The Shadow of a Luna (Tessa and Tyler) novel Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Chapter 7

WARNING - SOME CONTENTS WILL BE DISTURBING

I was in the hospital all afternoon hooked up to that IV and throwing my guts up before the IV's were finally empty. Luckily Dr. Missy didn't make me stay at the hospital and she let Tyler take me home.

He mind linked the whole pack to stay away from the packhouse and the main area's of the packhouse until I got up my room. I didn't want anyone seeing me like this. It wasn't me. I wasn't volnerable and I hated people taking pity on me. I had grown accustomed to dealing with crap on my own. It was even weird having Tyler by my side every step of the way. But I knew that he wasn't going to leave me. No way.

When he got me up to my room I went running for the bathroom and I through up in the toilet. And then I sat on the floor next to the toilet.

Tyler left just for a minute and came back with a bottle of water.

"Dr. Missy said to keep you hydrated." He says handing me the water and he sat on the side of the bath tub and he put my hair up in a hair tie.

"Do you hate me for telling Dr. Missy?" He asked me.

"Ask me again when I'm not feeling like shit. Because right now I will probably lie just to make you feel like shit as well." I admitted.

"I like the honesty." He smirked.

"Keep smirking and the one will be aimed at you." I threatened.

"Sorry." He said wiping his smirk.

"What time is it?" I asked. So he looked at his watch.

"A little after 7pm." He says.

"Why aren't you downstairs eating dinner?" I asked.

" I'm not leaving your side." He says adamently.

"I promise that I will still be in this exact same spot when you get back. Just go get something to eat. And don't bring any back here to me." I threatened him and he chuckled.

"Alright. I've got my phone and you've got yours. If you need anything then call me." He says.

"I'll be fine while you're eating dinner." I say. So he got up and kissed the top of my head and he left my room.

I was enjoying the quiet for a little while and I rolled up a towel and put it under my head on the floor of the bathroom enjoying the way the cold tiles felt on my skin.

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"Are you sure you aren't going to change your mind about this?" Mason asked standing outside my bedroom when I was 8 years old.

"I don't give a shit. Do what you want with her. Just don't make any marks show. If you have to hit her then make sure they can be covered with clothing." My father's voice boomed through the door while I was lying in my bed. I had the covered right up to my face and I was terrified right now.

I heard my father's footsteps receeding down the hallway and then the door opened. Mason, Levi and Lochie were all standing there. Mason was only 18 at the time. He started young. But I guess pervs are just born like that.

They stalked towards my bed and Levi and Lochie held me down while Mason climbed onto my bed. He ripped the blanket off of me that I was clutching and he had extended his claws and used them to tear my pyjama pants off of me.

He looked me up and down and actually licked his lips. " I'm going to enjoy this." He says leaning back and undoing his jeans.

I was struggling under Levi and Lochie but they tightened their hold on me.

"Please. Leave me alone. Don't hurt me." I begged. But my pleads went unheard. They didn't care.

Mason got his pants all the way off and he was already hard. I felt his erection against my thigh and I started freaking out and screaming and yelling. Fighting even harder to get away. But one of the other boys put a hand over my mouth to muffle my screams.

Mason then used his hand to adjust himself and in one quick thrust he was inside me. He didn't take it slow, he wasn't gentle. The pain was excruciating. I could feel a thick liquid spilling down my thighs and I knew that it was blood. I could smell it. But that didn't stop him. He kept going, faster and faster until finally with one finally thrust he stilled inside of me. But he collapsed on top of me panting really heavily.

When he caught his breath he climbed off of me and looked at his friends. " So, who's next?" Mason asked.

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I felt someone shaking me by the arm and I woke up flailing and beating my arms around and Tyler caught one of them before I hit him in the head and I realized where I was. Then I quickly got to my knees and threw up in the toilet again.

"Are you okay? Were you having that dream again?" Tyler asked.

"No. A different one." I say. This time he sat on the floor rubbing my back, trying to calm me down. But I was still really sick and I didn't even want to go to sleep.

"I really wish I could take that all back for you." Tyler says and I could hear the breaking in his voice. So I turned to look at him and he looked like he felt just as guilty.

"It's not you're fault. It happened and I need to deal with it." I say.

"I know that you act strong and pretend like it didn't happen. But you're dreams say otherwise." He says.

"I can't help my dreams. They just happen. But I am alright. I promise." I say. Then I turned back to the toilet and threw up again.

Tyler finally got me back to my bed at around midnight and put a bucket beside my bed. And he climbed in bed next to me.

"I'm not going to be able to go to that Ball tomorrow night." I say.

"How did you know about that?" He asked.

"I hear people talking. And I also know that you promised Rachel that you would take her." I say.

"I promise Rachel that I would take her when we were still engaged." He says.

"Well, she thinks that you're still going together. You might want to talk to her about that. But anyway, I won't be able to go. Dr. Missy says that I will be like this for a few days. I won't be able to go." I explain.

"I know. I was already thinking about not going." Tyler says.

"You have to. It's to build relations between packs. It's important." I say.

"I know. But I don't want to leave you here alone." He says.

"I will probably be in bed all night and I will be fine. You're not taking all of the warriors with you, are you?" I asked.

"No. The patrols will still be here." He says.

"Well then. There's no problem. I'll be fine. Go to the ball and have a great time." I say.

"Okay. But I will be calling to check on you." He says.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." I say. And he cuddled closer towards me with his arm around me and rubbing my stomach trying to calm me and help me feel better while I was feeling absolutely horrible and sick. It was a nice feeling. But it didn't stop the vomiting.

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