The werewolf mate

Chapter 19- Stomach Butterflies

***** Hey guys. Sorry it's short my computer crashed and I lost everything on it! And I won't be able to post until late Sunday or Monday because I'm going camping, but I'm hoping a lot of people will comment and vote, so when I come back I have something to look forward to. So please do COMMENT and VOTE. And thanks to kittykaye1 and cupcakeninja104 being my first fans on Wattpad. Luv, y'all, and Bella shifts tomorrow (her birthday)!!! Sorry, to the story! ********

The Werewolf Mate

Chapter 19- Stomach Butterflies

*** Bella's P.O.V. ***

"Ahhh," I heard someone yell, as a door banged open. That scream was familiar. Wait! It was Drew! I jumped off Scott's bed hearing the shower turn off as I ran from the room. I ran down the hallways and the flight of stairs to the first floor pushing people out of my way to get to Drew. As my feet hit the floor at the bottom of the stairs Drew screamed again, but cussing followed this one and a bunch of swears at God. I ran faster to the little hallway that led to the living room by the front door, just in time to see Jason and Jake set down Drew on a leather couch, with only sweats on.

Blood was pouring from his side, dripping off his stomach hitting the couch and floor. I ran to his side gripping his hand letting tears pour down my face. People piled in the room one after another to see who got hurt. After about a minute a doctor came into the room and went straight to Drews' side, and started to tend to his wound, carefully. I heard a gut wrenching sob come from behind me. I turned around, tears still coming from my eyes, to see a crying Lydia. I got up and wrapped my arms around her. She cried into the crook of my neck as I patted her back. Soon I dropped my eyes and she walked over to Drew who getting gauze wrapped around his stomach. Lydia fell to her knees and Drew, who wasn't cussing or swearing at God anymore, wiped away her tears and took her hand.

"I'm sorry. Are you okay?" I turned to see a wet haired Scott behind me. I nodded my head answering his question afraid my voice would crack. Scott took me into his arms and I rested my head against his shoulder. He smoothed my hair, and put his chin on top of my head, while whispering encouragements to me. We stayed like that letting my eyes dry up. I wiped my eyes and looked back to see an unconscious Drew and Lydia on the couch. Lydia was positioned on his chest but her stomach was pulled back away from the gauze where his wound was.

" I need to talk to Shauna. I'll be back," Scott said kissing me on the forehead and walking out of the living room before I replied. I looked back over at the couch. As my eyes raked over it I saw the blood had been cleaned there but as I looked down further, to the floor, I saw drops of red. The blood that was dripped on the tan colored carpet was seeping through and starting to dry. I walked to the kitchen to look for the cleaning supplies. I searched through all the cabinets until I found the supplies under the kitchen sink. I took it out and walked back to the living room to clean up Drew's blood off the carpet. It seems that I'm always cleaning up Drew's messes. Injured or not.

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*** Scott's P.O.V. ***

I walked to Shauna's room wondering how we were going to continue our plan, since Drew got shot. It will take at least three days for Drew to heal completely but Bella's birthday was tomorrow and that's the day we wanted to have her party on. As I walked up to Shauna's door it opened. Tyson was standing there a huge chocolate chip cookie in his hand and every type of make-up covering his face.

"She's evil," he whispered to me as I walked in and he walked out. I just shook my head feeling sorry for the having to go through that torture.

"I heard that Tyson! Do you want me to take that cookie away from you?" Lydia yelled from in her closet. Tyson yelled a quick no before running off shoving his cookie in his mouth. I shut the door as Lydia came out of her closet holding a black dress. Probably for Bella's party, tomorrow.

"We can't have the party. Drew got shot by some hunters while running," I said. Lydia frowned about the party but gasped when she heard about Drew.

"Is he alright? And can't we just have the people from the pack at the party but back to Drew. Are you sure he is alright?" Shauna said without taking a breath. I told her Drew was all right and relief flashed across her face. We started talking about the party. Drew should be able to come. He'd just have to walk with a crutch. We were hoping that it would work. We decided to have it but not let anyone know until tomorrow and not let him or her tell Bella. I said goodbye to Shauna letting her go to sleep.

I walked back to the living room looking for Bella, but she wasn't there. I sniffed the air and smelled her scent. It led to my room. I opened up the door to see asleep on my bed in one of my shirts that went to her mid-thigh on her. I looked at the clock next to her. It read 11:47 p.m. so I went and changed into some sweats. I walked over to the bed and pulled Bella into my arms as soon as I got in. I kissed her forehead and whispered, "Goodnight my love.' Before falling into a dreamless sleep.

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Tyson got his cookie!!! And once again sorry it's short; it's my computers fault! Bye go-to-go pack. COMMENT and VOTE, please.