Chapter 53-
I twist and turn in my bed, unsure of a comfortable position. Every time I think I'm fine and ready to sleep my son claims differently. He kicks when he doesn't get his way and he does so rather harshly. If I wasn't sure he was Isabella's child, I most certainly am now.
Right now, he was being unreleasable. No position was perfect or at least good enough to grant me some sleep. I found myself laying cross way the width of the bed with a pillow hugged tightly to my chest.
This wasn't working. He isn't comfortable and neither am I. He delivers a hard kick right in my back to further prove that. I groan and place my hand there. Though it hurt I couldn't be upset with him. Just like I, he was only tired...and maybe a bit irritable as well.
Not to mention I feel horrible. My whole body feels weak. I was cold and hot at the same time. I was sweaty and worse of all I was tired (Not that my son cared too much to help with that). I don't think I've ever felt this shitty. When I was a slave I used to get sick a lot but never anything like this. My illnesses then were due to the fact that the food they gave us weren't edible, not even by animals. It would pass in a night or two.
Right now, this was that. Only, ten times worse. Every time I sat up I felt like I would faint. I shutter and hug the pillow tighter to my chest. I feel like I'm going to vomit but I haven't eaten anything to bring up so there was this constant feeling of nausea.
For the fifth time tonight the door creaks open. I don't have to look to know it's Azah. Her footsteps are silent across the floor as she makes her way to peer at me. I squint up at her in the darkness. Though the moon is out she should have brought a candle with her.
"You should sleep." She says. "Here..." She gently lifts my head and puts a pillow under it then puts a thin cover over me and tucks me in kindly. "If you don't I'll go get Marie-"
I scowl up her. As if Marie didn't worry enough. I don't need her in her stressing herself over me. I'll be fine in the morning just like I promised. My stomach turned and the feeling of nausea returned. OK, fine, so maybe I'd be better.
I didn't see a reason as for me to get ill anyways. This is stupid. How unreasonable. With some much work to be done, why did I have to get sick now? At least Marie wasn't having a fit. I could just picture her yelling about everything that would have to be set back because my body decided this time of year was the perfect time to fall weak.
"You're telling me to sleep? Why aren't you asleep?" I accuse. She shrugs. Her hair was pulled back into fizzy mess of pony tail and she wore a thin night dress much less fancier than the silk ones I was given to sleep in. It looked old and much more like a long shirt rather than a night dress.
"I couldn't. Not with you in here sick-"
"I feel fine!" I lie. I really didn't want anyone worrying about me. Not Marie, not Azah and not Julie. "Go get some rest. You'll be no use to me in morning."
"That's OK. I'm not tired anyway. I'd rather know you're OK. I'm promise I won't fall asleep on you in the morning." She places her hand to my forehead and cringes. "Maybe I should go get Julie. you're burning-"
I grab her hand before she can walk away and pull her back to me. "Do not bother Julie. I feel fine. If you're going to stay then sit. Keep me company."
She stares at me for a moment then sighs and takes a seat next to the bed. I didn't think she would fight me. I would offer her to lay next to me in the bed-maybe I'd better find sleep if I had something to cling to other than a damned pillow- but I doubt Isabella would take kindly to any other woman-even if that woman is my maid- caring for me in such a way.
I turn so that I can peer down at her. She offers me a kind smile and pulls her knees up to her chest and hugs them there.
"You really shouldn't lie. There is no shame in being ill. I'm Julie wouldn't mind coming to look after you."
"Leave Julie to rest. I'm sure it hard enough to to do so in that gods forsaken metal box any how." She doesn't respond anymore. I doubt she'd fight me on this one. Thank gods.
I frown and hug my pillow tighter. My son kicks in protest. I cringe and shove away my cuddle toy. "Sorry." I mumble bringing my hand down to my stomach. I must have been squishing him. He shifts and then settles by my palm.
Azah shakes her and hands me back my cuddle toy. "Sorry. Sorry." I say now directed at her.
"It's OK. I like being pelted in the head with a pillow every now and then." She giggles. I offer her a smile back.
"What do you think Isabella is doing?" I ask, thinking aloud. Anything to get my mind off how horrible I felt.
It works for a second. Sure, I was no longer thinking of how shitty i felt but now something else rose up. Hunger. My throat began to burn. Gods, she's the one who feeds me most the time.
How stupid of me. Ending one problem by starting with another. I bury my face in my pillows. My son agrees that he also angered by our hunger and kicks against my palm. I cringe.
"Probably in a fight. I dunno. That's my first guess." She shrugs and then pulls her eyebrows together. It not a frown, more like a look of thought. "Why?"
"I just miss her is all."
She giggles at me. "Of course you do. If one week is too long for you guys, how will you deal with months apart? This type of thing makes me happy I'm not a Lycan. Nor am I mated with one. I couldn't deal with such a need for another person."
"So you wouldn't miss Maggie if she went away?"
She pierces her lips together then blushes. "Why Maggie?"
"It's rude to answer my question with a question." I joke at her. I didn't want to embarrass her even more so by telling her I completely knew how they felt about each other. I'll put it on my grave that the two got married before My son is old enough to remember it. If they don't I will force them to. They are perfect for one another.
"Well, yes I would miss her. But It wouldn't be dire. I probably wouldn't get all sad and depressed like you're getting. You guys seem to forget that you will see each other again when one of you leaves." It's my turn to giggle. She turns her frown into a smile then giggles even harder than before.
"We don't forget Azah. We just have a hard time waiting." She snorts and sticks her tongue out.
"Is it the sex? You guys have a hard time coping with no sex. That's it, isn't it?" Well she wasn't wrong, but I hadn't even thought about sex. Well if the 'seductive' art of feeding counts as sex then yes, as of late I could think of nothing but fucking my mate.
"Sure Azah. It's the sex."
"Are you even allowed to fuck while pregnant."
"If we aren't then Isabella and I are in a lot of trouble." She makes a face and laughs falling back on to the floor.
We continue to talk about nonsense until Azah falls asleep on the ground next to the bed. I feel a little bad about letting her sleep there. The floor was hard. It didn't look comfortable at all. Yet my handmaiden sleeps soundly. For a second I actually believe I'd be able to sleep but my son becomes alive once more as soon as I close my eyes.
His kicks are ruthless. Again, I cannot be upset with him. He doesn't know any better...at least I don't think he does. This was I was signing up for when I became pregnant. Long nights of hell.
I hadn't gotten much sleep by time for me to wake up. I groan and shrug Marie's hand of my shoulder. My night dress was sticking to me in the most uncomfortable way.
"Wake up sweetie." Azah's cheery voice doesn't match my mood at all. I moan and push my head under the pillows to keep out the bright morning lights. Marie- very rudely- pulls the pillow off and place her cold hand to my warm forehead. A second later it was gone. I couldn't be that hot, could I?
I can't tell. My stomach growled. "I'm thirsty." My vampire moans out.
No one answers me. I groan again. I'm thirsty. Very thirsty actually. Why was no one answering me? I pull the pillow back over my head. My hunger was growing far too strong to just be ignored.
Still no one said anything. How rude. I'm hungry...shouldn't I be fed? Shouldn't someone be rushing to cater to my needs or something?
Ugh. Where was My Love when I need her?
"Azah, Go go her breakfast. I'll help her wash." Marie command. I moan and clutch the pillow I had to my chest tighter.
"I don't want breakfast-" I complain. A second later my eyes are assaulted by the bright sunlight. I cringe and bring my hands to my face.
"Alice you have to eat something solid. Be fair. You have a child to feed as well you know? You will eat something solid." My son kicks for me to do something.
"He doesn't want breakfast." I cry. I move my hands so I look at her. She looks paler. I'm not sure if that was the lighting or if she was actually getting paler. her skin made her brown eyes seem browner. Her hair wasn't in it's usual bun -as it hadn't been for a few days- instead hung freely pass her shoulders. Her hair was getting grey in some areas, but she didn't look as old as William had.
"Azah go get her breakfast please." She says anyways. I don't see Azah leave but I hear her footsteps and the closing of the door.. I glare at her.
"Don't give me that look. You have to eat something. You shall. Even if its just a bite. Come now, Get up. You have to shower." I sigh. Without a second option I allow her to help me out of bed. I stumble as soon as my feet hits the ground. Again, I feel like I'm going to pass out or something. My son doesn't agree with me being up either and kicks me.
I put my hand to my stomach to try a calm but it doesn't work. The boy just kicks away. I close my eyes and sigh in defeat. "He kicks now." I tell Marie. "Very hard actually. They feel like when I was in training class- being knocked down. Only this time, I'm being knocked from the inside. Not the out." That was the best way I could describe it. Like very hard hits, much like the ones I got when I was training.
As we all know, I didn't do very well in training class.
Finally he stops. I huff in relief. My own son is leaving me black and blue. Maybe I really am too weak.
Marie puts her hand next to mine and waits. I brace myself for when decided he would kick for her.
There is a small second of silence before he gives a small thud against her hand. Marie gives me half a smile. "Well that doesn't seem so-" He delievers his usual sharp and painful ones before she can finish. She cringes and pulls her hand back.
"He wouldn't stop all of last night. Not until the sun came up at least." I explain.
"Poor child. Isabella will owe you a thousand times over for this little trouble maker."
I shake my head and stroke my stomach to let my little one know it wasn't like that. Not at all. "No. He isn't trouble at all. He just doesn't want me to forget he is there. No worries little one. I won't forget."
Marie sighs and looks from my stomach to me then goes: "Alice, if I feed you, you must promise to eat all your breakfast. No questions. No complaints. No remarks." I scowl. That was a hard bargain. I really didn't want anything but blood. How unfair of her.
"I do not want breakfast."
"You have to eat-"
"He craves blood. Not food." He kicks again. This one isn't as hard. It's as if he understands and he agrees. My wrap my hands around him the best I could, very protectively.
"Alice-"
"I'll vomit."
"Alice!" I pout. She frowns. "Do you want to be fed or not."
"I promise I'll eat, but I won't promise to keep it down." Her frown grows but she doesn't try to force me anymore, thankfully.
"Thank you. You'll bathe first. Then I'll feed you." I nod, agreeing to those terms.
Only, now I couldn't wait to finish bathing.
Marie moves far to slow as she leads me to the bathroom, where the tub is already filled.
She very slowly removes my dress. My vampire growls. Couldn't she move any faster?
"I change my mind." She speaks aloud. Marie cocks her eyebrow and helps me into the tub. I shutter. The water is colder than usual, however it isn't unbearable.
"You change your mind about what?"
"I'm hungry." I state. "I want to feed. Now." My vampire's voice is too harsh against Marie. I frown at myself and bite my bottom lip.
"Alice-"
"Please?" I beg. "Please? I cannot wait." My throat burned and swallowing did nothing to help that.
She gives me a pitiful look then frowns and pushes aside her hair. Her neck is still a bit bruised from my last feedings. I try not to pay attention to that as I lean up out of the cool water and bite her.
She stiffens but doesn't pull away.
My vampire bares no mercy and sinks her teeth into her violently. Her blood comes rushing and bit heaver than usual. She moans and leans over me. "Slow down." She begs.
I don't. I can't. I'm too thirsty. Her blood is good enough to will me to keep going.
I slump over the god forsaken breakfast I'm being forced to eat. It isn't much. Eggs. Bacon. All the things I'd normally eat for breakfast. Only now...it stunk. Really badly actually. It smells like what they gave the slaves to eat, except much rawer. I cringe and look away from the plate in fear I'll bring up what little I had in my stomach.
I didn't want to eat it at all, but Marie made me promise.
"It stinks." I tell her.
"Alice! You promised me no remarks. Here, come on. Try it at least." She picks up my fork and cuts peace of the sausage and holds it my mouth." I know she won't move it until I bite so I do. It didn't taste any better than it smelled. I really didn't want this, but Marie's feeding sessions were only half what Isabella's were. I doubt I'll be 'full' even if I ate all of the food in front of me. Even if my Lycan was satisfied my Vampire would not be.
It just wasn't enough, but I'm too shy to ask for more. "Very good. Now swallow." I take my time chewing the piece of sausage out of my mouth. Once it's gone Marie gives me a satisfied smile and drops my fork. "See, not as bad as you're making it seem. Finish." She says beginning to get up.
I frown at her.
"Where are you going?" I'm not sure why I asked. the further away from me she was the less tempted I'd be to ask her for another feeding. My mind would be off it for just a little.
"Well, you won't be able to finish the hearing in your condition so I'm filling in for you. The people cannot wait. Especially not the sick. The work can't be left half finished." I nod understanding. She leans down and kisses my forehead. "Finish eating then get some rest. I'll be back at lunch to check up on you."
I sigh and glare at the food. "Azah make sure she finishes." I turn my glare to her. Is she honestly leaving Azah in charge of me. Great, just great. Azah uneasily shifts from one leg to the other and then nods.
She gives me another kiss then leaves. i wait a while before shoving the plate aside and snuggling into my pillows.
"I knew you weren't gonna eat it!" Azah accuses with a glare. I frown.
"And I knew you weren't gonna make me!" She huffs and picks up the plate before It can turn over.
"You should eat!"
"Later..." I groan waving her off. "Go put it in the kitchen. I'll finish it later or something." She sighs. Not even I believed me. I know for a fact I wouldn't be eating any of that later.
"Ok..." She says and the hesitantly leaves me.
I moan and cuddle further into my blankets. My son hadn't kicked in a while. Maybe now was the perfect time to catch up on the sleep I missed last night. That sounds so good but-
knock. pause. knock.
I glare at the door. Well no way was that Azah. She didn't knock when she was sure I was alone and It certainly was not Marie.
I groan. Well, who ever it was they're respectful enough to knock.
"Come in." I croak. The door opens slowly. As if my day wasn't going bad enough Tanya strides in, in all her fucking blonde hair glory. I frown at her.
"I heard you weren't feeling well. I came to see if it was true." She says gently. I groan. She was the last person I wanted to see at this moment. What did she want anyways? I'd think she wouldn't want to see me the same I didn't want to see her. Huh. The girl has too much pride.
"Why would people lie about my being ill?" She invites herself to sit on the bed. Great, now without a doubt I'll have to burn these sheets.
I frown at myself now. It wasn't fair to be so upset at Tanya -even if she did deserve it- she was trying to be kind when I wasn't. Everyone deserves a second chance right?
...
Everyone but Tanya.
I kind of want to strangle her happy-go-lucky self. What made her think she was welcomed in my room...to sit on bed...after the things she's said about us.
She shrugs then giggles(Adding to my annoyance). "You never know!" She laughs again, but falls silent when I don't laugh along. Her face goes straight and she clears her throat. "Listen I wanted to speak with you. It's important..."
"Well, I'm not going anywhere. You have my attention." I tell her.
She sighs and adjusts herself on the bed to better face me. "Ok, well...I'm just going to say it alright? You're the queen...even if you aren't a very good one, it's still important you know what's going on in your kingdom." I glare at her. Couldn't she try to not be offense for once? I shut my mouth though and continue to listen. "There is a vampire lurking around your streets."
My heart stops.
"And Marie-"
I can't breathe.
"I think Marie knows who it is."
My mouth drops open. I'm frozen. I can't feel my fingers or my toes or anything.
"I know. I had that same face when I found out. I saw the bite marks on her neck. She tried to lie about it. I know this must be a lot to take in. She's your wife's Mother. Trust me, she's the last person I'd expect this kind of lawlessness from as well. But I bet if you search her you'll find more."
Oh gods. It's happened. It's happened and where is Isabella to be her clever self?
On patrol. I'm not half the liar she is. What the hell am I suppose to do. Have Marie executed? Save my own ass? What?
I just sit there silent, not quite sure how to respond. if I lie, she won't believe me. If I tell the truth, she'll try to murder me. If I have Marie arrested...
Oh gods. My breathing returns but it's hot and heavy against my chest. "I suggest you find her now. You know, before she does something stupid. Have her arrested. Kill her for treason. Do something. You cannot have a rebel running freely!" She puts her hands to my shoulders and shakes me a little as if she's trying to wake me up or something. "Alice. I understand this is a shock but you need to do something. Sick or not you need to do something? Gods, you're pale. Alice?"
Before I can stop my I double over and vomit of the both of us.
She starts to screech but then stops half way. The problem?
I threw up nothing but red.
The door creaks open and Azah returns with a cup in her hand and a smile. "I got you tea. I promise it will taste better than the one Julie gave you. Lucy says it should make you feel better as well. Mmm. It smells like mint."
She pauses she sees us. Tanya hurriedly gets off the bed and examines her now red clothes. "Why isn't red. Oh god, it smells like blood! Ewe. It looks like blood too! Gross I-" She stops wailing around and takes a few steps back from the bed. I rush up as well.
"Tanya I-"
Her eyes goes green and her claws come out long. My fangs chose the worse time to make an appearance. Times like this I wish I had better control over myself.
"It's you!" She growls. "You're the Vampire!"
Azah drops the cup from between her hands and it shatters into a bunch of little pieces.
Tanya charges at me. A second later I'm on the ground with her on top of me. She uses her claws to scratch me in the face.
"Ugh." I wail. "Tanya please. Listen-"
Azh screams.
Tanya hits me again. "I was wrong. Isabella doesn't have you fooled. You have her fooled!"
"Tanya!" I'm not strong enough to flip us. She holds my hands down and growls at me.
"Help! HELP!" I hear Azah call. I sigh in relief as the guards come rushing in.
Sadly they weren't in my favor. They were dressed in Bloodrose's red armor.
They didn't take orders from me. No, they were loyal to Tanya and Tanya alone.
She rises off me and lets them pick me up. "Lock her somewhere. Keep her away from the public. She's dangerous."
OK.
Well.
Damn.
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