go, I'm not ready to say goodbye quite yet, and neither is your mother" dad waves his hand in dismissal of me. I take a deep breath before I get up and walk out of the waiting room where I find a doctor, I ask him about seeing my brother, the man nodding before showing me down to where they have put his body temporarily. Walking into the room I look around the empty place, the walls are all white and there is only one thing in the room. The silver gurney in which my brother is laid on, a white cloth over his body. Tears begin to prickle in my eyes as the doctor pulls the sheet back so that I can see my brother's pale face. His eyes closed. He's really gone.

"I will leave you alone" the doctor notes before leaving the room, leaving me on my own with my dead brother.

"Jack. God, Jack, I am so sorry. I should have been there for you more often; I should have prioritised you in my life. But I didn't, and now you're gone. I regret not being there for you as much as I should have been, I tried to protect you growing up, and I tried to be the best big brother I could be. But I failed you. I failed myself" I sob, my emotions getting the better of me "I…I don't know what to say. I don't want to say goodbye, I'm not ready to. But I know I need to, but you don't know how hard it is. God, Jack, you were a kid, you shouldn't have died; it wasn't your time. If anything I should have died, not you…not you" I murmur, my words becoming stuck in my throat now. I don't know what to say now, I don't want to say goodbye. I can't.

"Alec" my father calls out, making me turn to look at him, tears trailing down my cheeks.

"Yeah?"

"You shouldn't beat yourself up like this; it's not your fault. You couldn't have stopped it, or prevented it; there was nothing any of us could have done. The doctors tried to save him, they couldn't. You didn't fail Jack, and you shouldn't have died in his place. If anything, I should have been the one to die. It was my fault the car crashed, it was my fault that jack had to suffer so much pain lately, and it was my fault that he died. No one else's. I realise that now. I blamed the doctors, but now that I think about it, it's my fault" he begins, taking a deep breath in order to calm his own emotions. I can only imagine how hard this must be on him and mom; Jack was their youngest child. They created little Jack. He was eight years old for God's sake! He was only a few weeks away from being nine!

"Alec, there is no point you drowning yourself in guilt and regret; those emotions are not going to get anywhere. You need to stay positive, not just for yourself but for Jack. Jack would have hated to see you so upset like this; he would have hated to see us all crying and grieving over him. He would have found it over rated." I couldn't help but laugh at that, despite the pain I was feeling from losing him "Not only that, Alec, but you're needed. You're starting your own little family, and negativity is no way to greet a new page in your life. I know this hurts now, Alec, I'm hurting as well. And so is your mother. But, no matter how upsetting and depressing this is, you need to move on. I've lost a child before, the last baby of mine that one of the women in our pack had last year, she was still born. It about killed me, so you can only imagine what I must be feeling right now. Jack was my little man, my second child. I loved him, just like I love you, and I regret not being there for him more in his life. I'm going to miss him" and for the first time in my life I saw it, I saw my dad cry.

"We should do something to remember him by" I note, dad nodding as he breathes deeply, trying to control his upset.

"We will. Just not now, right now we all need to grieve the loss of our loved one. Look, Alec, I know it's hard to say goodbye, but you're better off doing it now before we go to the funeral. Jack wouldn't want us to put our lives on hold for him, he was a good kid. Always put everyone first. Which means that he would want you, all of us in fact, to say goodbye to him and try to move on. The pain will always be there, Alec, it will never go. You just need to use that pain and try to change it into something positive. You are married now, son, you have responsibilities now. Just don't ever let your relationship end up like mine and your mother's"

"I'll try"

"Would you like a few minutes on your own to say goodbye to Jack?"

"Please" I offer him a weak smile. The second he is gone I brush some of his hair out of the way, I lean down and place a light kiss to his forehead.

"I love you, Jack. You were the best brother known to man, I'll miss you" I tell him, even more tears trailing down my cheeks as I put the white cloth back over his face. I walk out of the room where I tell my parents that I should go; I give them both a hug, all of us arranging to meet up together tomorrow so that we can talk about Jack and his funeral.

The second I get back home I head towards my kitchen and into one of my cupboards where I find a full bottle of Vodka.

Ammy's POV

"Please answer" I whisper as I try for the millionth time to get hold of Alec, but the call just goes straight through to voice mail again. I shake my head as I leave the hospital, I feel so sore and achy, not to mention tired; I skipped out on the sleep the doctor recommended, I told him I would have the nap when I got home. But right now my main target is finding Alec. I head towards the portal opening that takes me back into the human world; the portal has let me out in the forest near Alec's house. I walk down the couple of streets towards Alec's apartment, but when I get there I hear loud bangs and crashes. After fiddling with the handle the front door opens, I wander inside and towards the living room where I find the room completely trashed; Alec sat in the corner of the room sobbing, a bottle of vodka in his hand. It looks as though he has drunk quite a lot already.

"Alec?"

"He died, Jack died. Brain haemorrhage. He's gone. My little brother is gone" he sobs, causing me to walk towards him, worry spiking in me but when I go to comfort him he pushes me away.

"Just leave me alone. I need to be on my own" he shakes his head, the pain obviously eating at him. I hate seeing him like this, it breaks my heart.

AN: So, what do you think of this chapter and this sudden twist? I hope you all enjoyed the chapter and I would love to hear your thoughts xx