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6. Everything is better when you hear that sound
Four days later hunger strikes.
Nessie's tolerance for human food was little and recently acquired. It was thanks to Leah's encouragement and Jacob's persistence that she gave solid food a try. So it should've come as no surprise when after a week since her last hunt,she refuses to eat another happy meal to saciate her hunger.
"I don't want it" Nessie says in a serious voice pushing the tray towards Leah's side. Leah is laughing and trying to get Claire to eat more and play less with the happy meal toy she got. Leah's gotta give it to Mc Donalds, this dolls looks like a big headed girl prostitute, she's got highlights on her plastic hair and heavy make up. Claire traded her stuffed animal for the doll in a second. The stuffed bear was a present from Quil, and it became a security blanket for her. Leah knows Quil will be pissed that his gift was replaced with the plastic mini bimbo. But he'll probably get her one of those for her next birthday.
It's only a moment after that she remembers, that probably there won't be any Quil for her on the next birthday. She tries to swallow heavily as she blinks hard trying to sober up, and avoid another breakdown in front of the girls.
"Do you want me to get you something else?" Leah asks non chalantly getting another frie into Claire's mouth.
"No." She shaked her head. "I don't want something else. I want blood" Leah almost chokes. Nessie's tone of voice could've been perfectly heard by any human who had been close. However it's near midnight and the place is almost desserted.
"Nessie. We can't go hunting" Leah lowers her voice, her eyes staring back at Nessie's defiant glare.
"You can't go" She says simply" Nothing says I can't"
"I say" Leah throws back, the anger starting to boil at the tantrum. Nessie looks at her pointly before swiftly getting up and almost vanishing from the booth. Leah barely has time to react, and she's two seconds later after her with Claire and her bag secured in one arm, running to catch her.
"Nessie!!!" She yells once, twice, three times, even a fourth and there's no response. "Hold on tight Claire-bear" She whispers at the frightened toddler. Who obeys silently. It takes her almost six minutes to find her. During that span of time her anger quickly fades and turns into worry, that grows into despair, so there's only relief left when she finds her sitting in the dirt crying softly, a dead racoon laying at her feet.
"Don't ever do that again" Leah whispers in her ear as she hold her tightly, letting her cry.
"I killed their mom" Nessie whimpers softly. It's then that she notices the little racoons coming close to the dead body. Leah pulls back trying to examine her face."Now they're all alone, they will die Leah.."
"They won't die, they will be sad. But they'll learn to live without her" Leah assures her. She lets her cry a little bit more, until they're walking back to the car in comfortable silence. Until a voice breaks in.
"Leah...leah are you there" Leah looks around the voice sounds familiar but distorted like a radio with bad reception. She finds it's coming from the large bag she carries for Claire.
"Leah" She finds the voice coming from the stuffed bear, and knowledge dawns on her.
"Quil?"
a/N: sorry i didn't update last week, i was working on my two other stories and living hahaha.