I held her hand and she calmed down like she had been shot by a tranquilizer. She turned to me, her eyes unable to focus on a point because they kept shaking.
"Who is he?"
"An angel. A beautiful angel." 'Angel? Did Miss Rica fall in love?' That was the only sensible thing that came to mind. Could a heart break run her mad? She always told me everything new that happened in her life. If she dated someone then she would have told me. Why didn't she say anything. "Were you in... love?" I asked with the softest voice.
She laughed again and her laughs were beginning to creep me out. "Love, no, no, no. It was an obsession with vengeance. He must pay."
"Why must he pay?"
"He failed! Failed!!!"
Another thing that surprised me was that Miss Rica was talking normally. Not normally because she was going insane but not in her usual weird way that always felt like she belonged to another century. And it was making me think more of that nice lady at the p
I gently removed the dress from my body, like it was the most expensive thing in the world. I neatly folded it while sitting on the king-sized bed and placed my dress on a silver table, along with everything else. The way I folded it reminded me of my mother, Kimberly. She told me that if I folded my clothes neatly then they'd look prettier when I wear them. I don't know how true but I still believed it. I was too tired to return them to their normal places. I was even to tired to call the maid. Besides, I didn't want to bother them so late at night. I wasn't heartless. The party was a dream come true. I had never felt so happy, safe and loved altogether so much in my life. Elliot was truly the best. I couldn't imagine my life, here on, without him. He wasn't a prince but he sure acted like my Prince. The door of the bathroom opened and Elliot appeared. He had pulled on a black showercoat and was rubbing a towel through his black longer hair. His red
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO For someone who was deep in sleep, I opened my eyes sharply. Like a resting crocodile would when another reptile tried to steal her eggs. I was sleeping but when I remembered Elliot and couldn't feel Kim on the bed, I had to get up. 'Did Elliot kill Kim?' That was a very stupid thought. If Elliot could let go of me when he wanted me the most to let me take care of a little girl then he could take anything. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, searching for Kim but I couldn't catch even a glimpse of her. She opened all the windows in the room and the bright light blinded me for a second. "Kim. Kim, where are you?!" I screamed, getting out of the bed. The room was big... she could be anywhere. I turned to the bathroom when I heard her mischievous giggle. She had to be in there. I opened the bathroom door. "Good morning, Auntie Lexa," she said with a mouthful of strawberry toothpaste. She was brushing her teeth
Lexa sharply turned to Elliot like he had committed a great sin. She stood up and stepped back, fearing for the worst to come. "P-poisoned? By-by who?!" Elliot held her hand and placed her on the bench with minimal struggle. He noticed that when she was worried or her thoughts were scattered, she couldn't use her powers to the maximum. That explained how the nurses could move her away so easily. She still needed training. 'Calm down, Alexa.' "Who would want to poison her?! Why?! She's already dying and yet she was... I'm gonna sue this hospital!" She turned her focus to the passing nurses and doctors, as well as the hospital itself. "How did my mother get poisoned?! Someone answer me!" Elliot had to drag her out of the hallway and into an unused room in the hospital but that didn't stop her from continually screaming. He placed her hand over her mouth and wouldn't stop unless she promised to. The colour of her green eyes had tu
He sat beside her on the sick bed, watching her breath slowly and waiting for her eyes to pop open. He had been there for an hour, waiting for any sign of recovery from her. He was so patient and for the first time, Lot waited with him without throwing any tantrums at him. He held her hand and kept looking at her fingers. He always saw something new when he looked harder. He felt her blood flowing but yet no response from her. He tried talking to her and begging her to wake up but nothing. Yes, he was frustrated but he didn't find it in his heart to leave her. He felt terrible about everything. Kimberly was dead and Lexa was broken because of it. Elliot too was also broken but he knew that the bond they shared was stronger than the bond he could ever have with Kim. He sighed and bent his head, placing her hand on his forehead... waiting for something. "Any response from her, Mr Vile?" Elliot didn't know when he entered but he d
Lexa knew she had to see Elliot. There were so many troubles choking her mind, so many unanswered questions, dangerous possibilities... She couldn't take it anymore. She removed everything that was attached to her body and stood to leave. "Miss Halton, what are you doing?" "I have to go." The fear of Elliot gripped the doctor's heart. "I can't allow you to leave. You are still under treatment." She moved all the nurses away from her and faced the doctor with a warning raised finger. "Don't try to stop me or you will regret it." She ran out of the ward and used her eyes and lips to search for Elliot. "Elliot! Elliot, where are you?!" She continued screaming as she combed the hospital building, searching for him everywhere. Other people in the hospital thought she had gone crazy but no one paid real attention to her. *** Elliot opened the car door, about to enter but he stopped. He could hear his name from his mat
"I don't understand." Elliot had never felt so confused and uncertain in his thousands of years of his reign. Lexa stepped away from him. "Did you...do it? Tell me." Elliot's lies had taken him to where he was. He didn't want to lie again so he thought well about what he wanted to say next. 'Did you do it, Lot?' There was a disturbing silence that went on for seconds. There was tension in the air and Lexa was feeling it's weight the most. She watched Elliot in silence, expecting the worst and hoping for the best. And she badly wanted everything that Rica told her to be lies. 'Answer me now, Lot! Your master commands you!' Lot kept the silence going before he said something. 'I don't know. I was angry. I killed more than just the campers that night and our mate's mother... could be..." Elliot didn't want to hear anything anymore. He rose his bowed head to Lexa and tried to get something out of his mouth. "What did Lot sa
Rica's POVI spinned the revolving chair I was sitting on. It twirled me 360 degree round a single spot with a big unending smile on my face as it continued to twirl me. Then I immediately stopped it.I looked towards a mirror and I could see my face...ageing. My end was near. Any normal witch would worry about it and begin to search for longer days but not me. I didn't care. I didn't care if I died today because my mission was complete.Almost complete. I had a last thing to do before I could tag my mission as 'completed'. I stood up from the chair and looked around me. I was in a destroyed uncompleted building that was located in the outskirts of Olia.Everywhere was dark but my crystal ball gave out bright blue light that brightened everywhere. The doors of the building were old and rotten, and they dangled from their hinges like they were only attached to it by a bare string.The floors of the building were covered with rusted nails and bolts,
Lexa's POV It was hard to sleep at night when he was not by my side. I felt vulnerable when his hands didn't trap my waists like he loved to do. I couldn't feel his cold pale skin on mine and I was feeling immense heat where I was silently sitting. Though we were high in the sky, which meant the environment should be cooler as science had proved but I felt so hot inside. I wanted to pull my clothes off my miserable body. I looked around me and realized that I was the only one feeling that way. That's when I realized that the heat was coming from inside me. On the speakers, a female voice announced something that I really wasn't listening to. 'Ladies and gentlemen, Bandasun Airlines welcomes you to Paris. The local time is 3:pm. For your safety and the safety of those around you, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened and keep the aisle clear until we are parked at the gate. Thank you.' Why wasn't I excited to be here? I always wante