my eyes shut, trying to pull it together. I had no idea what was going to happen, I had to keep from looking to weird, or Sara might suspect something. If she thought something was strange about me, it could expose the coven and I would be to blame, because I lost my temper.
“Corrine, are you alright you look sick?” I kept my back to her, unable to move. The tone in her voice was not one of concern but of triumph, she had set out to upset me obviously, and now she had succeeded.
“I’m fine. I’m just going to go up to my room for awhile.” I quickly answered her.
My chest felt like it was on fire. I put one arm around my middle, trying to stop the feeling that my ribs might possibly crack at any moment. I got out of the kitchen and away from Sara’s sight, to the staircase. I got to the third step, and doubled over in mind-blowing pain. I could do nothing but curl into a ball. I laid my head on the third step, still holding my chest with my arms, panting.
I could feel I was starting to sweat, but yet I felt like I was freezing as my body shook with cold chills. I closed my eyes, not knowing what to do. Gran had gone to the store and I knew Will wouldn’t be back until this afternoon, from classes. I needed Doc or Pratt now, but my cell phone was upstairs, it might as well have been in Siberia, because I couldn’t get to it.
Gran came in the front door, just as I grabbed the banister and tried to pull myself up. I slid back down; the pain was too much for me. I looked up at her, tears streaming down my cheeks. She dropped her bags and ran to me knelt on the floor.
“It’s ok child, breathe for me ok? I will get help.” She whipped out her cell phone, and pressed speed dial. Doc was on the line in seconds. I laid my head in her lap as she spoke to him.
“Doc, it’s Rose you need to come now, Corrine is sick I just found her on the floor in pain.” She paused to listen to Doc’s reply. “OK… yes, I will see you in a minute.”
“Is he coming?” I gasped, trying to keep from getting my runny nose on Gran’s good coat.
“Yes, they will both be here shortly, it will be ok honey.” She stroked my hair and tried to help me slow my breathing down, as I was in panic mode.
“William?” I simply asked, I wanted her to call him, but couldn’t finish the sentence before more gut wrenching pains gripped my stomach.
“He’s already here.” She smiled as he walked through the front door. His eyes met mine and he ran to me, dropping to the stairs where I lay.
“Corrine, what happened?” He gently picked me up off the floor and held me in his arms, as I shook. I leaned my head onto his chest, the pain making me weak; each wave seemed to get worse.
“I found her here, when I got back from the store, she’s been terribly upset by something William,” says Gran.
“I can just imagine who got her this worked up!” He cast a look of pure hate toward the kitchen. He already knew who made me flip. He was not a seasoned vamp, so he had limited mind reading abilities, but he somehow could always tell what was going on with me. He carried me up to my room, and laid me on my bed. Gran quickly got Libby, who had been taking her late afternoon vamp nap in the room adjoining mine.
Libby gave me a painkiller, approved by Pratt to be used in an emergency like this. I was shaking so badly, you would have thought it was zero degrees in my room. Will smoothed the hair from my eyes. Gran got a damp washcloth out to put on my head. I had chills but Libby said I was running a very high temperature. I wanted to talk, but I seemingly had no strength left to say a word, my body was drained.
“What do you think happened?” Gran asked as she adjusted the wet rag on my head.
“It could be a setback. Pratt and Doc have been worried about her having one. Pratt told me Emma had three before she fully changed,” Will said with as he shook his head.