"I'm horny." I complained, causing Lauren to scoff.
"Bitch, we are in a car." She told me. I shrugged. She rolled her eyes and unbuckled her seatbelt.
She leaned back and grabbed my thigh roughly. I bit my lip to stop a moan of surprise. She leaned in and kissed me roughly. I pushed my tongue into her mouth, exploring it. She pulled back, taking her hand off of my thigh. I furrowed my brows disappointedly, but stayed silent.
Paige got back into the car, holding two greasy bags with a Taco Bell logo on them. She looked between the two of us for a moment before closing the door. The smell of tacos filled the car.
"Did you two fuck?"
She whispered loudly. Lauren hit her forehead on the steering wheel frustratedly.
"NO! WE DID NOT!"
She yelled, muffled slightly.
Paige's eyes widened and she put her hands up defensively. She tossed a bag to the back seat. I yelped as it fell to the floor.
"Yay, you sported."
Paige told me mockingly.
I rolled my eyes while smirked, grabbing the bag off of the floor. The next bag she handed me, which I was silently grateful for.
"Alrighty, Paige, Paige, Me, Me, Me, and, Lauren, Lauren."
I said as I handed out the food and drinks.
"L-Lauren?"
I asked as Lauren didn't reach out to take the food.
"Lauren? C'mon, this isn't funny."
Paige told her, pushing her shoulder gently.
She didn't move."Shit! Mara, what do we do?!"
Paige asked me, unbuckling quickly. I pulled her off of the steering wheel, holding her head against my chest. I unbuckled her, trying to pull her into the passenger seat. Paige got out, placing Lauren into the passenger seat for me.
"Okay, just drive back to the pack house!"
I snapped at her, causing her to slide across the hood of the car. She pulled the car out of the parking lot. The wheels squealed against the asphalt. Paige's knuckles turned white against the steering wheel. Lauren moved slightly with every bump. I held her from behind, pulling a seatbelt around her.
Blue and red lights flashed around us. A siren called out.
"Okay, change of plans! Go to the hospital! The police car will follow us and maybe get us out of the ticket!"
"Will that work?"
"I don't fucking know!"
Paige bit her lip nervously as she pushed against the gas. The sirens seemed dull in comparison to my mate possibly dying in front of us.
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Too long later, we arrived in the hospital parking lot, the police car still following us.
Paige got out, running towards the ER. I got out, grabbing Lauren. I carried her bridal style as far as I could.
"C'mon, c'mon, Lauren. I'm not letting you die."
I told her as I crumpled to the ground with her against my lap.
The police officer got out of his car, walking up to us.
"No, no, no, no, no, no."
I told her, leaning my forehead against hers. The police officer approached me.
"Everything alright here, folks? You two didn't seem to hear my sirens."
He said, leaning down and putting an hand on my shoulder.
"Don't touch me."
I told him, through thick tears.
"Ma'am? Didn't your mama tell you not to talk to police officers like that?"
I ignored his question.
"Ma'am?"
He asked once more, taking a step closer. He kneeled down. As he saw Lauren's closed eyes, his heavy breathing hitched.
"My god. I-I'm so sorry. I'll get someone."
He ran off, almost slamming into Paige and a doctor with a stretcher.
Paige kneeled down, helping the doctor heave Lauren onto the stretcher.
"C'mon, Mara. Let's get inside."
Paige told me, gently holding my arm.
I blankly stared ahead of me, standing. I walked with Paige, her arm around my waist, my arms hugging myself.
The busy noises. The alcohol smell. The people rushing past us. And I felt... nothing. This has broken me. Paige ushered me into a small waiting room. A couple of fearful looking people stared at us hopefully, then turned away disappointedly.
Paige sat me down, covering my shoulders with her jacket. Maybe she thought I was cold. Maybe I was, I don't know. Flashes of Lauren come to my mind.
Her when I first saw her.
Her when she was sitting at the family dinner.
Her showing my around their room.
Her kissing me for the first time.
Her making love to me for the first time.
Her fighting against my old pack mates.
Her sitting next to me and Paige in the closet.
Her holding my hand as we watched the sun set.
"Fowl?"
A nurse called out from a sheet.
Paige stood up and I followed her with hesitation. We followed the nurse, passing several other rooms. In one, I heard two people crying. Fun.
"This is you two. I'll be back soon. Got lots of patients today."
Paige opened the door for me. I stepped in. The curtain was pulled all the way closed. My stomach suddenly tightened.
The door made a soft click as it shut. Paige grasped my hand, bringing up her spare hand, She pulled the curtain back slowly.
We both dropped our jaws. I let out a small gasp. Paige stayed silent, but I could hear her breath get caught in her throat.
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Ooh! What do you think happened? Also, I feel bad about giving you a cliffhanger but not really ;)
Update should be soon, depending on how easy school is this week. I gotta work my ass off to get two F's up before enrollment is finalized. Bleh.
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Loup-garouMara Fowl is a 17-year-old werewolf. She's the princess of Fowl pack. She's a senior in high school who goes to Westville High. This high school is in a small town, filled to the brim with bustling life and homophobes. Why does this matter, you may...