Wolf
A Thousand Apologies
*Grace's P.O.V:
Be with Harry... Take me to Harry.
I closed my eyes in the field after he shimmered away from me.
Take me to Harry.
I was hit with so much pain, I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach a million times. I kept my eyes closed tight but as I opened my mouth to call for Harry, my body pitched upward and I let out an inhuman shriek.
"Harry, get me some morphine, she's going crazy!" Blood. Blood. I need to spill blood. I need to kill something and watch the blood slowly seep from it's wounds.
As my body fell back down on whatever mattress where I was laying, my eyes darted open. I looked around fast, darting my eyes in every different direction.
"Oh, my God..." Gemma said, looking down at me. Blood! Spill blood!
No! Not Gemma!
I had to restrain myself from trying to claw Gemma's eyes out. What's wrong with me? I felt like... I wasn't the only person living inside my body.
When I saw Harry round the corner, again both instincts went haywire. One saying protect Harry; the other saying spill blood!
"What the hell is that?" He screamed, as he looked into my eyes but I didn't dare open my mouth again, just in case I lost it.
"I don't know. That's never happened." Gemma said, as she stuck a needle in my arm. The pain in my side immediately dulled and I opened my mouth a little, sighing softly. No scream.
"Can I... can I have a second with her?" Harry asked and Gemma obliged, leaving us alone. "You followed me." He smiled, pushing the sweat soaked hair away from my forehead.
"I told you I'd always come back." I smiled, happy I could speak English words.
"I'd rather know you'd never leave." He smiled, sadly, kissing my cheek.
"Not on purpose." He moved his lips from my cheek, to my lips, kissing me tenderly. But when his fingers found their way into my raggedy hair, the voice came back. Kill! Must have blood! Must spill blood!
The hand I had rested against his neck scratched harshly, drawing blood. I could feel the thick substance coat my finger.
"Ow! What the hell, Dylan!" He pulled away when he looked at me, backing up slowly. "Your eyes are red, again, Dyl." His beautiful green orbs clouded over, almost turning black as he called for Gemma. She ran back into the room instantly.
"Harry!" I managed to choke out. The part of me, that was still... me. "Tie me down! Don't let me touch anyone with a hea-" The voice that was coming from my head suddenly came from my mouth. "Shut up!! Shut up, now! Give me blood!" It screamed. I thrashed in the hotel bed and before I knew what was happening, I was being tied down. But the hands tying me down were Anne's. My mouth had opened again, letting out a loud, scary shriek. I tried my best to close it but it was as if whatever force was inside me, wouldn't let me close it.
I saw a glimpse behind Anne and I took in Harry's form. His hands were in fists, pressed firmly to his mouth, clenched so tight that his knuckles were white. He shook his head slowly, back and forth, a crazed, scared look in his eyes as he stared at me. As he cried, I noticed his lips moving.
"I'm sorry. So, so sorry." He was saying. I wanted to tell him that it was alright but my mouth kept screaming and the part of me that wasn't me kept thinking blood, more blood.
*Lexxi*
Erin. He was here. I could feel him... then he was in front of my door. I snatched it open before he could knock.
"What do you want?" I snapped at him. He had some nerve coming up to me after all the heartbreak he'd caused me. I may put it all behind me when we're with the pack but when I'm alone, I still hate him.
"Can I come in?" I watched him swallow hard and I smiled inside, knowing he felt bad. He'd only apologized a million times but that wasn't enough. It never was.
"No." I said, but I knew he was going to ask why so I came outside to him. "You have five minutes. Speak." No way was I going to get caught up in all his lies again.
"Are you still mad at me?" Who the hell does he think he is? Asking a stupid question like that! Fuck five minutes... it's making me sick to even be in his company right now.
"Leave me alone. You know what you did." I got up and started walking away, praying he'd leave me alone. If he kept coming around, I'd never get over him. No matter how hard I tried to make myself fall for Harry, since he was the only one who didn't hate me for making everyone miserable along with me, there was still a part of me that wanted to be in love with Erin. Even though the other half hates him.
"You said I had five minutes!" I heard him following behind me. God, why won't he just fuck off?
"I change my mind. Get the hell away from my house." He'd made me this way. He'd made me a mean bitch who couldn't live with others' happiness. He grabbed my arm and spun me back to face him.
"I've already said I was sorry, Lex!" Don't call me that! I thought, but I couldn't help the way my heart beat faster when he touched me. "I don't know what else you want from me." He was close, too close. Which means I was in the danger zone and I had to get away before I did something I'd regret.
"I don't want anything from you. Sorries just ain't good enough anymore." I snatched away from him and walked into my house, slamming the door.
"But... I think I'm falling in love with you." He said. I'm sure he didn't know I heard but those words crumbled the last bit of resolve I had left in me.
"Who was that at the door?" My mom screamed angrily. She's not a fan of people.
"No one important." But it was someone important, I thought as I walked away. Because as much as I hate to admit it, that boy holds the key to my heart.
I ran into my room and slammed the door. I didn't even make it to the bed before I crumbled on the floor and began crying my eyes out.
I think I'm falling in love with you... I remember when I had said those same words to him... and then he went off with another girl, and another, and another. And that was only the first thing he did to me. Step by step, he was turning my heart as cold as ice. And now it was.
"Lexxi? Are you okay?" Jonathen knocked on the door and I stopped my crying and wiped my eyes.
"I'm fine." I whispered as I opened the door.
"No, you're not. I know what he did to you." I had never told my brother but being as close as we were, it wasn't surprising and I didn't care. But those words make my heart warm in ways it hadn't since Erin destroyed me and I bust out in tears again, hugging Jonathen for dear life.
Be with Harry... Take me to Harry.
I closed my eyes in the field after he shimmered away from me.
Take me to Harry.
I was hit with so much pain, I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach a million times. I kept my eyes closed tight but as I opened my mouth to call for Harry, my body pitched upward and I let out an inhuman shriek.
"Harry, get me some morphine, she's going crazy!" Blood. Blood. I need to spill blood. I need to kill something and watch the blood slowly seep from it's wounds.
As my body fell back down on whatever mattress where I was laying, my eyes darted open. I looked around fast, darting my eyes in every different direction.
"Oh, my God..." Gemma said, looking down at me. Blood! Spill blood!
No! Not Gemma!
I had to restrain myself from trying to claw Gemma's eyes out. What's wrong with me? I felt like... I wasn't the only person living inside my body.
When I saw Harry round the corner, again both instincts went haywire. One saying protect Harry; the other saying spill blood!
"What the hell is that?" He screamed, as he looked into my eyes but I didn't dare open my mouth again, just in case I lost it.
"I don't know. That's never happened." Gemma said, as she stuck a needle in my arm. The pain in my side immediately dulled and I opened my mouth a little, sighing softly. No scream.
"Can I... can I have a second with her?" Harry asked and Gemma obliged, leaving us alone. "You followed me." He smiled, pushing the sweat soaked hair away from my forehead.
"I told you I'd always come back." I smiled, happy I could speak English words.
"I'd rather know you'd never leave." He smiled, sadly, kissing my cheek.
"Not on purpose." He moved his lips from my cheek, to my lips, kissing me tenderly. But when his fingers found their way into my raggedy hair, the voice came back. Kill! Must have blood! Must spill blood!
The hand I had rested against his neck scratched harshly, drawing blood. I could feel the thick substance coat my finger.
"Ow! What the hell, Dylan!" He pulled away when he looked at me, backing up slowly. "Your eyes are red, again, Dyl." His beautiful green orbs clouded over, almost turning black as he called for Gemma. She ran back into the room instantly.
"Harry!" I managed to choke out. The part of me, that was still... me. "Tie me down! Don't let me touch anyone with a hea-" The voice that was coming from my head suddenly came from my mouth. "Shut up!! Shut up, now! Give me blood!" It screamed. I thrashed in the hotel bed and before I knew what was happening, I was being tied down. But the hands tying me down were Anne's. My mouth had opened again, letting out a loud, scary shriek. I tried my best to close it but it was as if whatever force was inside me, wouldn't let me close it.
I saw a glimpse behind Anne and I took in Harry's form. His hands were in fists, pressed firmly to his mouth, clenched so tight that his knuckles were white. He shook his head slowly, back and forth, a crazed, scared look in his eyes as he stared at me. As he cried, I noticed his lips moving.
"I'm sorry. So, so sorry." He was saying. I wanted to tell him that it was alright but my mouth kept screaming and the part of me that wasn't me kept thinking blood, more blood.
*Lexxi*
Erin. He was here. I could feel him... then he was in front of my door. I snatched it open before he could knock.
"What do you want?" I snapped at him. He had some nerve coming up to me after all the heartbreak he'd caused me. I may put it all behind me when we're with the pack but when I'm alone, I still hate him.
"Can I come in?" I watched him swallow hard and I smiled inside, knowing he felt bad. He'd only apologized a million times but that wasn't enough. It never was.
"No." I said, but I knew he was going to ask why so I came outside to him. "You have five minutes. Speak." No way was I going to get caught up in all his lies again.
"Are you still mad at me?" Who the hell does he think he is? Asking a stupid question like that! Fuck five minutes... it's making me sick to even be in his company right now.
"Leave me alone. You know what you did." I got up and started walking away, praying he'd leave me alone. If he kept coming around, I'd never get over him. No matter how hard I tried to make myself fall for Harry, since he was the only one who didn't hate me for making everyone miserable along with me, there was still a part of me that wanted to be in love with Erin. Even though the other half hates him.
"You said I had five minutes!" I heard him following behind me. God, why won't he just fuck off?
"I change my mind. Get the hell away from my house." He'd made me this way. He'd made me a mean bitch who couldn't live with others' happiness. He grabbed my arm and spun me back to face him.
"I've already said I was sorry, Lex!" Don't call me that! I thought, but I couldn't help the way my heart beat faster when he touched me. "I don't know what else you want from me." He was close, too close. Which means I was in the danger zone and I had to get away before I did something I'd regret.
"I don't want anything from you. Sorries just ain't good enough anymore." I snatched away from him and walked into my house, slamming the door.
"But... I think I'm falling in love with you." He said. I'm sure he didn't know I heard but those words crumbled the last bit of resolve I had left in me.
"Who was that at the door?" My mom screamed angrily. She's not a fan of people.
"No one important." But it was someone important, I thought as I walked away. Because as much as I hate to admit it, that boy holds the key to my heart.
I ran into my room and slammed the door. I didn't even make it to the bed before I crumbled on the floor and began crying my eyes out.
I think I'm falling in love with you... I remember when I had said those same words to him... and then he went off with another girl, and another, and another. And that was only the first thing he did to me. Step by step, he was turning my heart as cold as ice. And now it was.
"Lexxi? Are you okay?" Jonathen knocked on the door and I stopped my crying and wiped my eyes.
"I'm fine." I whispered as I opened the door.
"No, you're not. I know what he did to you." I had never told my brother but being as close as we were, it wasn't surprising and I didn't care. But those words make my heart warm in ways it hadn't since Erin destroyed me and I bust out in tears again, hugging Jonathen for dear life.
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12/25/13