Eve already put all their stuff in the trunk of the car and was anxiously waiting for her parents to appear. She was walking back and forth in the hope to lose that nervous feeling in her gut, telling her something was wrong. The sight of her father carrying her mother was something she would never forget. Her father's face was ashen and her mother's hands and face were covered in blood. She shuddered at the memory.
She reminded herself that her father had had medical training back when he was human and he had continued his training at the coven. If someone could save her mother, it was him. But despite everything, she couldn't shake the feeling of possibly losing her mother.
Eve continued pacing, deep in thought. Suddenly her thoughts were disrupted by a bone chilling cry. Eve froze in her path. 'Mom…' She whispered breathlessly. She could barely think anymore. Her focus went to the safe house.
Eve set a foot towards the door as another cry sounded and her knees gave out. She never heard anything this painful. Knowing the sound came from her mother made her freeze in time. She could only stare at the ground. Time passed by as she just sat there, unable to move.
Slowly, Eve came back to her senses, awakening from her shock. It took her a while to notice even the sounds in the forest had died down. She looked up towards the safe house, but the door was still closed.
Eve made herself get up and started pacing, preventing herself from barging in. This can still mean two things she kept telling herself, but the thought, or rather hope, of seeing her mother alive again diminished with every step.
She kept pacing until the door of the safe house slammed shut. Eve immediately looked up to see her father walking toward her with her mother in his arms. Eve listened carefully and almost jumped when she heard her mothers' heartbeat. She's still alive. Her face lit up until she saw the strain on her father's face. She felt bad. She was so happy when she could only imagine the pain her father must be going through.
'Can you stay with your mother in the backseat?' Her father asked.
His tone was sweet, but she knew he was holding on to everything he had not to break down.
Eve nodded, not sure if she could keep it together herself.