He was injured, badly too. Without losing a second, me and Zee went to either side of him draping each arm over our shoulders, his eyes rolled to the back of his head before his head fell back.
This wasn't good.
Shouting in the distance, still firing, "Keep going! Training Room!" Isaiah yelled.
Managing his body weight the best way we could and as fast as we possibly could, we made our way towards the flaming crimson door.
Closer.
Closer.
Zee kicked it open, the abnormal amount of force tearing it off its hinges. Just then, loud, numerous thundering footsteps came into the half exploded complex. They were here.
Isaiah arrived in front of us, hastily leading us towards the far side of the room, just away from their view. It bought us time. Just how long though?
Elijah was becoming increasingly heavy to
**** Springing straight up from my dream state, my heart rate pounding in my chest. My breathing irregular. But I didn't scream. It wasn't real, it was a dream. Only a dream. I closed my eyes trying to grip onto my version of reality. The version that right now I'd do anything to escape from. Forcing myself to keep my breathing steady, I reopened my eyes adjusting to the new scenery. Bed. I was on a bed. Throwing the duvet wrapped around me, I hung my legs over, the tips of my toes making light contact with the carpeted floor. Where am I? Trying to absorb my surroundings I looked around. Gold encrusted spiral walls, flat-screen television secured to the far end of the wall. A table and a single chair situated towards the corner of the room and a slightly ajar door. I was curious, to say the least. Where exactly was I? I couldn't be back at their c
Suddenly Zee walked into the room, I could see in her eyes evident shock of the close position that me and Isaiah were currently in, I pulled back abruptly but he made no just movement in fact he looked slightly irritated that there was an interruption, he turned his eyes falling on Zee, his face instantly stomped out any previous annoyance. Despite her visible injuries, she was still looking a lot better than I did. Her hair flowed freely around her shoulders, she was wearing similar attire to mine. Her beauty still present. But everything else clearly not, a permanent frown etched onto her face which was completely different from normal, happy smiling Zee and I despised seeing her like that. Her voice came out hard, blunt but not an octave higher or lower from how she usually sounded, "Isaiah, are you ready to go?" His eyes burned into mine, asking if he should go or if he should stay, all I could give him was a
Chapter eight His lips met mine, pressing roughly against it, his tongue trying to pry my mouth opened, the action made me gasp and I could feel a smirk on his face before he deepened the kiss. He worked meticulously, cupping my cheek and stirring things up inside me. This was my first kiss, I had no one to compare him to. All I felt was a mild twirling feeling in my gut, something was there but not completely. Not how I thought it would feel, those books always described sparks and an overwhelming amount of butterflies. Wasn't I supposed to be feeling that? Someone cleared their throat. But it didn't come from Elijah, instantly I pulled back breaking the kiss, his eyes flashed hurt before he slowly bit his lip looking downwards. The only thing right then that I could think about was Isaiah, how I betrayed him and how I hoped that wasn't him behind me. Closing my eyes I prepared for the impact, my back stil
Currently, Adrian was ordering food service, going into the corridor for optimal service holding the menu loosely in his hand. I don't think I could even eat anything if I tried, I'd have to force some food down regardless, I needed as much energy as I could possibly get. Elijah sat on the leather chairs facing me, his expression was more so unsure than angry and I could tell he was contemplating why I wanted to cut my time with him so short, his eyes widened as if thinking that he didn't kiss me with consent but it was quickly diminished like he was assuring himself that he did and knowing he didn't kiss me without my permission his face fell back to its previously confused state. This wasn't my biggest concern and I found myself looking past him towards the big bay windows outside the landscape was one to truly admire, rising up from my seat I made my way towards the glass, stopping when I could visibly see my reflection; everything lo
What was I doing? Why was I even doing this? My hands twitched against the doorknob, I knew this was the worst decision that I could possibly come up with but if it kept everyone safe, if I kept Isaiah safe it was worth the risk. My eyes found the metal block framed clock. 8:25. Thirty-five minutes until curfew. That was more than enough time to get the bus to the ferry. I knew I didn't acquire any tickets but I just figure it out when I get there. If I get there. Apparently, when I would reach the South of French, they would be masses of steps to take place in finding the base, it wasn't just bang and there it was. It was hidden, deeply hidden. But all of that shouldn't be my concern currently, I knew this wasn't my brightest idea wandering about in a completely different country but I was certain that I'd figure it out. I had to right? The fate of the world did depend on me. Shrugging on th
"I understand. See you at nine." Truthfully, I probably wasn't. With that he prepared to attend to another customer, taking that as the perfect opportunity to leave. I meandered through people, ignoring the stares and looks I got of bewilderment as if thinking what a girl dressed like that would be doing here. I was gathering too much attention. Tugging my cap further down covering my eyes and the cuts on my face, I subconsciously found my bag straps holding onto it for comfort. I can do this. Cold bitter air hit me as I practically ran out of there. It was a major relief that I was at least one step closer to my goal. It was quiet, deadly quiet which was completely abnormal considering this was the capital. I remember the old London, the city that never sleeps; the constant blaring of cars and chatter of people. That no longer existed. Trying to
Chapter elevenWe all agreed that the best possible choice was to leave before any more of my assailants decided to come and finish the job. But I couldn't help but think if they wanted me alive with what he said yesterday night, they might not have wanted to kill me. However if not what did they want me for?"Ready?" Elijah appeared in front of me, his eyes trailing down my body assuring I had everything on properly. They insisted on wearing some protective gear; bulletproof vest, with a sturdy strap which held a gun, the cold metal felt like pricks digging into my skin all of this was underneath one massively bulky shirts obviously not wanted to draw attention to ourselves, we were all required to wear baseball cap so our face would be less likely to be caught on surveillance camera, the only normal thing on me were these blue washed out jeans. "Have everything on, your gun?"Only once I nodded. "It's not like I know how to shoot a
We fell into an intense staring match, the look in his eyes was so asphyxiating that it was a struggle breathing, he drew closer until we were face to face and his mint filled breath fanned over me. His tall stature looming over. "Alexis. I don't think that this can happen between us. I don't think you know how much this- you distract me. I need to focus on my mission and that doesn't involve whatever this is going on between us-"Before he could even complete his sentence, I found my lips crashing down onto his. Knowing I took him by surprise he was momentarily shocked but did well in hiding it. Recovering quickly, he kissed me back, roughly fishing his hands through my kinky hair. I could feel his tongue begging for entrance, so I gave him what he needed opening my mouth to let a gulp of air in but was also rewarded with his tongue exploring my insides. His kisses were tame yet wild and everything was perfection. Those sparks that I should have felt with Elija