Light Side (Sequel to Dark Side)

Chapter 8

Harry and I are laying in bed one night, and I'm trying my best to fall asleep. Harry fell asleep, so I cuddled closer, wanting his touch. My forehead rested on his chest, and I closed my eyes. 

My stomach had a sudden wave of pain, and I quickly sat up and covered my mouth to prevent myself from screaming. I closed my eyes tightly and clung to the bed sheets tightly. Then I quietly walked to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. 

I stood over the toilet, my hands on the lid. I squeezed out a few tears from the pain, then I threw up. The pain lessened, so I sat next to the toilet, my hands wrapped around my middle. My skin was dangerously pale, and my fangs had grown out. My breathing was turning heavy, and I was craving blood. 

Quickly, I stood up and walked back upstairs. I shook Harry awake, and he slowly sat up. 

"What is it, baby?" 

I bite my lip, then cross my arms. "I'm hungry." 

He doesn't even fight me. He just stands up and we walk downstairs. 

"Ill get you something. You stay here." He says. 

I grab his shoulder and spin him back around. 

"No. I'm going. I've been in here for too long. Please." I beg. 

He thinks, then nods. 

"Fine. But stay close to me." 

I nod. We sneak off to the forest, and I press myself against a tree. Harry stood in front of me, obviously nervous about me being here. 

"There's movement over there. Stay here while I get whatever it is." he says, turning to face me. 

I hesitate, then sigh. "Fine." 

"I mean it, Naomi. Don't move." He says. 

I groan quietly, and cross my arms. 

"Yes, sir." I say sarcastically. 

He kisses my cheek then leaves. I lose him in the dark. Wind blows through my hair, and I look around. My hunger is getting worse and worse. I'm starting to shake. I sit down in the grass, the pain returning. I let out a small whine. 

"You alright, sweetheart?" 

The sudden voice made me jump. My head shot up and I saw those familiar red eyes. Liam's devilish grin stared at me. 

"What are you doing here?" I ask, stepping back a little. 

He shrugs and leans against a tree. 

"Nothing. What are you doing here?" 

I bite my lip, nervous.

"Um, Harry's getting me food." 

He nods. 

"Aww has someone still not learned how to hunt?" he asks. 

I roll my eyes and turn away from him. 

"Just leave." 

Liam's all of a sudden in front of me, looking me up and down. In a sudden panic, I spin around, hiding my middle. 

"What is wrong with you?" he asks. 

I don't look at him. 

"Nothing, I just don't like you staring at me like that." I say. 

He walks in front of me, then laughs under his breath. 

"Ok, then. See you later, sweetheart." He says, turning around. 

I roll my eyes again. 

"And I'm not looking foward to it." I say under my breath. 

Harry came back a little bit after that, I drank, and we went back home. We slipped under the covers, and Harry held me very close. My eyes close and, after three hours of trying, I fell asleep.

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