Belle Adams' Butler

Chapter 58 - Grief- Part 1

Chapter 58 - Grief- Part 1

Belle was too stunned to move or talk as she stood with her back against the wall outside the room which she didn't dare to see on Lucas' words. Her hands were colder than usual and her mind was barely functioning.

When Lucas returned to Belle's side, he had tried to clean most of the blood from his hand from the kerchief and he looked at her where she stared into space. It wasn't uncommon for people to get into shock, it was the first time Belle had seen people dying unnaturally, killing each other and her parents being killed.

"Miss Belle," Lucas called her but she barely could hear what he was saying. What she had seen had come in a blow that he wouldn't have been able to prepare her for. Other times he would have told her to brace it but Belle was not an ordinary girl anymore.

Sometimes grief was required to push forth one's feelings that would drive the abilities in pushing it forward. Lucas could sense the reapers who had started to come down here to this house, taking the souls of the servants as well as the Adams' with them.

When she finally moved her head to look towards the room, Lucas raised his hand preventing her from looking at it. Though grief would help it could also backfire. Not everyone walked the path of goodness, sometimes people ended up changing paths and he didn't want that for her. If it was someone else, Lucas wouldn't have bothered himself with it but he had seen Belle growing up, he was one of the people who were close to her.

"Don't," he said when both of their eyes met each other's eyes.

Tears filled up in her eyes, her sense coming back and she screamed in pain that filled the mansion that had fallen quiet. Painful screams that were filled with misery and sadness that she wasn't able to cope and the butler let her. He heard her cry, tears falling one after on her cheek that trailed down in continuous lines.

Belle cried. She had already seen it. She had heard it and the hole that was in her chest started to widen with a void in it where she felt utterly lost not knowing what happened or why it happened.

Lucas let her cry to her heart's content and he knew no matter how much Belle cried right now, it would never be enough. She had lost people. People who she loved and cared for, her parents were no more and maybe if they had died normally it would have been less painful but the girl saw something that she would forever carry in her memory.

Belle sniffed, her lips trembling as she said, "I want to see."

Her tears continued to fall down that blurred her vision and she blinked for the tears to fall down. Small series of sobs broke through her lips. They were her parents, hers. Turning away her eyes to not look at them only would give the validation that they didn't exist anymore which was true.

Lucas dropped his hand which he had placed next to her face to stop her from turning to look. Her lashes were wet with tears, her iris bright red in color where her eyes filled up with tears to fall down before it weld up again. He took a step away from her, giving her the space she needed.

Belle didn't move right away as she braced herself, her breath had turned shallow and she finally moved one foot and movement at a time to look inside the room. She knew when Lucas had entered the room it wasn't to soothe down her father but it was to end what had started in the middle of the early night.

She was well aware of what corruption meant, on how people lost their sense, and today she had seen it. The pain was too much for her to handle but despite that, she wanted to be with her parents as long as time would allow her right now. Belle bit her lips when she looked at her father who was the closest from the door where he laid dead on the ground and not far from him was her mother.

She broke down to tears again, her hand covering her mouth and her knees giving away where she fell down. Everything was perfect, why did this happen? The people who lived here were good people, why then? asked Belle to herself.

Lucas saw Belle who sat on the ground in front of her dead parents. He was no one to stop her if she had chosen to see them right now. Everyone who had been corrupted was dead right now. Either their hearts pulled out or their body torn to pieces.

Not caring about the reapers who were taking the soul, Lucas stepped back and went up the stairs to make sure there was no reaper walking there as there was already one who was stuck in the toy. Seeing the two bodies, he noticed one of them had turned to a corrupted vampire and had been staked. He pulled both the bodies, bringing them down in the hall to avoid any possible trouble which he didn't want.

At the same time, he heard one of the reapers speak to another in a whisper, "Is your watch working?"

The second reaper who was searching for the soul didn't answer right away. They wore the long hooded cloaks that covered their faces, allowing one to only see their skeleton hands and fingers.

"It was an early call. I had another soul to pick up before the time jumped," answered the reaper, "Someone must have done something," came the whisper. Lucas who walked back towards Belle came to realize it wasn't just his clock this time but it was every reaper's clock that had a time skip.

He then went to stand behind Belle who sat on the ground.