True love is forever

Chapter ~ 7

"Love is the most difficult and dangerous form of courage. Courage is the most desperate, admirable and noble kind of love." - Delmore Schwartz

- Viviana -

I awoke with a tight grasp around my waist. There was rough grain feeling against my cheek and a strong smell of salt in my nose. I un-unwillingly opened my eyes to the glare of the sun, high in the clear blue sky. I yawned and turned slightly to find Harry snoring softly beside me, his arms wrapped around me. He looked so peaceful, bless him. My bag was strewn on the ground beside me and I smiled at the memories of last night.

Swimming in each others arms, dancing under the moonlight, talking until sunrise and then falling asleep on the beach. Perfection, the only word I could think to describe it all. I had never felt so close to someone in my entire life. Harry was everything I could've imagined and more. We spent hours talking. Talking about our families, our hopes and dreams, he told me about his parents divorce and about his ex girlfriends. I loved hearing about his plans for the future, it looked so bright and so amazing and the whole time I was thinking I would look over him through it, maybe I could even help him. Suddenly things didn't seem so daunting.

"Babe?" Harry groggy voice echoed as his grip tightened.

"I'm here" I smiled cupping his face and kissing his cheek.

He grinned with his eyes closed and nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck making me giggle. He smelt so good in the morning. I mean how is that even possible? I closed my eyes again and thought but as I was slowly drifting back to sleep something lurched in my stomach and I jumped up clutching my stomach. I barely made it to the stub of weeds near where we and slept when everything I'd consumed the day before was spewing from my mouth and onto the ground. I groaned and heaved even more, wiping the sweat from my head.

"Jesus Viv are you alright?"

His cold hand rested on my forehead while his other hand rubbed soothing circles into my back. I tried to push him off, holding back the vomit that wouldn't seem to stop. He ignored me however and the more he rubbed my back the better I felt.

"Sorry you had to see that" I mumbled weakly collapsing to the ground.

"Hey you've nothing to be sorry for! I hope you haven't got food poisoning, you could be sick for days" Harry helped me up again and felt my forehead. His arm slipped around my waist supporting my waist. "C'mon lets get you back to the Villa"

I hobbled alongside him knowing for damn sure it wasn't food poisoning but I had been stupid enough to forget my pills and as usual I was forced to deal with the consequences. When Harry laid me down on the cool covers I shivered and curled up into a bawl. "Thanks for taking me home Haz, text me later yeah?" I mumbled closing my eyes again.

Harry chuckled "So stubborn. I'm not leaving Viv, now have you a first aid kit around here?"

I felt the warmth of a blanket around my shoulders and before I could reply I had drifted off again.

* My mother was crying harder than I'd ever seen her cry before while I lay there in horrific pain. I squealed for help but dad and Serena just stood there crying into each other. Paola looked like a ghost next to Fraya who was bent over in agony.

HELP! I tried to roar again but they couldn't hear me. I took my hand away from my clutched gut and saw the blood. I screamed again and looked around for help. I could see a bandage on the dresser in my room. I dragged myself over to it and heaved myself into standing position so I could take it. I went to put my hand on the door for more support but it was slowly opening and in walked Harry, pale, much thinner that I remembered and his hair was greasy and undone. I tried to smiled but he walked by me, I could see scars on his arms and when I looked in the direction he was crying, I did a double take. On the bed was a still, auburn haired girl with her eyes shut and her hands folded across her stomach. She looked peaceful, she looked happy, she looked exactly like me.