"Oliver?" I ask, having no vision.
"Yes bub?" He asks, rolling over. I lift my head up from his chest to see his bright eyes looking into mine.
"I think I'm ready to talk to my friends." His body stiffens. "I know. They hurt me. But I can expect they would be somewhat worried." He slowly nods.
"Go get ready, I'll make you some breakfast." He tells me as I step down the ladder. "I'll drop you off at Chels' house and I'll go to the store to pick up a few things." I give him a warm smile and walk over to the cupboard that now stores mine and Oliver's clothes.
I pick out a simple grey sweater and dark blue skinny jeans, that surprisingly still fit. I grab my towel off the end of the bed and head into the bathroom. As I prepare my shower I undress myself and study my baby bump. I move my hands over my stomach that contains a growing life of 4 and a half months. My mind starts to wander and I begin to think of how my little one is doing, whether it's a girl or a boy. I feel the sickness arise as I step into the shower. I empty the bile into the shower and I watch it travel down the drain. Almost immediately I hear the sound of the door opening and someone by my side.Oliver whispers soothing words into my ear as he helps me stand up. Even when I am able to stand myself he refuses to leave my side and remove his hands from my waist. Eventually we are standing together in the shower, washing ourselves. I space out but am brought back to reality when my senses pick up something.
"Oliver! Breakfast!" I state with wide eyes. He calms me down and prepares to explain himself.
"I know. I turned the stove off, the oven is on low with our food in it." My mouth falls open. That was fast.
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"Are you sure you want to do this?" Oliver asks worried, as we sit in the car, parked on Chelsea's driveway. I nod my head.
"It's now or never." I push open the car door and place a foot on the light, sky blue coloured driveway. I lift my other foot out of the car and soon find myself pressing the door bell button on the modern, white, double door. 5 seconds later I am greeted by a shocked Chelsea.
"Willow?" She almost gasps, pulling me into a tight hug. She must have felt the slight enlargement of my belly against hers as she pulls back, hands on my arms. "You've put on weight?" I slowly nod my head.
"Please can I come in and explain?" She eagerly nods, taking my hand in hers. I look back to see Oliver staring at me, I give him a small smile and blow him a kiss with my free hand. She ushers me to the couch and offers me any food or drink. I politely decline as I take my seat on the light grey, 3 cushioned couch. Chelsea walks over with a glass of water and takes a sip before setting it down on the glass coffee table placed in the middle of the spacious lounge room.
"So what's been happening?" She asks, crossing her arms over her chest. I swallow the lump in my throat.
"Everything started months ago. My first day of school." I explain to her everything. From how I started messaging that number, and the kiss. How I found out it was Oliver from our classes. I then went into explaining how my parents died, a few tears trailing down my cheeks. I tell her about moving into Oliver's house, about how we started dating. I told her about our day out, sight seeing. I tell her about everything, leaving out the fact that my boyfriend is a vampire and I'm a shapeshifter. I tell her everything in-between that. I tell her about me getting raped. I tell her how I found out I was pregnant. A few times I cry. Like when I told her how I found Oliver that time in the bush near his house, with blood rushing down his arm, him blaming himself for what happened to me. I tell her how supportive he's been, how caring and careful he has been. By the end, i'm out of breath and I have tears pouring down my cheeks.
"Willow it's okay. It's okay." Chelsea pulls me into a tight hug as I sob. "I lost my brother." She confesses. I pull back and look at her with shock. She slowly nods. "He went missing, and soon found dead."
"Chels. I also have something else I feel like you should know." I take a deep breath and see her nod. "I'm. I'm a shapeshifter." Her mouth drops and her eyes pop. I look up to meet her stare.
"A shapeshifter?" She questions. "Amy. She is too." Now it's my time to be shocked. Chelsea nods. "Yep. Amy is a shapeshifter too." Wow. How I didn't know this already is a big surprise.
Chelsea and i just hang out for the rest of the day. Sitting around watching TV, putting on some chick flicks, playing a couple board and card games.
But our time was interrupted by a knock on the door. Oliver. I call out to him saying i'll be a minute.
"Willow. I'm sorry." Chelsea states suddenly. She looks at my confused expression as she continues, "that day in town. When i was shopping with the girls and we said we were all busy. It's a tradition that we have been doing for years. Im sorry."
"Thats the day i was raped. I had ran away crying because of you guys. Then i was raped." A tear falls down my cheek as i slowly walk towards the door.
"Willow im-"
"Save it Chels." I push the door open and take a step outside, wrapping my arms around Oliver. "I love you" i whisper against his lips. Our lips lock together tightly for a brief moment before we hop into the car and drive home.
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Bear Hugs - COMPLETED
Storie d'amoreA new girl walks into the class, as soon as she does, she spots a rather good looking guy at the teachers desk. He has a past, he has secrets, he covers up his depression by smiling. The girl, she is happy, she doesn't have much history with depress...