Vertigo


Vertigo hits me as soon as the doors close behind me.

I'm falling, and then I'm on the ground.

"Oh my god; Bella!" Lauren gasps, and I feel her hands pulling on my own to help me up.

I wince as my eyes open to the spinning hallway.

The doors open behind us, and the dimming pain in my stomach alerts me to who it is.

Do I want him to help me?

Yes.

Do I want to think about how me wanting anything from him makes me feel?

No.

"Go away," I groan, rubbing my forehead.

Could this day get any worse?

"Just let me help you to the nurse's office," Masen insists.

"Absolutely not."

"Lauren can come, too."

"Thanks for your permission," I spit in his direction, trying to open my eyes so that I can glare at him again.

"I'll leave as soon as you're in," he promises.

"You'll leave now."

"I'm the one who did this; I'm kind of obligated to help you," he reasons.

"You wouldn't have before." And he knows exactly what I mean by before.

"You don't know that."

"Just go away."

"Bella," Lauren interrupts, and my eyes finally open. "I don't think I can carry you to the nurse."

I sigh.

I rub my temples.

I guess it's not really a big deal. It's just a lift to the nurse's office.

And then I turn to Masen. "Fine."

He smirks.

And just like that I hate him again.

Smug bastard.

I scowl, "Forget it," and stalk away in the direction of the nurse's office.


A/N: I'm glad that most of you enjoyed chapter eight!

A few of you have asked if males feel the effects of mating more strongly than the females and the answer to that is: yes! And you'll find out soon just how strong the male's connection to the female is. To give you a very vague hint . . . it's heightened. A lot.

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