Chapter 4: TRACKING HER.

                      ~ 𝑬𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝑳𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 ~

Illiana grunted angrily as she tossed her drawing paper to the waste bin. " I can't believe I've been trying to draw this shit for almost two hours now and yet I've gotten nothing good from it. "

Genevieve took the sheet out from the waste bin, checking on what she had drawn. " Come on, Ana this is more than beautiful. Why would you want this for nothing. "

" That doesn't look good for a project, Gene. I need my full mark for the Fine Art course. You know it's my favorite course and I can't fail it this semester. "

Genevieve stretched the drawing paper, folding it properly. " Why don't I keep this to myself while you have a portrait of me instead. "

" Really, you're gonna look like a mouse. "

She laughed. " Well, my instincts tells me that I'm gonna look more like a princess. " She sat on the stool in front of Illiana's drawing board adjusting herself in a model style, and focusing her eyes to the window, and she looked like she was staring at something. " Is this style okay? " She asked, not making a move.

" It's just more than okay to get the best portrait. " She started drawing, trying not to make a mistake. " When you get tired, just let me know. "

" Okay. "

It took Illiana an hour to make a neat sketch of Genevieve. Genevieve helped her prepare the painting colours and she went back, maintaining the same model style. " Did I changed the pose?"

" No. "

So Illiana started painting Genevieve's portrait and she made some little designs on her garments. She attached a sun flower on her hair to correspond the yellow gown Gene was putting on.

She made some little adjustment to her environment, making it look almost like she had taken a full photo of herself with nature.

Danielle ran from the newspaper box to the drawing room where Illiana and Genevieve stayed with a brown envelope in her hand, she banged in. " Guys, you can't believe this... Oh my God, this is incredibly gorgeous. " Danielle gasped covering her mouth with her palms. " You just made the best portrait ever. Can you draw a portrait of me? "

" Your's will be tomorrow. " Illiana said, taking a photo of her drawing." You can take a photo too if you want. "

" I'm doing that right away. " She deepened her hand into the back pocket of her jean trouser, bringing out her phone. She took two photos of the portrait, at that instant, she posted it on i*******m and twitter. " Everyone are gonna love this. "

Genevieve couldn't stop gasping at the beautiful portrait of herself Illiana had just made. She felt like pasting it in her room and giving a strict warning of "Out Of Bound" to anyone who tries touching it.

" I think professor Morgan is gonna love this. " They left the room to the sitting room. " Ehh Dani, you wanted to say something earlier when you bashed into the drawing room. What was it again? " She reminded.

" I found this in the newspaper box this morning, it says Kane and Priscilla got married two weeks ago. " She announced.

Illiana covered her mouth from exclaiming, but Gene went ahead shouting in happiness. " What the... Oh my goodness, finally they are together. " Genevieve didn't know when that came out of her mouth.

" Hold on a sec, " Danielle paused her, " You knew they were in love? "

" Of course I knew. I mean, who doesn't know that. " She stared at the both girls who seemed not to have noticed Kane's love for Priscilla eight years ago. " Okay, maybe I found out because I was peaking on them. "

" You always spy on them? " Illiana asked, surprised.

" No, I don't spy on them. " She sighed in defeat. " Yeah, I did spied on them but that was twice. It all started when we were playing hide and seek one morning, I noticed Kane had seen Priscilla first but... he acted not to have seen her and caught Illiana instead. I knew Illiana wasn't the first to be seen but what can I say? "

" So, " she continued. " I started noticing the way they look at each other. And on a cold evening, thankfully the full moon was out then. I saw them... kissed each other. " She rolled her eyes saying that. 

" Wow, that was such a romantic moment." Danielle made an Awwn face. " I wished I had such a moment. "

" Don't worry, Dani, yours will come very soon. " Genevieve playfully said.

Danielle's phone started buzzing, hundreds of messages were dropping in. " New boyfriends? " Genevieve asked.

" Yeah, new boyfriends who want Illiana to make a portrait of them." She checked on the messages, they were both from i*******m and twitter. " Twenty four minutes and I'm getting a thousand likes and comments all at the same time? Illiana, you're a sweetheart. You just created a new history for me. "

She kept scrolling through the comments, " So, are you gonna do that for them? " She looked at her.

" I can try, but guess I'll have to charge them for a picture. What do you guys think? " She asked, seeking for a positive opinion.

" Yeah, that's a great idea. Besides, you can make easy money with it and buy new stuffs for yourself. " Genevieve acknowledged her.

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Hours past like minutes, and it has just turned 4 o'clock. Illiana went to her room to have her bathe when she felt an itchy stings on her shoulder. "Ouch.. " she hissed at the pain, taking off her shirt to get a glance of her shoulder.

The ‘M’ mark on her shoulder had just increased in size and it was shining red in colour. The pain was like digging a finger into a burning furnace. She rubbed it gently, hopping it could be of help but the itchy pains keeps getting tougher.

Danielle opened the door to tell her something but stopped as her eyes met the mark. " It's growing. " She said shutting the door behind her.

" I know. And it hurts each time it grows. Do you think he's purpose for leaving the mark on me was to punish me for not following him? "

" I don't think so. " Danielle replied. " Well, I think he did that to find you whenever he decides to come get you. He's gonna come for you, you know that. "

" I have the feeling. "

" So, what are you going to do? "

" I don't know. I really don't know. " Danielle sighed heavily.

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~ 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒂 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒏 ~

" I'm gonna ask for the last time, where is the girl? " Alpha Kaden rowled at the awkward silence of the people towards his question. He was getting impatient and wanted to order an immediate killing when one said.

" We don't know, Sir. All we do know is that they left two years after you came here. " Said one of the villager, terrified.

" Where have they gone to? " He asked.

" We do not know, Sir. " Replied the same man.

Kaden's anger arose as he nodded swiftly. The he bursted out laughing, and this caused everyone scared the more. Why was he laughing? He should be boiling in anger and not finding it so funny?

" You can run, Walker, but you can not hide from me. I'm coming for you, little kitten. I am coming for you. " He mumbled to himself.

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While he sat on his throne, he rubbed his jaw with his hand. He can't stop imagining how foolish the Walker's would play in order to protect their daughter from him. There's just one thing they do not know, Kaden had seen this coming earlier, so he didn't just marked her, he used it as a way to get to her no matter how far she was from him.

" Where are you, little kitten? " He said, trying to reach her with the mark. " Tell me, kitten, where are you? "

He smiled at his victory as he sensed her pains. " Ouch... " He heard her groan, and a huge smile painted on his face.

" Found you, kitten. It's time to come take you home. "

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She yelled from her room, everyone rushed up to know what was actually wrong with her. Genevieve was the first to bash in, her eyes widened at the sight of the mark on Illiana's back.

" What the... Heck. " She rushed to her. 

Illiana was on the floor, shaking continuously. She would tumble at both side, her hand holding the mark as if she would tear off her skin at that moment. " We need to call the doctor. " Janet said as she rushed for the landmark.

She quickly dialled the ambulance number, " Please, we've got a problem. "

" Where are you? " Asked the voice.

" Plot D, off south avenue. "

" Okay ma'am, we're on our way. " She dropped the telephone back, rushing to Illiana's body. 

" Don't worry, baby, the ambulance is coming. "

Illiana held Gene's hand, " In case I don't make it to the hospital... "

Genevieve shook her head. " No, you're gonna make it. "

" In case I don't make it, help me give my drawing to professor Morgan. "

" You're gonna do that yourself because you ain't gonna die, okay. You're not dying... not today. "

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