LUNA
I groan softly, feeling a warm ray of light shine on my forehead.
I open my eyes, only to see blue skies above me with the sun shining bright.
Birds are chirping, wind is a soft breeze.
I stretch my arms, smacking my lips before I rub my eyes tiredly.
Last night's sleep was...amazing.
I blush, remembering EVERYTHING that happened between us.
We really went all the way...
I giggle, snuggling closer into his side. "Good morning my love," I whisper, before I snap my eyes open again, pure horror taking over my relaxed mood.
It's daytime.
And Marko...is STILL HERE!!
I sit up in rush, pulling the blanket from his face to see him.
He hisses, forcefully yanking it back to cover his face.
Panic seizes my chest.
I go under the blanket to see him.
His eyes are shut, and he groans under his breath, arms clutching stomach.
No...no no no!
I need to do something.
He'll die!
I get up and get dressed, making absolute sure that he's covered before I look at him.
He can't stay here, not in direct sunlight!
I need to find something!
I glance around, adrenaline pulsing through my veins.
I have limited time!
I scour our surroundings, only to find a shaded tree.
There are no caves...nothing.
I have to get him out of the direct sunlight.
I shake his shoulder. "Marko? Marko wake up!"
He groans, rolling under the blanket. "Luna..." He says, in a tone that scares me.
I shake him some more. "Please, I need you to put some clothes on!" I shove his shirt and pants under the blanket.
He doesn't move.
"Marko please!" I practically scream, "you need to get to the shade!"
I continue to shake him, afraid that if he falls asleep he'll die.
At one point, he gets so annoyed that he finally slips his clothes on, though he needed some help at some points.
With the blanket covering every inch of exposed skin, I drag him by his feet to the shaded area before I prop his body up against the tree, lowering the blanket from his face so that he can breathe.
I sit beside him, glancing all over his face, reading his expression.
It's weak, and he's in pain.
Anxiety grabs me.
I grab him by the shoulders. "Marko, stay awake. Don't go to sleep!"
"Luna..." He says through a weak labored breath, his body leaning and falling against me.
Shit I need to do more!!
I glance around, searching for something, until realization sinks in.
"How long have you gone without blood?"
It takes him a while, but he holds up three fingers.
Three days...
That's why he's becoming so skinny!
How could he be so stupid?!
I dig in his pockets for the knife he carries, and I hold the blade over my palm.
He needs some blood to keep him alive through these next few hours were stuck here.
He sees me. "Luna, don't-"
I slice my hand.
Gritting my teeth to keep a howled shout of pain from coming out, I raise my hand to his lips.
He moves his head.
"You need this!" I fight to get him to drink my blood, "you'll die if you don't!"
I grab him by his chin, forcing my bleeding hand on his lips.
He doesn't respond, not at first, until his tongue tastes it.
Then, he grabs my hand, pressing it harder against his mouth as I feel his tongue lick all over my wound, drawing the blood.
It startles me, his strength as he devours my blood.
But I let him drink...
I let him drink until I begin to feel lightheaded, when he then let's my hand before he falls backwards, leaning against the tree.
His face has color again.
Which is a good sign.
Still, we're not out of the woods yet.
It's still morning, and we need to wait until nightfall before I can have him safely returned to the cave.
I wrap my arms around his waist, squeezing him tightly.
His hand falls weakly onto my arm, clutching me.
"Luna-"
"Don't you dare," I whisper, already hearing his words before he speaks them.
He's not going anywhere.
Not on my watch.
I squeeze him tighter, a few tears sliding down my face.
"Don't you dare leave me. Don't you fucking dare," I growl, burying my face in his patch jacket, breathing in his smell.
Please...just hang in there.
Don't leave me...
Please don't go...
***
At one point, I dozed off, only to wake up to see that night has fallen upon us.
Relief floods my chest.
I shake Marko to make sure he's alright.
He's still breathing, but he's too weak to drive.
I help him on his feet, leading him to his moterbike and sitting him down.
I get on, and speed away down the road.
I need to get him home, I need the boys to help me!
It takes twenty minutes, and a few times Marko almost fell off, but I managed to catch him.
"We're almost there!" I shout, before I pull off and stop, helping him off and carrying him towards the caves entrance.
"Help! Someone help us please!" I cry, dragging him further into the cave.
Star comes running into view, seeing us.
She gasps, throwing her hands over her mouth before David, Paul, and Dwayne come running at us.
"Marko?!" Paul grabs him right when Marko falls limply into his arms.
I'm so scared right now.
My heart is pounding out of my chest, my hand is dirty and untreated, and anxiety is out of control.
Paul and David carry Marko to the couch before laying him down.
Dwayne rushes and grabs of bottle of blood.
I stand there, watching it all.
Star grabs my hand. "You're hurt!"
"No I'm fine-"
"What happened to you?!" She shouts at me, anger filling her face.
I can't speak.
David approaches us. "He's alive, but barely," he looks at me, "if it wasn't for you giving him your blood, he'd be dead." He turns, "at least you were useful for something."
He didn't intend for me to hear it, but I did.
Fury takes over me.
"You son of a bitch!" I scream, lunging for him.
Dwayne comes in and grabs my waist before I can attack.
"Luna stop it!"
Star grabs me and pulls me back as well.
David only smirks, walking towards Marko.
Dwayne and Star rush me outside.
"Let go of me!" I scream, getting out of Dwayne's grip.
Both him and Star block the entrance to the cave.
I'm panting.
"What the fuck?!" I scream, before breaking down into sobs.
I throw my hands over my face, sobbing.
Dwayne comes and touches me comfortingly on the shoulder. "Marko will be fine," he whispers, before David calls him back inside.
He walks past Star, giving her the 'can you handle it?' look.
She nods, and he disappears into the cave.
Star looks at me while I wipe my face clean.
I can't believe I almost lost my Mate today.
Thank God he's alright...
"Luna," Star says slowly, "Marko didn't return home last night. And you showed up with him," she steps closer to me, "you cut your own hand to save him," she steps again, "and you were so scared..."
She's barely arms length away from me.
My heart pounds out of my chest.
"What did you two do last night?"