𝙕𝙊𝙈𝘽𝙄𝙀

Farewell | Chapter three

A loud thud echoed from downstairs. Renee's eyes widened as her pupils widened. The mumbled voices made her head roam as she got up quickly before sitting down letting her legs hang off the side of her bed. A second passed before she heard her father's voice surround the room," Fucking help me!" He shouted. She didn't take a moment running downstairs as she tried to keep a steady pass trying not to slip from her speed. Richie wrapped his arms underneath his wife's arms, her body jerked to the side. Hesitation laid in Noah's eyes grabbing the bottom of her legs tightening his fingers around her skin. Renee's eyes faced the fight in front of her until her little sister's voice left her lungs. The scream slightly ringing in her ears as she quickly wasted no time running over to her," Get back!" Richie yelled, huffing when her body convulsed in his grip causing it to tighten around her. Small drops of sweat running down his forehead. Renee wrapped her arms around Fern pulling her back, Fern's fingertips turned white from her grip on the wood feeling a safeness from hiding herself," Let's take her upstairs," Richie said his eyes glancing down at his wife. Her body already shifting from the disease. She was infected. The symptoms becoming clearer from the second. His sight glimpsing down to her veins watching them darken as he walked backwards towards the stairs. Renee held her sister close feeling her head lightly on her chest, her tears leaving small stains on her shirt. Her lips attached gently to the top of her head," I-it's gonna be okay. I-it's going to be okay," She tried to reassure her as well as herself. Hearing crashing upstairs, they contained her in the bedroom. Richie stood by the door, Noah standing on the other side heading his wife's screams on the inside turn almost animalistic. His eyes in a cold stare towards the wall as he listened. Noah looked at his father, his eyes begging for an answer as his brows curved from the worry," W-we have to help her," He said. Richie looked at him shaking his head slightly," We can't," He said. The demise from the infection slowly reaching its main source twisting the DNA strands in nothing more than an internal thread of suffering on her body, weakening her mind to copy its aggression. There was nothing they could do finding out each of the symptoms changing her personality from the minute passing by. Noah stayed beside the room, hours passing. Listening for a second to see if she returned as herself. Renee sat downstairs in the living room. Richie walked in the room walking over to one of the empty chairs leaning back into the cushion. They looked over, Fern's breathing hesitated making her feel a slight suffocation from her distress," I-is momma okay?" She asked. No answer. Richie laid his finger against his lip as his hand rested on his cheek," Y-you need to help her .. she's in pain. S-someone needs to help her," she said," shut up," He said. The tears stained into her cheeks leaving them red, expecting more pain to come through," Y-you shouldn't leave her up there. There's a hospital, you can take her there. They can help her-" " I said shut up!" He yelled his eyes widening as he glared at her. His frustration becoming clear to her but wasn't the answer. There had to be some way, this wasn't the way to help her she thought. She stood up as Renee overlooked the situation," You love her, you have to help her!" Fern yelled back balling her hand into a fist. He placed his hands on the edge of the armrest picking himself up walking over to her. Leaning down his hand clenched around the collar of her jacket," don't you ever fucking talk to me that way again. I can't do anything," He said letting go of her slightly shoving his hand against her chest as a sign to leave the room. Fern's eyes responded with shock turning around she sprinted to her room. Richie stood breathing heavily glancing over at Renee seeing her body language being tense while she sat on the couch. She couldn't do anything other than watch seeing their bond being torn apart from the tension. Their emotions were high throughout the night. No one got any sleep. Richie walked over to the bedroom seeing Noah's body laying down on the floor, his eyes shut from his dreams escaping reality. He slowly turned the knob as the door unlocked allowing him entry. His wife laid on the bed halfway on the bed. Her wrists being tied to the bed post keeping her restrained from possible harm or escape. Richie walked over slowly sitting on the edge of the bed his eyes on her. She looked inhuman. She wasn't there anymore he realized. If she wasn't bound she could easily tear him apart. His lips slowly opened lowering his tongue from the roof of his mouth," I'm sorry ... I can't let you be around the kids like this .. anymore. You could hurt them," He said resisting the urge to touch her. The temptation caused him to hesitate," I-I'm sorry .." he said standing up. Renee sat on her bed. Fern tightly tucked in beside her holding her stuffed rabbit she got from birth in her arms for comfort. She ran her fingers through her hair for a second till hearing a bang from the other room, her eyes shifted around the darkness until landing on the doorway. Her father momentarily after walking into the light of the hallway revealing himself in the doorway," get some sleep," He said. The next day, it was around noon. The three watched their father shovel a hole retrieving the dirt once their mother's self was inside. Renee held her sister's shoulders in her hands hearing her whimper from the sight. Noah was take back trying to hold his tears back slowly starting to fail. As soon as Richie was done walking away, Fern ran over. He watched her as Noah grabbed her pulling her back into his stomach," Mommy! I want momma!" She shouted, her hands scraping his kin trying to fight his grip," she's gone. You can't see her again," He said. Renee stood by watching as Richie walked over stopping in his steps beside her," We'll be okay," He said. Renee bit the inside of her lip forcing it to curl inside of her mouth. He continued his walk turning away as he left them to be alone for a moment to find grief.