Twd Beth Dies Novels & Stories

Aelfric and his mother cried even more when they heard this and even little Beeta with all her display of bravado couldn't help but shed a few tears too. **** Sweet Beeta died two days after she took ill. She was buried beside Itzel at the local cemetery in Winton. The service was officiated by the vicar and almost all the village occupants attended the heart breaking ceremony. To a young Aelfric, it had seemed so unfair. He decided that the world was a sad place full of so many injustices.

“Hi, Dallas.” Jim watched her face as she listened to Dallas. The panic was replaced by shock, then, relief, then worry. “And the hostages?” she said. “Are they OK?” She listened some more, nodding now. “Thanks, Dallas.” A pause. “Yeah, I’m alright. Please thank Sully and Mark for me.” She disconnected, and set the phone on the coffee table. She looked at Jim, and he saw that her eyes were full of tears. “It’s over,” Beth said softly. “He’s dead.”

Or had fainted. I gulped in, unable to do anything. Again, just like my dad and sis, I had lost someone special. Beth was gone. My Bethany had died. ***

She stared at Adriel's eyes, looking for a sign of deceit but she found none. "Please". Adriel whispered again. Beth's hands shook for a while before she slowly released her hands and dropped it to the side. "Your death would not be in my hands. Unlike you and your master, I can never kill in anger". Beth said and turned away from her. Nahamani stared at her friend in shock, she would never have let Adriel go. Because Beth back was turned, she did not notice when Adriel stood up with a devious smile on her face.

I begin to protest frantically at Angie who sighs deeply once more and gives me the same eyes everyone was staring at me with. “Beth, someone died last semester...she was Elaine’s best friend, the spot you’re filling right now” Her tone is grave that a drop of sweat rolls down my temple, and I back-step from her. Angie holds my gaze, looking regretful for me as she adds, “...she committed suicide and it was because of Elaine”.

“How can he have wandering fingers when he has a mate already?!” “Beth is not his mate though.” Wyatt commented. “From the reports she is a chosen Second Beta, the third one I heard. The first two died.” “What the hell?!” Chris looked to Ron who was growling as well. “So, he just uses women, makes them a placeholder Second Beta and then what???” The options were running through my mind as well, how did the first two die? Did he do something to them?! I looked at Beth and she was looking at our direction, towards Orla. Her expression looked hard, angry, was she jealous?

“He died from heart failure yesterday at 2 a.m. He wasn’t able to wait for a suitable donor.” I was stunned. A shaft of sunlight came through the window and shone on the bed. Outside, I heard people talking and the sound of cars driving past. The world was turning as it usually did, but the man named Wendell Burns was no longer here. “What about Vivian?” “In the morgue.” There was a wicked curve to Chester’s lips. “She’s there to see him for the last time. She’s crying very hard.” I was silent for a long time.

He held his head up and faced the other direction, avoiding my bullshit motives. "You flippin' turtle." I teased. I walked into the living room, the quiet a bit haunting. Beth went out with Sarah and Paul to Webster's. I didn't want to go, no matter how many times she begged me to. She knew I was in a foggy mood and fucked up phase in my life and left it at that. I turned on the TV, and E! Was on from earlier in the morning. And to my luck, they were talking about my sisters birthday.

Beth walked into the hut with a bunch of candles in her hands. “Emily, you're awake.” She said. “Um, sorry for not telling you about the wedding first.” “It's okay,” Beth gave me a knowing look as though she understood why I was doing this. We both knew that Fayne was going to die tomorrow. Only him didn't know that. “Thank you for getting the candles, ma'am.” Fayne told Beth who chuckled as she handed him the candles. “It's okay.”

“Nothing happened. I talked him to sleep, and that was all. Nothing happened; I wasn't supposed to stay back there.” Beth blinked rapidly, refusing to believe her. “I don't believe you,” she finally said. “What do you mean…?” “What? You expected me to have seduced him when he was talking about his lover who died gruesomely?” “Whatever, I don't care,” Beth replied. “Have some morals, Bethany.” “Morals?” Beth shrieked. “She's dead, and that's it! He has to live in the present right now. Who cares about the dead?”