Chapter 23

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Harry's Pov

  I don't know why but she makes me so mad sometimes, I could feel my eyes turning red as she kept talking the only way to calm down was only if she left the room. After she did that I could hear the sound of the fridge being opened and then I heard the sink running.. that's weird why would she need the sink to drink from a blood bag. Rushing down stairs, I found the kitchen empty with the blood bag in the sink. Groaning I used vampire speed and left the house to look for her in the woods.

 I've been looking for a good 15 minutes and I can't find her at all, I stopped looking for a minute to catch my breathe; I was starting to feel weak which meant that Haven was as well.Putting my hand against the tree I leaned against it and tried to listen for Haven again but I couldn't hear anything but I did smell something and it was blood. Running toward the smell I knew I would find Haven with the smell but I suddenly stopped when a cry of pain was heard throughout the forest causing the birds to flee the trees above my head, my eyes widen and I rushed toward the scream.

" HAVEN!!", I shouted. While running I started to see a figure laying on the floor when I got closer I saw that it was Haven and she had an arrow in her stomach. I skidded to a stop and fell to my knees, I went to touch the arrow and she flinched from my touch and she immediately groaned from pain after doing that; I looked up at her and saw her black tear marks on her face and her lips were parted slightly as she inhaled through her nose and puffed out air from her mouth.

" I have to pull it Haven.", I said while reaching for it again but was stopped again by her hand gripped tightly on my wrist.

" No!", she yelled at me.

" Haven, I have to take it out or else something could happen to you!", I yelled back. Her eyes flashed  gold as her eye brows came together and I noticed her forehead had a light laced of sweat on it and her lip started to quiver. I used both hands and pulled the arrow out really quickly and she shot up and cried out as she clutched her stomach and fell on her side landing with a soft 'thud'; she was breathing heavy and her hair was in front of her face like a curtain. I softly turned her towards me and moved her hair out of her face to see her eyes were back to  deep brown but they were still producing tears, I moved my gaze down to her stomach and removed her hand from above the wound to see the shape of the head of the arrow and her blood coming out of it.

" Your going to heal by tomorrow, ok.", I told her while looking back in her eyes. She nodded and I stood up and picked her up bridal style and headed back to the house but not without the arrow in my back pocket.

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Haven's Pov

 Harry carried me back to the house and every time he moved I could feel the pain in my stomach from the vibrations coming from his feet, when we got home he passed the room I usually would be in and went next to it and went through the door and closed it with his foot, he softly laid me on the dark blue comforter of his bed and walked to the bathroom; while he did that I looked around the room and saw it was somewhat neat with a few shirts on the chair that was near the door. On my right there was a small dresser with the lamp on it and to my left there was a desk next to the window.  I turned my attention back to Harry as he stepped out the bathroom with the first aid kit. ' Oh not this again', I thought to myself and a groan escaped my mouth.

" Relax, I'm not going to put alcohol on it, I'm going to wipe the blood and put gauze on it.", he stated as he sat next to me on the bed and opened the kit and took out peroxide and some gauze with the medical tape.  I watched as he focused on cleaning the wound and saw the way he forehead creased as he focus and the way his muscles flexed as he reached into the kit that was now on the other side of me to get the medical scissors to cut the tape. To be honest I would be lying if I said he wasn't cute because he was.

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