MOONLIGHT 《H.S》

TEN

It's been a week.

It's been a week and he hasn't said a word to me.

I have no idea what's going on with my body but I'm in constant pain, and I havent slept in two days.

I watched over Eli every night, took a bath at around four in the morning, I hear Harry come in and give Eli his morning bottle at around six, he makes breakfast, sees me get out of the bathroom, I stay there, just watching him and he ignores me.

I'm not in the wrong here, he is.

Tonight was especially hard since Eli got a fever. I stayed awake all night with him only for it to go away.

Gemma came by this morning and helped me out with him, she knew I was pregnant.

"You should slap some sense into him. I didn't raise him to be calling his girlfriend a bitch."

"I cant slap him. It's just as bad as him slapping me."

"Talk to him. It's been long enough. He's been crying too."

I sighed in despair, "He's ignoring me for no reason."

"Which is why you should talk to him."

"I made some chicken nuggets for the kids." Louis walked in with a tray and a huge smile, "I think I'm going to mess around with them for a bit."

I gave him a nod and a smile, "Yeah, Eli's not feeling well, I think a bit of fun would help him."

Eli and Senna both trailed behind Louis.

"Well, I'm gonna have to get back to Lake. He's been needing some lovin." She winked.

"Uhm, ew."

She left with another wink and I plopped down on the bed.

I sighed.

I got up to get something to drink. Maybe a smoothie.

Yeah that sounds nice I grabbed a smoothie I'd made for Eli and poured it on a cup just as Harry walked in.

Turned around and crossed my arms.

He ignored me.

"Harry we need to talk."

He ignored me.

"Harry, can you please—" The smell of garlic and unwashed laundry hit me.

I gagged.

I shook my head as I ran to the toilet, poking up water. Which was all I had yesterday.

Its probably not healthy.

"Okay, you're okay." Harry pat my back, "All good now?"

I turned to answer but I felt that urge to puke again so I did.

"What have you been eating?"

I didn't reply.

"I'm sorry." He said, "Really I just realized we aren't ready for a kid."

"I know you love kids Harry but you're nowhere near mature enough to have a kid."

"Ouch." He sat back and leaned into the wall across the toilet, "I missed you."

"I missed you too. I miss our bed back home."

"I know right? That big fluffy Alaska king bed we had. It fit four people."

I laughed, "Yeah harry you made a point of that. When can we go back? The earthlings are far from us I guess."

"We should go back. See what happens. Then maybe get us a nice house?" He suggested, "A cozy little cabin just for us huh, babe?"

"That'd be nice, Harry. Gemma's been checking up on the baby since you threw your bitch fit."

"Can we just forget about that?"

"As long as you dont do it again, we can."

Being with Harry was like teaching a child. I said this before, He's selfish, jealous and immature.

He even gets jealous of Eli sometimes. I wonder how jealous he'll be with this baby.

I still have to tell him about the Writhing.

Speaking of which, "Go get me some water please, pretty boy?"

"Of course, mama." He kissed my forehead and went to do as I asked.

I stood from the bathroom floor and washed my hands, brushed teeth and hair and tied my hair up.

"Hi daddy." A small voice came from Eli who was standing at the door closing it, "What are you doing?"

"Making mama some healthy food." He smiled at him, "Want some?"

"What is it?" He plopped down on the floor.

Harry frowned, "Come here Bubby."

Harry took Eli in his arms and continued cooking, "Ahhh, open."

Eli opened his mouth go receive a spoonful of cheese.

He giggled, "Thank you daddy."

I smiled, I knew this was gonna get even harder as time went by. Life wasnt gonna go as planned as soon as I told him about the Writhing he was gonna shut me out.

"So, who's up for a movie?"

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It was four in the morning when I woke up to Harry's head on my stomach like always, Eli's feet by my head and me in terrible pain.

"Shit." I grabbed harry's hair, "Harry move."

"Huh? What?"

I kicked him, I was Writhing in pain, "Harry, Move I'm–"

I howled in pain, "Ow, just move. Move I need to go."

He finally got off of me and I rushed off the bed.

"What's going on!"

I of course didn't reply.

I sighed in relief when it went away. Just lying down on the cold floor.

Harry sat down on the floor next to me, "You're hiding something from me and I don't like it."

"You don't have to like it." I told him, "Go back to bed. I'll be there soon."

"Mummy?" Eli looked down at me from the bed, "You okay?"

"I'm fine baby." I sat up, "I'll go take my shower."

I left quicker than I usually did, but Harry followed me.

"What?" I asked while undressing, I turned on the hot, "Please just leave. I need to shower."

He sighed, "We have to talk tomorrow."

"How about no?"

"Damn it, why are you so difficult?"

"I don't know you tell me."

"Whatever, Soren, I think we should go home at ten. I cant stand you."

"Then leave you fucking idiot leave me alone!" I screamed back at him.

It was blind rage. He slammed the door shut.

This is what I mean by immaturity. We weren't in a stable relationship.

I wasn't right, he wasn't right. Everything was a mess. And I'm a Writhing.

I really just want to die now.