Julie P.O.V.
I screamed at the top of my lungs, convulsing and thrashing on the ground. I was seeing things, things that I knew I shouldn't be seeing, and it scared me.
"R! Over there!" I screamed, pointing across the street, frantically.
R turned his head in the direction I was pointing, a mix of fear and sympathy visible in his steel grey eyes.
"N-nothing th-there" He replied, comfortingly wiping hair out of my face.
What did he mean there was nothing there! He was right there! Perry was standing there, coming apart, piece by piece. I missed him so much that I could feel my heart break. How on earth could R NOT see him?! I began to cry, trembling like a leaf.
"Perry!" I screamed, crying even harder, if that was possible.
"D-don't c-cry" R soothed, kissing my forehead, trying to calm me down. He looked like he was on the verge of tears himself and the fact that he was hurting made me feel even worse.
I tried to stop crying and calm my breathing but I was too terrified. To make matters worse, I could barely hear R's words of comfort and reassurance over the near-deafening voice in my head that was repeating 'eat, eat, eat', causing me to cover my ears in hopes of silencing it. It didn't work.
"Make it stop!" I screamed through my sobs, to nobody in particular.
"I'm s-so s-sorry" R apologized, helplessly. It was as if he thought this was somehow all his fault.
I grabbed his hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze, squeezing harder upon seeing something that left me too terrified for words.
It was my mom. I was seeing my mom. I wasn't seeing her as she had been though, no, I was seeing her as she was after she had turned. It was all too much and I closed my eyes as tightly as I could, willing it all to go away, willing the voices to stop and willing the hunger to go away.
It must have been too much for my body to take because that was when everything went black as I slipped into a sea of unconsciousness.