~In the living memory of Jason Woods. A loving husband and now the guiding light to Adeline Woods. ~

Saturday night take out and meet you eat begging for snacks and fast food along with watching romantic comedies and crying ornaments operation cycle to watching haunted movies and sleeping together on the couch because both of them were afraid, no longer happened. It no longer happened because the constant companion who had time and again promised her to be there at graduation walk her down the aisle and there will she had her first baby had left her alone in this world.

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A tear slipped from her left eye as she stared at the gravestone in front of her. Everything seemed to stop one day in life but the tears that she said every morning never ceased. If possible there was one always added at the end.

The gravestone belonging to the man she wanted to be a part of her journey in life, who she wanted to be there standing next to her in every failure and every success but was now six feet under the ground probably already halfway through decomposing as well.

Decomposing, how depressing it sounded.

She mourned for her parents and she mourned for the death of her child.

Her child was dead and this time it was confirmed in the reports. It was right there in front of her, underlined in red.

Miscarriage.

A baby, a life inside her was lost and even though it was a reality Adeline did not want to happen, she was not ready to lose it as well. At least not in that way. Her hands fisted as she remembered it. She was too numb from her father's demise to care.

Black was now her color as morning for them was all she did. All and every day the only thing that she could do was repeatedly think about them and let us. Her smile muscles had probably rusted by now.

She sniffed as she remembered the funeral. It was a small and intimate one. The friends that she had met and their family members were involved only. It wasn't grand or something that she would do out of the show but something more of a personal event where everyone was truly mourning for a friend.

Everyone invited by her truly cherished her father just as she did.

She still could not believe that. He was dead, he was just gone forever. Within moments she was taken away from her and Adeline did not even get to cherish the last moment they had.

The last moment was spent by him smiling down at her as if she was the only light in his life. The great stone was a constant fact flashing in front of her, telling her that her father was, in all truth, dead.

But there was no way that her father could have survived. The doctors in the post mortem report had told her that it was a piece of glass that had wedged into his throat and the blood loss had killed him within seconds.

She hated the fact that she did not even know what killed him, what was responsible for it, or who was behind it all. She should have told him earlier about how Xavier was a Lycan and how werewolves truly existed while she had the chance.

It saddened her the most, which is why she did not wait for a second in the state and left for their home. What shocked her most was that her father had a lot of savings and investments which made Adeline a millionaire and she did not think twice before making sure that her father was buried beside her mother. It was expensive to carry a coffin with a body inside it in the air but she makes sure that they were together.

She wiped the tear from her cheek and then put her hands in her pockets. She never wore color anymore. It did not feel right to her and the only colors were black and any in the dark color that she could find. Just like the black trench coat, she was wearing to the graveyard.

She loves to wear pastel colors color but now black seems to be something that I want its way into the heart. Black was something she felt inside.

Her leg had not completely healed which was why she had to walk around with a crutch. More so when they had bitten down one more time on it had caused infection and more bleeding which had put her on bed rest for a whole month. She could not be more thankful to her father for having funds like that. Treatment had been smooth but it would have been smoother if he was with her, by her side holding her hand through it all.

She sniffed as she tried to control it.

Another tear slipped and she did not bother to wipe it away. It was something that happened daily. She just could not control her emotions whenever she visited the graveyard where both the parents were.

The nightmare of any child had come true for her.

She touched both the gravestones and then kissed the hand that touched them before walking out. The cold air was a friend now.

"Good morning, Mr. Fitzpatrick." She greeted the watchman at the gate hu not back at her with a sad smile on her face knowing why she came to the graveyard every day that she even knew his name.

"Have a beautiful day, young lady." He said back like he did every day with a bright smile. It was a friendship that blossomed over time.

Adeline smiled back as she walked out of the graveyard and headed to her school. From her house, the graveyard for half an hour away, and the exact opposite was the school. So she always left her home and early so that she could visit her parents before going to school. Somehow it had been her routine and it was something she was truly comfortable with.

Even if she was late the teachers knew what happened and they excused it since it was a small town, they knew that she visited the graveyard daily and since her parents had been in car accidents they had assumed that Adaline would be a little afraid of driving because of which she chose to walk and not drive.

Not that she minded. It was all working in her favor.

Dressed in black, like a goth, she entered the school gates, and once more everyone glanced at her. The cheerful and bubbly girl was back but only with the shell of herself. She was the version of someone who did not laugh or cry but just sat there as if waiting for something.

She sighed and moved on. There was nothing left for her anymore and whatever she felt she buried deep in her heart where no one could reach to see what was going on.

Her hand came up to her belly, a normal action to be the others but to her, a constant reminder of what she had lost.

"Hi, love!" James cheerfully said as stood in front of his locker and Adeline impolitely through a smile towards him but continued walking to the classroom. She did not wait for him. She did not want to talk to anyone anymore.

She had no idea what to do.

In every class, she had taken the last seat behind which was the wall. People were shocked when this song that the girl who once took one of the first three seats was consecutively sitting in the back.

But it reassured her because no one was sitting behind her to play with her hair especially in Latin class.

She had also been good at maths because now she had no other option than to focus on it. Focusing on studies was much better than thinking of when the wolves were coming for her to kill her finally.

After all, she was prey who was left alive.

The day dragged on and the first half of the day was finished. She did not go to the cafeteria for the lunch. She had never been there again because it was all happiness over there and she knew that her friends used to walk on eggshells whenever she sat with them. She was gloomy on life, was gloomy and she was not going to act like everything was okay.

So she took a seat on the very last row and the table of the library and it took out a sandwich. She looked outside the window that was right in front of her as she continued to eat.

She was alone now in the world and she did not bother hiding it anymore. Her father was right everyone moved on and left someone behind but this time she had no one, not even him. Significantly