Lillian's POV
I had gotten married 3 weeks ago and my life was complete. I had my husband and I had my daughter on the way. I couldn't wait. Everything was falling into place. The pack was so supportive and they loved me. They understood everything that I was going through. They understand that I am pregnant and that I have serious hormonal issues. They all joke about what it will be like feather down the track in my pregnancy. Well all laugh it off know but I know as a fact that when I get closer to my due date I will be so emotionally messed up that I will be happy and calm one minute and angry and yelling my face off another.
It is funny to think about it now but I will be crying about I in about 6 months. Sam has readied me saying that my back will hurt like hell and my bladder will feel like it is going to explode every time the baby kicks. Also that I will waddle everywhere or be carried by Ryan. One or the other, just depending on how my body will cope with the pregnancy. Sam predicts that it will go fine but just in case he wants to try not to shift for the whole winter.
That is the only worry that everyone has with this whole thing. It's when I am set to deliver. It's strange though. Instead of carrying this baby for 9 months it's 11 months. It is so weird. Maybe it has something to do with the wolf jeans. I really have no idea. But anyway that means that I will deliver sometime in winter. The strategy is to call Grace's friend. Isabel I think her name is. She married Cole but he never had the guts to change her. Anyway we asked her to bring food around everyday and some movies too when it starts to get too cold. She said that she would help with anything she could. Her 3 children and herself would be around her every minute of everyday when it starts to get too cold in case everyone else changes. I know of 5 wolves that are going to try and stay human for the winter. Becca, Ryan, Sam, Grace and Cole. I don't know if Patch would stay but I hoped he did.
Patch and I have formed a friendship of sorts. I wouldn't call it a relationship but I do call it a friendship. He is most probably the most trustworthy person I have made friends with. Since the beginning we became friends. Also he was the closest thing Ryan had to a brother so he already filled the role of a brother to me. The only one I will have in forever but I don't mind. He is the best brother I could ever have. But anyway it is so hard to explain our friendship. I mean you know how maybe one day you go to your first day of school and all these girls surround you because you have skinny legs and a good body but you never really feel like they would be a good friend. But when you meet this one person and you like start to talk straight away and you just seam to have this bond and it feels like you have been friends for your whole life. I know you most probably don't know but that is how I have to explain it...
I was sitting on the lounge feeling sorry for myself. I had no energy to move or eat. Sam and Ryan where trying to get me to eat at least a piece of toast but I just could not force myself to eat anything. Patch and Ryan where sitting on both sides of me watching TV with me. The rest of the pack was outside having a swim. I wish I could go because the water would feel so nice on my usually hot skin. All the boys hand to do to get warm if their hands where just a little cold was put their hands on my skin. They usually had to scoot over a little because they usually became too hot. I always had a blanket on me because my head was telling me I was cold but the boys said I was very hot so they usually took the blanket off me for around half an hour. I got angry at them because of that but I usually ignored the anger in me because I knew it was just my hormones.
"Lillian. Your hell hot." Patch whispered
"I know." I moaned slowly pushing the blanket off of my body. Ryan looked to me confused. But I just ignored him. I couldn't have an argument with him now. I felt too sick. If I had a fight I would most probably pass out or something.
"Do you think you could eat anything?" Sam asked starting to get up
"I wouldn't bother. I can't eat anything." I moaned resting my head on Ryan's shoulder
His hand found mine and he squeezed it and kissed my forehead. I looked over to Patch and smiled as I saw him with his heads in the clouds. I used most but not all my energy to see what he was thinking. My surroundings faded and then I saw my little girl when she was 18. She had matured and had stopped ageing. She looked beautiful but then then I saw Patch kissing her. But for some reason we weren't there in his little vision. I wonder why.
Ok let me explain. Some of the pack members have an ability to see the future of their pack. They are like the protectors. Not the physical type but the mental type. The world around me came back and I frowned at Patch. He looked to me and looked to Ryan.
"Did she just do what I think she did." Ryan asked looking to Patch
He seamed to still be in a daze as he looked trough the rest of the vision. Ryan was starting to get nervous.
"What did you see Patch." He asked starting to fidget with our hands
"Calm down. It was something good." I whispered starting to pull the blanket back over me
Ryan frowned then looked over to Sam. They I smelt it. It was food. Some kind of food. I shoved everyone away, got up and started to run towards the bathroom. I entered the room and slammed the door behind me. Mouthfuls after mouthfuls of spew fell into the toilet.
"Lillian?" Patch's voice sounded
"Where is Ryan." I said through gags
"He is being sick in the other bathroom. He is really sick you know. But he try's to hide it. Anyway I was sent to check up on you." He said starting to open the door.
I looked up to him from the floor as he started to make his way to me. He smiled but I had to turn back to the toilet and spew some more. He walked swiftly to me and rubbed my back. After another half and hour of spewing I finally sat back on the wall and looked to Patch who was right next to me.
"Patch will you stay with me this winter." I whispered looking him in the eyes
He smiled his crooked smiled and put a arm around me. He pulled me close and let me rest my head on his shoulder.
"Yes. Of cause my little lily." He smiled
"Thank you... Wait what is wrong with Ryan." I asked just taking in what he had said half an hour ago
"He is spewing again in the other bathroom. He hasn't been well at all." He answered
I tried to force myself up but I failed. My legs failed me and I started to fall back towards the floor. But before I had time to even think about how much it would hurt if I hit the ground Patch had his arms around me holding me up.
"Lillian what is wrong?" He asked taking me into his arms
"I don't know." I whispered
He sighed and started to walk back out into the living room. He came through the last door and we entered where everyone was sitting and talking together. They all stopped as soon as we came into the room. Something was wrong. I could tell. I don't know what is was but I knew something was up.
"What?" I questioned wiggling in Patch's arms
"Don't you dare." He growled in my ear
I stopped and looked around. I saw everyone but Ryan. Where the hell was he. He looked so worried. Then I noticed Sam and Grace where not in the room too. I looked up to Patch who was frowning. I frowned and let my surroundings disappear. Then I saw it. Our pack was falling apart. Ryan was sick and so was I. But what was it. Patch was also becoming sick. This vision was around 2 days from now. But what I could tell Ryan was so much more worse then me. I came back to the real world and I looked around. Patch sighed because he knew I had seen it too. I motion to Ryan's room and he slowly took me to his room. I put my arm out and knocked on the door.
"Hang on a sec." Sam called
"Sam?" I asked confused
"Shit." I heard Ryan moan
"Sam. Let me in." I said a little more worried
"Hang on a sec." He growled
I heard a moan from the room and then a cry of pain. I tried to turn the nob but I fail. I wiggled a little too fast and then I felt my guts in my mouth. I turned the Patch and pointed to the bathroom. His eyes widened and then he ran. He placed me on the floor and held my hair back from my face as I spewed into the toilet. We spent another hour or so in the bathroom. Most of the time I was kneeling in front of the toilet but the rest of the time I was laying down on the cold tiles trying to cool my body. Patch was trying his best to try and keep me cold. It hurt so much. My stomach muscles where so sore from all the vomiting I had been doing. I felt so lightheaded and sick I didn't want to move. Patch was trying to encourage me to move but i just couldn't move.
"Patch I feel so shit. Ok I just can't move." I cried
He put both of his arms under me and lifted me up. With a groan he was walking me towards Ryan's room. I heard a moaned of annoyance as we came to the room.
"Ok I'm sorry for my language but let us fucking in because she needs him." Patch growled
"Patch fuck off." Ryan growled
The all of a sudden a sharp pain rippled through me. I cried out and hugged Patch as the pain ripped through me. The door slammed open and Sam was standing there with blood all over him. I looked away as I felt more spew coming up my throat.
"Stay... Away." I cried as another pain hit me
Luckily it wasn't in my stomach but I knew something was wrong. I was so sick lately and now I was getting pains. That is never a really good sign.
"Lillian calm down." Sam said calmly
"Sam! You are covered in fucking blood!" I cried
I felt sick. What the hell could of happened. I didn't want to know but I also had to know.
"Lillian. Calm. Down." He stressed
"How the hell am I supposed to calm down when you are covered in blood." I whimpered trying to keep the spew down my throat
"Lillian!" I heard Ryan growl
He sounded so angry. But why. What had I done.
"Oh. Patch." I moaned looking into his eyes
He moaned and once again we ran to the bathroom. Another hour went by and then we went back into my room. Patch placed me on the bed and then went to leave the room.
"Patch. Can you stay?" I asked
He looked back to me and smiled.
"Ok lily." He whispered walking back to my bed
He laid down with me on the bed and put his arm around me. I could tell that he was starting to feel off too. Something was wrong. Something was wrong with all of us. I had to find out but for now I was so tired. I need to sleep. I was unable to move.
"Thank you." I whispered before falling into a deep, deep sleep
I woke to the sound of screams... But not my own. I looked around to see that I was alone. Alone and sick. I had t get up but it wasn't going to happen.
'Patch.' I thought
Straight away he was at my door looking at me. He had tears on his face. His body was cut and his wounds where bleeding everywhere.
"Patch! What the hell happened!" I screamed trying to get to him.
"Don't move." He said almost running over to me
He sat down on the bed and looked me in the eyes.
"They found us." He whispered
"Who?" I asked instantly scared
"Your fathers pack..."
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