That Night


A foot from her room, I second-guessed myself. Should I really be doing this alone? I thought nervously. But I couldn’t go back. Surely someone had already heard me, or Alice had seen me. I looked down the stairs and reminded myself, They’re all out hunting. I can do this. I put two fingers on the doorknob.

 “Gianna?” I whispered. No reply. Another finger on the brass.

“Gianna, can I please come in? I just want to talk.” I turned the knob, not waiting for her answer. The room was dark, and for a split second I thought I heard snoring. But that was impossible. Then I realized it was sobbing. I quietly walked over to the side of the bed and sat at the end. I put my hand on Gianna’s covered leg and she pulled the covers from her face.


“Hi Bella,” she whispered quietly. I pulled my legs up on the bed, sitting cross-legged.


“You don’t have to whisper, Gianna. Everyone is out hunting.” Gianna gulped and reached to the nightstand, grabbing a styrofoam cut and chugging its contents furiously. When she heard the suction of the empty cup, she extended her arm to put it back on the nightstand, but it fell from her strained hand. She moaned, rolling on her side so I could see her tight face.

“Are you okay?” She nodded.

“I think so. I don’t know what’s happening to me. The blood- it's human, but- It's not filling me. It hurts!" My brow furrowed. It hurts? What I would give for just a sip- I pushed the thought out of my mind before I gave in. Then I realized she was still talking. 

"But it’s not a longing pain, like a scorching pain in my throat, it’s like a jab to my stomach, like I’m gonna be sick. Ugh,” she groaned, rolling over again. I waited until her pain ceased.

“You should really ask Carlisle about that.”

“I will, I will.” We sat there in silence for a few minutes. All the time I was racking my brain, trying to think why the blood would be causing her pain. It was perfectly good blood, the same donated kind I drank during my pregnancy, just from a cup instead of from a body. What kind of vampire didn't drink blood?

I finally broke the silence. "Would you like something else for the time being?" She rolled onto her back, her eyes looking into mine questionably.

"Do you have something else?" I nodded and helped her stand up, and I supported her down the stairs to the kitchen.

The End

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