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Blue Moon

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It's been weeks since I was molested. The nightmares have been persistent but I soon grew accustomed to them waking me up from my sleep. They've morphed into the same, long continuous one that played in my head until I sprang up from my sleep. Often I would be sweaty and shaking, sometimes the nightmare would allow the pigged man to actually go through with the dirty deed and I would throw up. It was so real.

I've apologized to Emily, she accepted it without hesitation. She eventually got that I didn't want to talk about it and I didn't want a pity party being thrown for me every time I entered the room.

Will however, did not get it. He pestered me some days, relentless prodding. He would ask how I was, how I felt, if I wanted to talk about it. Eventually when he would show up at the hotel room, Emily would tell him that I'm out. He's suffocating me and it's totally out of character for him to do that. I would of thought him of all people would respect my privacy but Will is begging me to make my problems his. I would make this his problem ever, it's not his place.

Today I couldn't escape him though, he insisted that he come along with me while I hunted for a witch to help. I wouldn't be going back to the Black Market, even though I didn't know where else to look. I just wasn't ready to go back there right now. I would lose my wits if I saw that man again.

We were in the town's square, wandering around aimlessly, searching for anyone. We've looked at the market, the port, and just the roads. I knew of one place where could be worth a shot. “Will, how about we spit up? I know of one place that I could check and you can check out the shops since there are so many.”

He almost immediately shook his head no but I reasoned. “It'll cut down on time though, I want to be back at my hotel room before it hit twilight.” I would see his eyes always shift down to my face where a very faint yellowing bruise laid. I was almost completely healed, my abdomen was still sore but manageable. “Fine.”

I smiled,”Okay, then I'll just meet you right back here.” I turned and walked away, hoping I would find a witch.
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Will POV

I watched her walk farther and farther into the distance. My mind beckoned me to go with her but I knew she needed space and that I was giving her little of it. I couldn't help it though. Why wouldn't she just come clean? It may not be driving her crazy but it's driving me insane.

I could only assume what happened. The thought alone was disgusting, for a man to treat a women like that. It's below life to do that. I knew Eliza was a fighter but I will always feel the need to protect her, I have since the moment I met her.

I sighed and turned to look in the shops. The least I could do is what she asked since I've been trailing her lately. I knew that Emily was lying when she told me Eliza wasn't at there hotel room. I get it, she wants space. I'm the one that needs reassurance in this.

I walked through the shops for about an hour, no such luck was handed to me in finding a witch. I didn't think it would be so hard but they weren't kidding when they exiled them hundreds of years ago. They were still in hiding.

I looked up towards the sky and saw the sun was setting. It was blindingly bright, I almost had to cover my eyes as I walked down towards the other end of the shops. I knew I could keep on looking but no witch would be out in such a public place, it was to risky.

I eventually made my way back to where Eliza and I were suppose to meet. Hopefully she had better luck where ever she went. Even though I didn't like her giving me such little detail about where she went, I trusted her. That was all that mattered really.

I looked around lazily, then I saw her making her way through the mess of people still out. She looked a little dejected, no one was with her. It was still bright enough out for the light to be shining dimly through the street. It hit her just right, it radiated her beautifully. I couldn't keep the slight smile from gracing my lips, she really was beautiful.

My eyes looked at the scar that made itself present everyday but I never seemed to notice it. A random thought crossed my mind then: Did she ever think about the man she loved? She hasn't talked about him since our first meetings. Does she still love him and is just still mourning her lost love?

I shook my head almost. No. These thoughts, about having feelings beyond friendship, is not something I was prepared for. Though I have caught myself wanting to act like something more than a friend to her on some occasions. My heart still belonged to Lucy, even if she has moved on. My chest ached at the thought. Yes, my heart is still broken, it'll take possibly years and years for it to heal. I honestly thought she was the one.

“Will?” I snapped out it and my eyes adjusted to having Eliza suddenly standing in front of me with a weird look on her face. “I couldn't find a witch.”

“Neither could I.” I shook my head. She sighed disappointed,”I fear we'll never find one.”

She started to walk then. I followed behind her, going back to keeping a protective eye on her.
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Elizabeth POV

“Emily, how are you feeling today?” I asked as I took a seat next to her on the couch. It's been awhile since we've just talked.

“Oh you know, the usual. It's a good day, I'm keeping my lunch down.” She smiled, looking down at her slightly noticeable bump. I could already tell she was to make a great mother.

“Will and I had no luck finding a witch. I looked all over the place, the alley's, streets, pubs, everywhere. Not one witch was in sight.” I was exasperated in looking for one. I didn't know where else to look.

She sighed,”I don't know what to tell you. I don't know where witches spend there time or hide out. You might have to go out of town.” That solution has crossed my mind before, that I would have to go outside of town to find one. Where would I go though?
“It's tempting, I might have to skip over a couple towns since are is apparently bone dry of them.” I kicked my shoes off my feet, sore from walking all day. I wonder where I would have to go, which town would have witches present.

“There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about.” Emily started cautiously. “Would you be the godmother to my baby?”

The question took me off guard for a second before I broke out into a wide smile,”Of course! You didn't even have to ask, Emily.” I hugged her tightly, it's wasn't even something to have a second thought about.

“The reason I was cautious about this,” she released me to look at me,”is because Collin and I agreed that I could pick the godmother, while he would pick the godfather. Collin, with out a doubt, is picking Will. You know he'll agree with no hesitation.”

Of course Will would agree, he isn't the type of person to turn something like that down. “Why would you be cautious?” I asked curiously.

She fiddled with her hands,”Well I don't know exactly what's going on between you two lately. I know he's being over protective and all but it's, Will. He's always like that. I mean, has anything happened? You haven't talked about him in awhile.”

I sighed,”Honestly, Emily, I have no idea. He knows I have feelings for him but he is just so hung on, Lucy. I don't even think I stand a chance anymore. I thought he would have felt something by now, but there's nothing. According to him, I'm one of his closest friends, nothing more.”

“You know he'll come around, he did last time. I'm surprised he isn't as hard headed as last time, with all the bickering.” Emily tried to reassure me. I've promised myself a long time ago to expect the unexpected. Maybe Will wouldn't fall back in love with me. I would have to accept it if happens.

“He's matured. I can tell, he's not as impulsive or hot headed. It's like the seven years aged him emotionally but not psychically.” I shrugged, Will was different. There was no denying it.

“Well, if you asked me, I don't think that there a chance in hell that he won't fall in love with you. He has to feel something. Besides, we didn't skip seven years for nothing. Will and I collectively decided to do this, after I convinced him of course. His love for you is strong enough, it has to be there.”

“Let's hope so.” I looked down at my lap. I felt pathetic about this, I didn't feel like much of a competition.

We sat in a comfortable silence for a couple of minutes, both Emily and I dazing in and out. Her question appeared out of thin air, she said it so quickly that I almost didn't catch it. “You need to talk about it, please?”
I raised my eyebrows in confusion,”Talk about what?”

Emily gave me a wary look,”What happened, Eliza. It's not healthy to keep it bottled up. Even if you think it's not bothering you, you need to talk about it. If not for your sake, do it for mine. Even Will's actually, I know it's driving him crazy. We both want to just help or something.”

I knew Emily and Will wanted me to talk about it. I didn't really want to talk about it, I just wanted to forget about it. I was done dwelling on it, I want to move on. My mind isn't ready to move on though, it's like it's stuck back in that moment when I'm asleep. What harm could it do if I would just talk? “Fine.”

“Really? Because if you really don't want to, you don't have to.” Emily spit out but I knew she really wanted to know.

“It's okay, really.” I gathered my thoughts. “Let's see, I was in the Black Market like I said I would be. I knew as soon as I entered that place that I was dressed way to nice to be there. I was walking down, looking for any witches.” A thin set of panic clouded over me because I've never voiced the attack, it seemed weird. I started to talk like it was rehearsed because I didn't want to get emotional. I continued like nothing was wrong. “The man stepped in front of me, grabbed me, and threw me into the ally way next to us. He started to slap me and throw me around. I tried to fight back but I was no match for him. He-he pinned me down, getting to my undergarments and pulling them down. I got lucky when I kicked him in the face and disoriented him enough for me to get away and by some miracle make it back to the hotel.”

Emily's emotional state was of a what you'd expect a pregnant women to be. So without warning she busted out into tears, sobbing. I jumped forward and started to comfort her,”Emily, it's okay. I'm fine now, it's like nothing happened.” I lied. After telling her what happened, I was most definitely not fine. I was scared still. Nor she or Will could ever know that.

“I-I just-” she tried to calm herself,” Eliza! It's so horrible!” I wanted to tell her that she's pregnant and should get a grip but that would be mean almost.

I sat there hugging her and telling her that I was okay, I was over it, for about an hour. I knew she loved talking about Will and I. She's a sucker for romantic situation and stories, much unlike me. It would cheer her up so I let her go to town. I didn't even have to talk about I asked her what she honestly thought about Will's emotional state was right now.

“He's just needs a push, that's all.” She finally finished. She smiled sheepishly at my glazed over look. I tried to absorb it all, I really did.

“How do you suppose we do that? I can't exactly walk up to him and tell him that he's in love with me but doesn't know it yet. I would sound crazy.” I felt slightly stressed about this.
Emily face turned mischievous as she scooted closer to me. “We make him jealous.”

“How?” I've never scene Will jealous before. Ben wouldn't count for obvious reasons. He can't get jealous if he doesn't have feelings for me.

“We find you someone to court! Collin has tones of friends, and you're gorgeous so I'd be easy finding you someone.” She started planning, while I was shaking my head no.

“Emily! Come on, seriously? Court some poor guy and then once I get Will nice and jealous, I toss him off to the side?” She considered this as she leaned back against the couch.

Suddenly she snapped her fingers,”I got it!” I held my breath, I really didn't want to hurt some guy or get myself into something that I wasn't prepared for. “Eliza, do you remember Tommy from your early teenage years? I didn't really work for you then, but we both knew him.”

I thought for a second,”Tommy had like the really think black hair, right?” Emily shook her head,”Did you even wonder why he never had a girlfriend?”

I shook my head,”No, not really.”

She bit her lip,”It's such a atrocity but you know how I am about love. If you love someone, you love them.”

I wasn't catching her drift, what ever it was. “I'm not sure what you're trying to say, Emily.”

“Tommy didn't have girlfriends because well-boys were his cup of tea.”

“Uh-wait, back up. He doesn't like girls..he likes boys?” I wrinkled my nose a little at this. The idea is so whacked and foreign, it would get him killed in a second if any found out about how he was.

“I would see Tommy coming on to boys, even if he didn't notice it. Tommy told me one day and I promised I wouldn't tell anyone because it would get him killed or burned.”

“What's the moral of this story, Emily? I questioned. Was she asking me to act like I like girls instead? I couldn't do that. That would just be weird and Will would definitely not buy it.

“The thing is that, Collin has a friend who is like that. Collin doesn't know it because he's dense and won't notice it but I do. You wouldn't be breaking his heart or anything and it would work for him because people are asking him why he doesn't have a wife yet or isn't courting anyone. It's a win-win.” She finished, looking very proud of her idea. I wasn't completely sold though.
“I'm not sure how I feel about how that guy is though about not having the same cup of tea as every one else. I just don't know. Is he diseased or scattered brained? I'm sure he's a very nice guy but it's just a little out there for me, Emily.”

She frowned at me,”Eliza, please. You can except that Will is a werewolf and get over that and not get over this? Will is considered a monster, an abomination just like Collin's friend is. The difference is that he's completely normal. I thought you of all people would have no problem since you don't judge people that often.”

I could tell she was disappointed in me, but this is new to me. I can't accept it off the bat. “I'm not saying that I'm disgusted or think that he's a different species. I'm thrown off, that's all. I'll have to come around eventually. But I'll do it, if it means that much to you.”

She squealed excitedly,”You won't regret it! Will, will get jealous for sure! And you're helping someone out in the process; let's just hope this works.”

I shook my head in agreement. Yes, let's hope this works.
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Erg, I'm not sure how I feel about this one. I had such bad writers block, I still do.

Anywho, I tried to write this as realistically as I could for back then. I don't really know how gay people were treated back then but I'm guessing not to good?

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