My mother.

My mom is alive.

"Mother," I cried, going down to my knees, as she falls to the ground, I lift her head up on my lay, I cup her face, I wipe the tears going down her face. She looks like me, but older, she is everything I imagine.

Tears go down the side of my face, "don't go," I sobbed, I see a wound in her stomach. Her eyes fluttered shut, "I love you my beautiful girl, you are my and will always be my daughter," she coughs, I sniff, "don't- please- don't," I cried out, "listen to me, you have a sister, she is in Germany, go get her," she paused, "her name is Allison Wolf, s-she works at a diner, plese tell her I love her and so does her father, we love her so, so much," she gasped for air.

I see blood come out of her mouth, "me and your father love you so much, Alaska, we always have, we are very sorry for leaving you. You grew into a strong and beautiful woman, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise." She stops, "please forgive me?" She held on to my hand, I softly nod, "I forgive my m-mom," I kiss her cheek, she let out a breath of relief. "I love you, Alaska," she kissed my cheek, I pull away from her, "I love you too, mom," I softly cried.

She closed her eyes, "that is all I wanted to hear," then she took her last breath.

I let out a sob with a cry, "no," I put my face in the crook of her neck, "please don't go," I beg. I beg for her to wake up, I beg for her to still be alive.

I fill a strong arm wrap around me, "Damon, please do something," I look up at him with teary eyes. Damon kissed the side of my head, "there is nothing I can do, Angolo," he carry's me away from my mother's lifeless body, "no, I just can leave her, please," I try to get out of Damon's grip, but he is too strong, "Alaska, looks at me," I snap my glance at him, "there is nothing that I couldn't do, but we will get her ok," he stroked my face with his thumb.

I sigh, sniffing, "please," I whisper, putting my face in Damon's chest, "we'll get her, Angolo, I promise," he kissed the top of my head.

When we got home, I woke up in my bed, my clothes were changed, I groan, and lift up my body, I see a bandage on my wrist where I was cut.

I glance over at the door when someone opens it, I smile when I see Damon, he smiles back at me and comes on the bed, "hi, Angolo," he wraps his strong arms around me, I wrap my arms around his neck, pushing him closer to me, "how are you doing?" He asked, in my neck, I hum, "good, and sad," I'm sad that my mother died in my arms when we met for the first time, I'm sad that my best friend that was my sister died, and I'm sad that even Ares died.

They all did not deserve that.

I pull out of Damon's neck with tears in my eyes, hen Damon say then he wiped them away, "don't cry, Angolo, please," he whispered. I sniff, nodding. He is right, I don't need to cry right now. I can't, because if I start crying, I'm scared that I might not be able to stop.

"I have a sister," I think out loud, Damon's eyebrows fly up, "I have a sister, Damon," I scoff. "You do?" Damon looks confused, I nod with a hum, "before my mom died, she told me that I have a sister and that she is in Germany right now. Her names is Allson Wolf," I say.

Damon gets off of the bed as do I. "Alaska you need to take it easy," Damon demanded, I snap my head towards him, "no Damon, I'm doing fine, I need to find my sister," I snap at him. He sighs, shaking his head, "Alaska you are hurt, you're not doing anything even if I have to handcuff you to the bed to get you to stay here," he threatens, I smirk. "I can easily get out of that," I push him to the side and go out the door.

He groans walking with me, I go down to the kitchen and get me a beer. When I start to drink it, Damon takes it out of my hand, "Damon, I love you, I really do, but if you don't give me m beer back, I will break up with you," close my eyes, letting out a breath.

Damon sets it down on the counter, I chuckle and grab the bottle, taking a drink of it. I hear tiny footsteps coming to the kitchen and I see Kat, with Bella and Jade. I feel sadness go through my body, knowing that Kat with live without a mother and a father for her rest of her life.

"Aunty Alaska," Kat hugs me, I pick her up hugging her back, "I missed you," she whispers in my ear, I smile, "I missed you too, Kat," after a few minutes of hugging I out her back down on the ground, "why aren't you with Ace?" Damon asked, looking down at her, "he kicked me out and licked the door," I press my lips together, "stronzo," (asshole) Damon mutters under his breath, "he is," Kat snips.

I bite lip to stop laughing. "Kat don't say that," I say to her, she turns around at me, "mommy said I can say it," she smiles, me and Damon look at each other. I bend down, "well mommy is not here no more, so please don't say that," I cup her cheek, I see her face turn sad, "I miss them," she whispers. I nod, kissing her cheek.

I do to.

~•~

It is nighttime and we just put Kat to bed.

Me and Damon are in his office, I'm setting behind his desk and Damon is setting in front of it, we are both reading, diners in Germany, "are you sure that she is in one of these?" Damon puts the book on the desk, I nod, "yes, now keep looking," I say.

He rolls his eye and we went back to reading.

~•~

"I think I found her," I glance over at Damon, and I get off of my chair and go over to him, "why you say that?" I go behind him looking in the book, "Allson Wolf, 21 years old, and she looks like you," I sigh, he is right she does look like me, but she has hazel eyes.

"Where in Germany?" I ask, he points at a location, "that is the next city over to where I was at," I spoke. Damon closed the book, "we'll go tomorrow." He says, "yeah, I'm tired and I go to take a shower," I said, "come on, let's take one together," he grabbed my hand and took me to the bathroom, I take my clothes off as he fixed the water.

I look in the mirror and I see the cuts and dark busies all over my body, I sigh not liking them on my body, or the way they look. I bite my lips, trying not to cry.

I look ugly with them.

Then I feel like I'm right back where I was when I was ten. When I did not like the way, my body was shaped, or how big my thighs are, or the stretch marks on my hips, I have never liked them tell I met Damon who always told me how beautiful they looked or how much he liked my big thighs.

He made me feel comfortable about my body.

I Gasp when I feel bare skin touch mine, "stop Alaska, you are beautiful," he kissed my neck, "now I want you to say it to yourself," he grabbed me by the chin and made me face the mirror, "say it," he demanded, I sigh, "I am beautiful," I say just above a whisper, "louder, Angelo," he kissed my neck again, "I am beautiful," I say with a normal voice. Damon smiled in my neck, "good girl," he said softly. I sigh.

The steam of the shower sticks to my body, Damon takes my hand and walks me o the shower. When we get in, I gasp at the hot water hitting my body, Damon wraps his arms around my waist, I do the same, I close my eyes and rest my head on his hard chest.

All I can think about is Bella.

I can never see her again, I can never hear her laugh again, I will forever miss my sister.

I loved her so much, and I know that she loved me very much, and all I can think about is now that she is gone, and she is never coming back.

Ever.

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