BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 419: Holding On And Letting Go

Chapter 419: Holding On And Letting Go

"What do you mean?!" I roared in Grayson’s face, my body trembling uncontrollably as he tried to hold me but I didn’t let him.

"Emma calm down"

"What are you talking about? What are you saying?"

"Emma please" he begged but I wasn’t hearing it. I shook my head refusing to believe.

"You’re wrong, Luther must have lied to you! How can you trust him, did you know what he did to me? He fucking bit me and tried to take me away!"

"I know that! Okay? I know!"

"Then why do you trust him?!"

"I don’t trust him Emma... I just" he raked his hand through his hair in frustration. "Look... you know that nurse we saw when we reconnected in that hospital?"

I only nod.

"I met her, Emma, she was the one who we talked with, that is how I found out"

"How do you expect me to believe this?" my voice broke as tears filled my eyes, the scratchy sensation came to my throat again but I ignored it. "How do you expect me to believe that Mom, our aunt, and everyone that we have ever cared about would forget us?"

"Emma"

"Dace doesn’t remember me anymore because of what I did... I hurt him, Grayson" I pointed to my chest. "I destroyed what we had with my own two hands and now not even our family will remember us?!"

"Emma please, what happened with Dace wasn’t your fault, you didn’t know the spell was tampered with okay?"

"No, No" I hit my back on the wall. "It was me!" I broke. "It was me!" I slid down until my butt hit the floor and I curled into a ball. "I feel so empty, I feel so cold, I-I-I-I-I"

"Shh calm down, you’re breathing too fast. You will go into a panic attack again" he kneeled in front of me and held me. "Breathe... Breathe" he steadied me.

"P-P-Please Grayson not them t-too... I don’t believe it, I-I don’t"

He nods. "I know"

"W-We have to see for ourselves, we have to see if what she said was true. I won’t believe it until I see it!"

He opened his mouth to say something but it looked like he couldn’t process the words. "Okay," he murmured with a nod. "But you-"

"I’m fine!" I cut him knowing what he was about to say "I-I don’t care I just wanna see Mom, please"

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We took a car from the garage and drove out of the secluded mansion, It was too easy and no one stopped us not even Luther, I didn’t know why and I didn’t care. My anxiety was kicking up as Grayson drove by the road. I didn’t want to believe that our so-called Father blessing would take such a thing from us. I have lost Dace already, I have lost my humanity and I wasn’t about to lose my family too. It wasn’t fair.

But it seems like Grayson has already come to terms with it but I won’t.

"No one was at the house and she wasn’t at the hospital too, This is the grocery shop she stops by after her shift"

I eyed the building. "Are you coming with me?" I faced him, but he just kept his face ahead. The emotion swirling around his features.

"I-I can’t Emma... My foster family left and the last thing I saw was their faces I can’t bear for it to happen again with Mom"

I nodded, so I guess I will do this alone then. In silence I opened the car door and walked ahead, adjusting the cap on my head. The sky was too bright and it burned my eyes so badly, even my skin too. I really wished I wore shades now. I have been locked in that room for months after I woke up, crying, drowning, and hurting myself, the nightmares were the worst and I knew I looked like shit right now, with bags under my eyes, and I was far too skinny than I was before, and my skin was so paled making me look like a sickler.

But I don’t care about any of those things right now, I need my mom, I need my anchor because I don’t know who I will hold on to right now, I just need that special connection. Grayson has been holding me for months, throughout my episodes and my nightmares and it has taken a toll on him. I can’t stop what’s slowly eating me from the inside out.

The sound of the bells above the door broke me out of my reverie. The instant look I got from the cashier made me level my gaze, no doubt because of how sick I looked. I was thankful I wore baggy clothes or else the stare would be far too worse.

Sniffing I walked around the shelves, searching amongst the few people for my mom, what if she left? Was she back home now? With a beating heart and raspy breath, I walked sluggishly in search of her even bumping into someone and murmuring the words of sorry.

Making a turn I stopped in my tracks when I spotted the familiar strawberry blonde straight hair kept in a messy bun, the Scrubs, and the jacket on top. My lips quivered and tears fell more as I observed her eyeing a tomato, she always did this... reading every detail before she purchased one, back in Washington this particular habit of hers makes us spend hours grocery shopping.

I chuckled, before sniffing and walking to her in slow steps and I cursed my weak legs for the delay, getting close I opened my mouth and she faced me.

"Mo-"

A flash of unfamiliarity covered her features. "Hello" she smiled sweetly at me but that was like a knife to my heart, my mouth automatically shut.

"Sorry I know I’m taking too long here, but I need to check the products you know"

I smiled weakly nodding and my eyes glassy as the storm of tears threatened to fall. She paused, observing me closely before looking around and back to me. A storm of worry following her features.

"Are you alright? You look really sick"

I couldn’t help it anymore, I broke as the silent tears fell.

"Hey," she came to me and gave me a hug. "It’s alright... whatever it is that is"

Smelling her familiar scent and the warmth that came, made me hug her back tightly.

She broke the hug and eyed me with a mix of confusion and worry. "Why are you so cold?"

"There you are" I heard Grayson behind me and she raised her gaze to meet him. "Sorry, we came to get something but she walked out on me"

"Oh... sure, she seemed really sick so I was worried, you must keep an eye on her okay?"

"Of course" I could hear his voice shaking. "I promise"

She narrowed his eyes at his words.

"I-I promise I will take care of her"

She only nods giving us both looks before offering us her best smile. "I’m sure you will" She darted her gaze back to me. "Don’t be sick alright, our hospital is the best to get treated, and remember no matter how hard it gets... as long as you have someone to look after you" she looked briefly at Grayson. "You’re alright" She patted my shoulder before rolling her cart and walking away.

My lips quivered.

"Emma"

I only nodded as I turned to him and hugged him tightly, he hugged me back as I buried my face in his chest, holding onto his jacket like my life depended on it, and broke into a feat of tears.

"This is why I didn’t want you to do this... It’s much harder this way" he said, stroking my head gently.

"It’s not fair"

"I know" he pulled me close. "I know"