Where Do We Go From Here? - A Taylor Lautner Fanfic.

One full moon night changed both of their lives. They didn't know what to do, but one thing they did know, is that they had each other, forever and always.

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4. Chapter 3.

*Beth's P.O.V*

After running through the woods for what seemed like hours, I decided to stop by one of the trees to catch my breath. Running always helped me clear my head. How ironic, because I hate any type of physical exercise.

As I took deep breaths, the atmosphere around me changed from a bright, sunny day, to a dark, stormy night. What the heck is going on?

As I stared at the sky in confusion, I heard someone running towards me. I turned around to find Marc approaching me.

"Beth! Get out of here! Run!" I heard him scream. "What's happening?" I screamed, terror taking over. "Just get out of here before it's too late!" he screamed, pulling me with him.

"Marc, tell me what's happening!" I yelled as my anxiety levels sky-rocketed. "No time for questions, Beth. It's not safe, we need to get out of here ASAP!" he replied.

As we kept running, I felt myself slowing down and getting tired. I pushed myself to keep running, but suddenly, I felt like all the bones in my body were breaking at once. I fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

"Beth!" I heard Marc scream as the pain kept getting worse. It wasn't a full moon, so what is happening to me?

I kept screaming in pain as my body twisted in the most horrible ways possible. I couldn't move, and it felt like I couldn't even breathe. This was definitely not how I felt while turning for the first time, and the first time hurts twice as much as it does during the times afterwards.

I struggled to breathe as I heard Marc screaming too. I tried as I hard as I could to fight it, but I knew I'd lost the battle when my vision went black.

Almost immediately, my eyes shot open and scanned my unfamiliar surroundings. I was still screaming and panicking as nothing made sense to me.

Seconds later, I felt strong arms wrap themselves around my body as I stopped screaming. What is going on?

"Beth, it was just a nightmare, it's okay." I heard Marc's voice and instantly began to calm down. "I'm sorry," I whimpered before I began to cry. "Shh, it's not your fault. The first few days are always the hardest. I went through it too." he cooed.

After a while, I finally got myself to calm down completely. I feel so bad about waking Marc up like that. This has been happening every day since I came to this place. That's 6 days in a row. I bet Marc has barely gotten any sleep because of me.

"I'm sorry again, Marc. I shouldn't have to wake you like this every night." I said, looking up at him. "Beth, don't apologize. I had nightmares just as bad as yours, if not worse, when I first got here." he said, looking back at me. "When will they go away?" I asked, simultaneously listening to the sound of rain. It's a good thing school's been scheduled to start a week later than it was supposed to because of the storm. I'm totally not ready for anything if I can't even get a hold of these nightmares.

"Soon, I hope. Don't stress about them too much, they'll go away. I promise you." he replied as he stroked my hair. "What if they get worse?" I asked, dreading the thought. "I'll be right here. You won't be alone." he replied before kissing my forehead.

We both stayed in each other's arms, watching the raindrops fall on the window in comfortable silence for at least an hour before my stomach grumbled. Pretty loudly.

"Let's get you a snack." he chuckled as I climbed off of his lap to make my way to the kitchen for a late night/early morning snack.

After having some sandwiches and chips, we both decided to head back to bed.

"Beth," he said before I entered my room. "Yeah?" I asked, turning around to face him. "How about you sleep in my room? Just for a couple of days until your nightmares get a little less intense." he asked, scratching the back of his head. He's so cute when he does that.

"Sure, let me just get some of my stuff." I replied before going into my room to grab my phone and water bottle.

*Marc's P.O.V.*

I walk into my room and mentally slap myself for what I just did. Wow, what have I done?! I just invited the girl that I've liked for years to come and sleep with me every night until her nightmares go away or get less intense. Did I mention that I hate seeing her in pain and have an urge to kiss her to make everything alright every time I watch her wake up from a nightmare? Curses, what have I gotten myself into?

"I'm going to apologize in advance for waking you up at ungodly hours every day from now on." Beth's voice snaps me out of my thoughts. Here we go, there's no turning back now.

"Stop apologizing so much, love. These nightmares aren't your fault." I said, walking towards her. "I just feel really bad for disturbing you every night." she said, looking down. "Well, stop feeling bad, because I'm gonna be here for you, no matter what." I said, pulling her face upwards and smiling at her. She immediately smiled back at me. Her smile is so gorgeous. I love that I'm the reason for her smile.

"Come on, let's go to sleep." I said before placing a kiss on her forehead and then walking towards my bed. She admired the dark clouds outside before walking to the other side of my bed and lying down.

I switched off my bedside lamp and pulled her close before pulling the blanket over us. She placed her head on my chest and one of legs between mine before whispering "good night" and closing her eyes. I placed my arm around her body and whispered "good night" as well before I closed my eyes.

*Beth's P.O.V.*

The next morning, I awoke to unfamiliar surroundings yet again, but I'd realized I was in Marc's bed as I felt his arm around me.

The sky was quite dreary making the sunlight look dull. I looked at the view from the window before turning around to look at how the dull glow of the sunlight illuminated his face, making him look flawless.

After admiring his face for a good few minutes whilst fighting the urge to kiss him and cuddle up to him, I decided to lift his arm off of me and start my day.

As I was done brushing my teeth, I heard the doorbell. I should probably answer that since Marc's still asleep. I wonder who it is?

I walked towards the front door and opened it before coming face to face with a random guy. Surprise surprise.

"Hi, I'm here to see Marc. And you are..?" he asked confusedly. "I'm Beth, his new roommate." I replied, putting my hand forward for a handshake. "Nice to meet you, Beth. I'm Ross." he said with a smile while shaking my hand. "How about you come in while I go check if Marc's up yet?" I asked, stepping aside to let him. "Thanks, I'll just take a seat." he said, stepping in and walking towards the couch.

I make my way into Marc's room to find him still asleep. He stirs a little in his sleep as I approach him.

"Marc, your friend Ross is here." I said as I lightly nudged his shoulder. He simply moaned in response. Shit, he needs to stop making that sound.

"Marcy, he's waiting in the living room." I said, taking a seat next to him while nudging his shoulder a little harder. He moaned even louder than before. This is torture.

"Fine, I'll tell him to come back later." I sighed. "Good," he whispered in his groggy morning voice. I wish he would stop being so goddamn irresistible. How am I going to do this every day?

I walked out into the living room to find Ross staring out of the window.

"I'm so sorry, he's still asleep. He fell asleep quite late last night, so I don't think he'll be up any time soon." I said. "Oh, that's okay. I get it. I should've texted him before I came here." he said sheepishly. "You can come around later, maybe? I'm sure he'll be awake in a few hours." I said as I opened the front door. "Yeah, just tell him to text me when he's awake. See you around." he said with a smile before stepping out of the apartment. "Will do. See you." I said before shutting the front door.

I walked into the kitchen and made some coffee while thinking about cooking breakfast.

An hour later, I'd managed to make some grilled cheese sandwiches and cook scrambled eggs without burning the apartment down. I was proud of myself.

Just as I finished eating my breakfast, I heard Marc walking towards the kitchen.

"'Morning, or should I say, 'afternoon." he said with a chuckle. "Sleep well?" I asked as he poured himself a cup of coffee. "Yes, very well." he replied, taking a seat next to me. "Your friend Ross stopped by. You should text him." I said. "Oh, so that's why you were nudging me in my sleep." he realized. "Yeah, sorry." I said sheepishly. "It's okay, I would've been awake but I was just really tired." he said, scratching the back of his head. "It was probably your sleep debt from getting woken up in the middle of the night for the past 6 days and not getting enough sleep." I said, feeling bad. "Don't you dare feel bad or blame yourself for that." he demanded. "I can't help it, I still feel bad." I confessed. "What will it take you to stop feeling bad?" he asked, sighing. "My nightmares going away." I replied. "That's going to take at least another few weeks. So do me a favor and please stop feeling bad, love." he pleaded. "Okay, I'll try." I said with a slight smile.

*Marc's P.O.V.*

I quickly had some breakfast and sent Ross a text. I wonder why he stopped by out of the blue.

To *Ross*: Hey. Heard you stopped by earlier. Sorry I was asleep.

From *Ross*: hey. its ok, your roommate told me you fell asleep late last night. were you up to something nasty with her? ;)

To *Ross*: Oh god no. She's new, so having a bit of trouble with the nightmares.

From *Ross*: wow, just like you when you first got here. kept me awake for at least 3 hours every night for months.

To *Ross*: Yeah, she's slightly worse than me. I hope they don't last as long as mine did, though.

From *Ross*: is she a screamer? ;)

To *Ross*: God, stop it!!

From *Ross*: alright alright. but seriously though, who is she? i know shes new but i also know you dont let any newbies just move in with you.

To *Ross*: She's my best friend. The only human I kept in contact with.

From *Ross*: ooh, that makes a lot of sense. thats wicked luck tho.

To *Ross*: Yeah! Anyway, why'd you stop by so spontaneously earlier?

From *Ross*: sorry about that. i just wanted to stop by to let you know about the party at my place tomorrow night. i know parties arent your thing but i thought that mightve changed?

To *Ross*: I'll think about it. Thanks for the offer. :)

From *Ross*: any time buddy. see you around. :)

Ross is the only guy in this place I can consider a friend, I guess. He was there for me through all the nightmares and training. We aren't that close, but I know that he's always got my back.

"Did you find out why Ross stopped by?" Beth asked, walking towards me. "Yeah, he came to tell me about the party he's hosting tomorrow night." I replied. "That sounds fun. You should go!" she exclaimed. She's way more excited about this than I am.

"Only if you come with me." I blurted out. Shit, I didn't mean to say that. Why the heck did I speak before thinking?!

"I don't know if I'd quite fit in, but it'll be a great way to at least try to make some friends. Not that I need any friends. But, I'll go with you. It'll be like a nice break from all the nightmares." she said cheerfully. "Wonderful," I mumbled. Wonderful is the right word. Totally. What could go wrong at a party with alcohol? Nothing, as long as I don't go anywhere near the alcohol.

"This is exciting. I've never been to a party with you." she said, biting her lip. Does this mean she's been to parties without me?

"Did you turn into a party animal while I was gone, Beth?" I asked with a smirk to hide my nervousness. "I wouldn't say party animal. I went to like, 3 high school parties. They were kinda boring, mostly because I was pretty much alone. But my buddy alcohol kept me company." she replied nonchalantly. "Well, here's to my first high school party ever, and your first non-solo high school party." I said with a nervous chuckle. Let's just hope I don't end up doing something I'll regret.

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