Full Moon Curse (by Dream) novel Chapter 305

Chapter 305

Tick… Tock… Tick… Tock… I swear I can hear the imaginary clock ticking as I stare at the ceiling. Dallas has tried to get my attention several times, and Liam’s been mind-linking me, but I’m ignoring them both.

I just need a minute to breathe… Just one minute where no one is in my head. Granted that’s never the case… Not anymore, but she’s being quiet today.

I close my eyes, and I’m suddenly overwhelmed with a sick feeling filling my stomach. I have to jump out of bed, and I barley make it to the toilet before I spill the contents of my stomach into it.

“Amy?” Dallas’s worried voice echos through my cell, as I groan. I start to wonder how different Dallas’s life would be if I wasn’t around. There’s a chance he wouldn’t have found Nick, but there’s always a chance he would have, and they’d be happy right now, rather than miserable and lonely.

“I’m fine.” I croak out, my voice cracking. I walk over to the sink grabbing the cup and filling it with water before chugging it down. “Maybe I should get the doctor.” He tells me and I roll my eyes. What’s a doctor going to do for me at this point?

My eyes widen as they land on the tampons next to the sink. Wait… No… No… No… This isn’t possible. ‘Leah?’ I shout at her and I hear her sigh deeply. ‘I’ve been trying to be happy, but with everything… I haven’t been able to be.’ She whispers, and I freeze. ‘Leah.’ I say, not even sure why, but my mind is starting to feel fuzzy, and I feel like I’m about to faint.

‘I’m sorry, Amy. You’ve been so stressed… I just wasn’t sure you were ready yet.’ She tells me and I swallow roughly. ‘Does the witch know?’ I ask her, and she huffs. ‘I do not know. It doesn’t seem like it, but… I just don’t know…’

I sit down on the toilet and bring my hands to my forehead. This can’t be happening. Not now. Goddess, not ever. I was happy with two and to bring a baby into this mess…

I freeze, I wouldn’t even be able to bring a baby into this mess before the red moon. Goddess, what do I do?

“They’re going to figure it out. They’re going to get rid of the witch.’ Leah whispers and my head shakes back and forth, ‘And if they do? If they figure something out, what will it do to the baby?’ I ask her and I hear her take in a deep breath. ‘I don’t know Amy.’ She tells me.

My body shakes, I stand up and grab the closet thing to me, my hairbrush, and throw it at the mirror, just trying to let some of my anger out at my current situation.

“Are you kidding me?” I shout at the ceiling, my glare as hard as stone as I picture myself staring at the Goddess. “Amy!” I hear my name, but I ignore it. Grabbing onto the side of the sink, pieces of the glass digging into my skin.

How could you do this to me? What more do you have to throw at me? How else can you make this existence, that shouldn’t even be mine, worse?

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