Rare Species

Chapter Twenty Two

{Natasha's POV}

A dull pain tingled in my back as I rolled to my side. "Natasha." A soft voice cooed before I was pulled sidewards. My eyes slowly opened as I looked up at the blurry figure. "Hello." A large hand ran through my hair as I scrunched my face up.

"H-Harry?"

"I'm right here." He whispered. My vision came back a bit more precise as Harry's face slowly came to detail. He smiled at me as he took my hands in his. "Hw are you feeling?" He asked as I shrugged.

"I'm a bit numb so I guess it could be worse." Harry nodded biting his bottom lip nervously. He kissed the back of my hands and looked down at me again.

"Do you need anything? Water? Are you hungry? Cold? Do you need panadol? Pain killers?" I shook my head and sighed against my pillow.

"Just rest." Harry nods as he reaches down and pulls a piece of hair behind my ear. "Wheres everyone else?" He shrugged moving so he sat on the side of the bed beside me.

"I don't know actually. I've been in here waiting for you to wake up." I couldn't help but smile at him lightly. But it slowly faded as I looked up at him.

"Are you hurt? Anywhere?" Putting a hand on his forearm, he chuckled lightly and shook his head.

"No. I'm fine. It was just you. And well..." I furrowed my eyebrows as he looked down. "Ashely..." My eyes widened as I sat up abruptly. "Whoa, be careful Natasha." Harry put a hand on my stomach as he pressed me back onto my bed.

"Ashley. What about Ashley? Is she ok?" Harry's eyes fogged a bit as he turned his head. "Tell me she's ok..." I whispered as he lightly shook his head.

"S-she's..." We sat in silence as I could feel my heart rate pick up. "She's d-dead Natasha." My eyes widened as I stared at him in utter shock. My gaze averted up to the ceiling as I just stared at it. "A-Alex tried. He really did Natasha. He lost them but found them. But by the time he did... i-it was too late." Ashley's dead. I can't believe this.

I didn't move or speak. I just stayed staring at the ceiling.

"Natasha." Harry leant down near me though I kept staring. I had known Ashely at a younger age, she was practically my family. And now she's dead and I just...

Harry lifted a hand and wiped away my loose escaping tear as he leant his face down.

"I'm sorry." He whispered placing his lips on my cheek. My bottom lip trembled and I closed my eyes as my hands gripped the duvet. "I'm so sorry..." Harry whispered kissing beside my ear. My hands silently lifted and gripped his sides. As my fingers lightly shook against his material, he kissed up to my forehead slowly. "I'm here." He whispered. I tugged him down closer as my eyes looked at the ceiling.

Harry slid underneath the blanket with me we he wrapped his arms around my chest. A small cry came out of my mouth from nowhere followed by more. They slowly turned into sobs as they progressed louder. Harry hid my face in his chest as his tail wrapped around my waist.

"S-she's gone..." I sobbed now clutching to his material.

"I know Natasha. I know." He whispered softly. We laid there listening for a long while to my sobs that escaped. Eventually I had nothing left and just laid quietly against Harry. Harry rubbed his fingers over my ears to calm me and the second hand up and down my shoulder.

"Stay." I muttered as Harry leant his head down. "With me." He pecked my nose nodding as my face was pulled into his neck.

"I'm not going anywhere for a long while." He reassured as I felt myself drifting off. "I promise."

~*~*~*~*~

It had been a few days that have passed and nothing has happened. Except a once sighting of a few Youkai's around the area. Alex was silent and distant. He had gone to take the Youkai's down and not returned. His body was found a day later near the house leaving only three of us in the house. Harry is very clingy to me. He goes everywhere I do. He eats, sleeps and bathes when I do. But not together of course. I won't let him.

Louis has been distant from me and especially Harry. I try to involve him but every time he sees Harry, he just retreats back to his room. I know a lot has happened and everything is filled with sadness, but things will get better. They have to.

Harry and I sat in the lounge room on the floor. I sat between his legs as he kept lightly peppering my neck every now and then with kisses. Every time I went to move, he either restricted me or asked where I was going. His tail wrapped around my stomach as I stared down at it.

"Natasha?" I hummed in response as he put his chin on my shoulder. "You ok?" I nodded my head and glanced at him.

"I'm ok." He frowns from my blank reply before tightening his arms just below my chest. I didn't have the energy I used to have nor have I been archery training for a while. Luckily we found the equipment and retrieved it. Well, Alex did when he was, you know... still alive.

"You seem uncomfortable. Is something bothering you?" Letting out a deep sigh, I turned to him as he gave me his full attention.

"It's about Louis." Harry furrowed his eyebrows as I looked down again. "He's lonely and sad. It's just depressing here for him and I fear if he stays any longer he will gain depression." Harry looked at my shoulder.

"I suppose you're right." Gripping his arm with one hand, I closed my eyes.

"I think it's time he moved on."

~ NouisHoransons_child