The Night Wolf novel Chapter 5

Venice nodded. "Your parents must be very protective of you."

"They are." Said Rowan.

The silence had fallen once again. But they were all almost done, so it didn't take long before Willow was helping her mother clean the table.

By the time she headed back to her room it had already been late. The canvas of the painting she had begun sat proudly on the easel, she continued her way to it and started dabbing on the canvas with her paint brush. Dipping it in light beige, she painted in the light tracing that she had done on the canvas. Next came brown to contour the forehead, nose, cheekbones and jaw, not to forget his neck.

By the time she was done with the contouring it was late and she wanted to go to sleep very badly. Not wanting to ruin the painting, she went in the bathroom to get ready for bed.

Willow dressed up in her oversized tee with some cotton shorts and jumped on her bed.

But now that she was on her bed, she couldn't sleep. She felt wide awake but at the same time she felt lazy to go work on the painting. Rowan kept on popping in her head. She knew that they would never happen. Rowan was, well Rowan and she was just some insignificant person. But she still hoped, after all it was hope that this world is built on.

She couldn't stop thinking about him, he was just so not unthinkable. His smile and his voice, it was all so-

A short scream escaped her lips, this was not happening, not now. The pain started from her hips and slowly, painfully travelled to the rest of her body. She felt like dying, because the pain was unbearable.

It had been days since she had last felt the deadly pain, she thought that it had finally stopped. After countless visits to doctor, they still couldn't see what was wrong with her. Some diagnosed her with ovarian cyst or appendicitis, while others with gastritis. But her scanning reports showed nothing wrong. After a long time she had lied to her mother saying that she felt the pain no more.

But she felt it most of the nights. Sometimes she felt it during the days too. It's been a year since she's been getting these pains. She wanted them to stop. Stop so badly.

Tears streamed down her face to fall on her pillow, a whimper escaped her lips.

"No," she whispered. "Stop. Stop!"

"Willow?" She heard a familiar voice. "Willow, what's wrong?" He was shaking her now, but she was in so much pain to register it.

"Stop it." She cried out. "Stop the pain, it hurts so much."

"Can I do something?" Asked Rowan, panic lined his voice. "Should I get something for you? Your mother, I'll go get her." Will caught his wrist, stopping him from going any further.

"No," she said through her tears, her voice was hoarse. "Don't call her."

The pain was subsiding down, it went out slowly but it did, till it just left an ache in her body. That was quick. Even though minutes felt like hours whenever she felt the pain, but it hadn't lasted for long today. Normally it lasts for at least ten minutes. She doubted it was much today.

"Willow?" Rowan called her out.

She didn't want him to leave. She wanted him to stay, to hold her. But she didn't, she didn't voice out her thoughts as she saw him shut the door behind him.

The pain resurfaced. Oh no.

"Mom!" Said Willow through the phone. "I don't want to."

"But Willow," Said her mother. "You have to think about it, this is their first time in Onyxscar. We're their tenants, so we should guide them through."

"But mom I'm working."

"You'll be done soon anyway." Said Venice. "And they'll be at Smol Bean soon."

"Did you tell them?" Asked Willow. "Mom! You can't do that. How will they get here in the first place?"

"They can get a cab to Smol Bean."

"Can't they take cabs throughout Onyxscar?"