All night I thought about what Rhydian had said. What I’d replied with. It haunted me, I thought about Marcel and what he was talking about. Wolf stuff probably. He would kill me if he knew I had visited Rhydian. Fuck it, it’s too hot to sleep and it’s only eight, Na I’m going out. I got dresses in my black leather skirt and laced belly top before placing my purple stilettos on my feet. No make-up was needed and I grabbed my purse and walked out the door. A local club was just down the road and I began to strut down the path. I could hear the music about a mile away and it was playing ‘I cry by Flo Rida.’ I burst through the doors and went straight up to the bar.
“Err, I’ll have vodka and tonic pretty please,” the woman at the bar nodded and told me the bill.
“3.60 please.” Her words slurred so she was obviously pissed. I handed her the money and sat at a table by myself. It was pitch black so I didn’t notice someone come and join me.
“Hello,” I jumped and my drink spilled over the table.
“Who the fuck are you?” I hissed and then recognized his voice. A light shone upon us then and I saw Rhydian. “Oh crap.”
“Sorry, can we talk in the light?” he asked and I immediately moved to a different table. Rhydian was now wearing a blue jumper, ripped jeans and a black leather jacket. Damn I wanted to kiss him so bad, “Kiss me then,” and I forgot about that. “Yes you did,” this was starting to piss me off.
“Don’t say anything!” I cautioned before ordering a beer and some more vodka. After about five glasses I was all over Rhydian and was totally drunk. He’d only sipped at his beer and it was still half full.
“I think we should get you home and in bed,” Rhydian suggested.
“Only if you come in bed with me!” I commanded and he sighed. He lifted me up under my back and legs before walking out the door. I nuzzled my head against his cheek and began to sober up. I felt comfortable in Rhydian’s arms and safe. We were back in my house in a couple of minutes and Rhydian laid me on my bed.
“Please, Rhydian, don’t go.” I pleaded and he came and sat next to me. I cuddled up to him before I lifted my head to see Rhydian’s eyes were closed. I took this opportunity to my advantage and kissed him on the lips. His instantly connected to mine and after about a second he got bored and wanted more. Rhydian licked my bottom lip and I gave him entrance. Our tongues danced and battled until eventually I wrapped one hand around his thigh. Rhydian pulled back and whispered,
“I’ve wanted to feel this way for a long time, thank you.” I wrapped my legs around his waist and I knew that my mission was to make Rhydian happy. I tugged at his shirt, wanting it off. He pulled back and was only in his underwear within seconds. I bit my lip and slowly undressed myself. I left my bra and briefs on and sat on Rhydians lap. I body rolled once and he moaned. Rhydian turned my head and crashed his lips into mine. His lips were soft and his hands traced my crotch area.
“Go for it,” I allowed and he ripped my under wear off. I pulled his down and kept my eyes closed. A shooting pain went straight up me and I knew he wasn’t taking this slow, no, he was going straight for it. I moaned and pushed my chest up. Our lips reconnected and he pushed his shaft in and out of me.
“I-I-I-I’m close.” He stuttered and I suddenly felt something gooey inside of me. He pulled back, gasping for air. It stung horribly after wards and I went for a shower.
“Sorry but blood it trickling down my thigh and I have to wash it off.” I stated before wrapping my towel around me.
“Can I join the fun? Please!” remember Ellie, I warned myself before nodding. I held out a hand and he hesitated before taking it.
“I love you Ellie, please, I know you love me too.”Rhydian said before I turned on the shower.
“I know, but I love Marcel more. I’m sorry,” his face sank but I attempted to kiss the pain away, I stepped into the shower and Rhydian followed. When I showered I made myself some toast to eat. I was ravishing and I hadn’t eating for a day or two. It was now next day so we must’ve made love for a while. I was ravishing and ate nearly a whole loaf. When I’d washed the dishes and cleaned up my throat felt blocked, I knew that feeling. I began to gag and ran to the toilet. I was violently sick over and over again and tears dribbled down my face.
“Ellie?” my head snapped up and I closed the lid on the loo.
“You don’t need to see this Rhydian.” I sighed and my stomach cramped. I bent over in pain and screamed. Wait, I knew these signs. I just slept with Rhydian; I was unusually hungry and morning sickness. Oh no. Rhydian froze ah he read my thoughts.
“Oh no, oh no, oh no, I can’t be…pregnant.”
~Harry’s pov~
I had been searching for Ellie all morning. There was only one place left that she could be, home. Why hadn’t I searched there first? When I arrived the stench of vampires was covering the house. Oh no, Rhydian. I broke the door off of its hinges and stormed around the kitchen. Rhydian sat on the counter, worry drowning him.
“Where is Ellie?” I asked through clenched teeth.
“Here,” a weak whisper came from Ellie’s mouth. I gasped and ran over to her. I hugged her and she took in a deep breath, “Careful don’t hurt the…” she cut off mid sentence and looked at Rhydian.
“The what?” I questioned both of them. Neither gave me an answer and I called Marcel.
“Marcel, I’ve found her, get over here now!” I slapped my phone shut and placed it on the side. A knock was on the door after about thirty seconds.
“Ellie!” he exclaimed when I opened it.
“Careful of the…” she shook her head when Marcel went to hug her.
“The what?” Marcel was confused as her looked at Rhydian. Then Marcel got this idea, the most possible one yet. “You slept with my girlfriend?”
“Yes, and she might be pregnant,” Rhydian seemed pleased with this and she glared at him. Tears filled both Marcel’s and Ellie’s eyes and I spoke,
“Rhydian, you should go, we should go,” Rhydian nodded and walked out the door. I knew this wasn’t the end of them.
“How could you? You said you loved me!” Marcel was sobbing and so was Ellie, we could hear them outside.
“I’m sorry, I was drunk and Rhydian took me home and told me that no one has ever loved him since he was changed and I felt so sorry. I didn’t know what I was doing! Marcel please I love you I’m sorry!” Marcel wasn’t going to forgive her that easy, I knew for he had said he loved her from day one.
“It’s not that easy Ellie, I’m not going to make you kill it. Even if it’s his, you obviously love him more than me for you got pregnant with that prick!”
“Listen to me! Rhydian said all these things and I would’ve said yes! But no I said o him ‘No for I love Marcel more.’!” I had to get him out before it was too late. I opened the door and froze.
“Marcel, you need to go.”
“Fine, we’re over Ellie. This is breaking my heart. Goodbye.”
~Ellie’s pov~
Marcel left me sobbing and I couldn’t take it. I let out a scream that made my ears ring before I grabbed me flat screen and pulled it off of the wall. I smashed it against the wall which sent shatters of glass all over my body. I didn’t care as I picked up my coffee table and threw that on the ground, continuously screaming while doing so. I pushed my leather sofa’s over and managed to pull my radiator off the wall. I was bleeding heavily but I still carried on…my anger had yet to be drained. I went into the kitchen and picked up all of the dishes. I chucked them on the floor and screamed though it was cut off by my sobs. I sat on the floor but my blood was still boiling. I ran up the stairs and into my room where I threw my stereo out the window. I punched the window continuously until it smashed and made my knuckles bleed. I screamed at the top of my lungs and pulled off all my bedding, I got this idea next. I opened my window and stepped out onto the outer windowsill. I took three deep and last breaths before turning around and letting myself fall.
I thought I was dead, but I could feel the wind blowing against my body. My eyes snapped open and I was still falling. Then I remembered that it doesn’t take two seconds to fall. I let out a scream from the adrenaline but I was caught before I could hit the ground.
“Ellie, what have you done to yourself?” it was Rhydian who had saved me. He sounded genuinely concerned but if he loved me, he would’ve let me fall. “If I loved you then I would’ve saved you Ellie and I did.” My cuts were beginning to sting and my body ached.
“I can walk myself,” I stated and I set me down. After 5 seconds of walking my leg was in abdominal pain and I couldn’t walk anymore. “Where are we going?”
“Marcel’s house,” he replied and I sighed. Rhydian suddenly lifted me up and began to run. We were at Marcel’s house within five minutes and Rhydian knocked on the door. Niall opened the door and took one look at me.
“Harry!” he called and Harry ran up to him. He looked at Rhydian first and clenched his fists but then he looked at me and worry over lapped his face. Harry stepped aside and Rhydian walked through the door.
“Where should I put her?” I winced in pain as he laid me on the sofa. “So I’ll be going.” A tear left my eye and he stood up and walked away. Marcel walked through the door and asked,
“Why was bloodsucker here?” all of their heads looked at me and Marcel’s followed. He gasped when he saw me and ran to my side. “What did you do?!” I raised my eyebrows and remembered when I told him about my imperfection.
“Ellie, we need to clean you up,” someone stated but it was too late, I couldn’t feel my body. Everywhere was a blur and their voices muted. The room carried on getting darker, just like imagined my death. Painful and slow.
I didn’t understand how I could still hear their voices what seemed like forever after. It was clearer and I heard an unfamiliar voice say that she was going to clean me up before the stitching. Was I now a fabricated toy? Then I remembered what I did to myself. Oh, I was in hospital, and she was going to stitch my cuts up.
“Will she feel anything?” a voice I knew asked, Marcel. Inside I was smiling but I couldn’t force and smile upon my body, just like I could force my eyes open.
“No, honey, don’t worry. She’s in a coma, she just can’t wake up and you can’t feel anything in your sleep.” It was silent so I guessed Marcel nodded. Oh how I wished that me and Rhydian hadn’t happened…no I didn’t. I just wish I wasn’t pregnant…no I don’t. I’m not getting rid of this baby, I’m not strong enough.
When I woke up, which seemed like, several months later the whole family was surrounding me. All of their mouths were open and the blood drained from their faces. Rhydian, Marcel and the pack was at the end of the bed too. My brow furrowed in confusion and I tried to sit up.
“Ellie?” all their voices spoke and it made my head spin. I nodded and I nurse peeped through the curtains.
“I see Ms. Goodson is awake! Well, you’ve had a lucky survival. Okay right so I just have to do a few checkups before you can go.” She stated clearly before bringing out a micro torch and flashing it in my eye.
When all checkups were finished I got into a taxi with the others-except the pack-not including Marcel-and mum announced some devastating news.
“The doctor came to check up on you and said you need to take these pills for your…anger,” she brought out a container of drugs and continued. “He also suggested you take a holiday so you, me, Josh and Lillie are going to Devon for the week.” I sighed and raised my hands in surrendance.
“Fine, you win. You managed to smuggle your way back into my life. Congrats!” I shook my head in disgust; it had been years since I’d seen Josh and Lillie. I was thirteen when I walked out of the door and to Amelia’s house. You remember Amelia, my best friend? I lived there until I was sixteen and when I got my own house, a year later, this shit happened. My body tensed as Marcel placed a arm around my neck.
“I love you too much to let you go,” he whispered into my ear and then nibbled at the lobe.
“I love you too,” I whispered and tilted my head against his shoulder. Oh, how I’d missed his warmth.
When we arrived back at my place-after dropping mum and that lot of at their own homes-Marcel pulled me onto the sofa and gripped my hands. “If we get back together there has to be one condition,” I nodded my head furiously, showing I would do anything. “Then you are going to have that baby,” I placed a hand on my stomach, “and give it to a couple who cannot have children.”
“That’s agreed, and that’s also a very…nice…for those people but I have a condition for us, while we still can,” I finished my sentence by kissing him and the signs clicked. Marcel began to kiss back and he lifted me up, and set me down on my bed. The house seemed…fixed…did I mention that already? Everywhere was tidied up and all the smashed up stuff was there again.
Marcel placed a hand on my rear end and I gasped. I felt his lips smile and I pulled away.
“Don’t get cheeky,” that sentence was cut off by Marcel beginning to strip. I licked my lips and took off my checked shirt, leaving me in my neon blue bra. Marcel raised and eye brow and I blushed furiously. Shit, my briefs are that matching colour! I only had a skater skirt on so Marcel could get access easily, so I left my skirt on. Marcel sighed and pulled me closer to him, he’d left his boxers on. With one quick movement he had my bra off which was now revealing my breasts. I couldn’t blush for I was too busy ‘snogging’-as people would say-Marcel. He had my skirt and briefs off in seconds, plus his own underwear. Now it was his turn to blush! He entered his member into me with ease and this was the third time that I’d been in pain. After a couple minutes the pain disintegrated and I was left with Marcel’s long, thick shaft going in and out of me.
I’d expected the goo to come sometime soon. And just as predicated, it did. Marcel pulled out of me and pulled back, reaching for his clothes. I grasped onto his arm and shook my head. “No, I’m not done yet,” I breathed heavily. Curiosity drowned him as I griped his hand and pulled him towards me. I placed him on the edge of the bed and I kneeled at the side. I took a deep breath and licked the end of his bulge before wrapping my mouth around his shaft. While bobbing my head up and down Marcel moaned in delight. He laughed when I pulled away and confusion swept over me. Marcel grabbed me by the waist and kissed me.
“I love you so much, Ellie. You are my life now and I’m going to do whatever it takes to keep us together!” he declared and I cuddled up to him and kissed his chest. Darkness came over me and I was fully aware of that fact that I was dreaming. I’m in hospital; Marcel is sitting beside me with a beautiful baby girl. Suddenly his face screws up in disgust and he shoves it in my face.
“This isn’t my baby! It’s Rhydian’s! You sicko!” he throws it on the floor and the baby cries out just like me crying out for Marcel.
“Marcel! Come back! I love you! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to it was a mistake!” warm stuff falls from my eyes and an arm is wrapped around my waist.
“It’s okay, baby girl!” Rhydian’s voice rings in my ear. Blood dribbles from his mouth and he winks, “I like Marcel’s blood.”