Chapter Eight

What felt like hours, minutes even. My thoughts about my relationship with Adam vanished. Until I realised that my phone that I had on me a few hours ago wasn't any to be seen, and the grocery bags that I had brought for a goodnight meal with my Mother, weren't any to be seen either.

Great, just great.

I thought as I felt angry and disappointed in myself that I felt stubborn and an idiot for getting myself into trouble. I didn't even know the man and he just...ugh!!. What is the point of arguing with myself? I sighed at how stupid I can be at times.

Wait..Maybe I can tell Elijah or that girl what her name was again..ahh I forgot. My mother would be-mom!. I totally forgot about her. Oh no, what do I do?. I can't just leave without thanking them for letting me stay here and walk out. But I also don't wanna worry her either and tell her that a man had followed me. I sighed again, closing my eyes for a bit.

But I would probably trouble them since I have technically invaded their home. What are they gonna do about it though, throw a tantrum at me and tell me that I can't go out by myself and get my things and go back home. I don't belong here, I know that they have technically wrapped up my wounds and all, but I don't belong here, like at all I need to get home.

Tsk, as if they'll let me go. Or maybe they will if I asked politely. I frustratedly ran my hands through my hair as I stood up off of the floor, making my way out of the bathroom. I see Elijah fast asleep on the green armchair. He looks so handsome asleep. Wait what?.

When I thought about that, my eyes widened as I quickly shook the thought out of my mind of him being handsome or cute even, as I stared at his sleeping form. His body was pressed up against the chair as his back was arched in a weird position, which made me giggle slightly as I shook my head with a smile on my face.

His head was lent back on the chair with some of his black hair that had fallen on to his face as he shifted a little. I was so hesitant and it took me all of my carriage to not push his black hair away from his gorgeous face.

"Ava." Elijah's lips mumbled out as I frowned in confusion, parting my lips in a bit of shock. Who's Ava?.

I thought as he started to frown and twitch in his sleep. "No." He muttered out as I blinked and stared in worry on what I am supposed to do in this situation.

Elijah started to toss and turn like he was running away from something. It kinda hurts my heart seeing someone fuss and turn like they are in pain. He has sweat running down his forehead as I didn't know what to do. He kept mumbling things that I couldn't understand or hear in his sleep as more sweat covered his face.

"Elijah." Whispering as I was leaning down over his figure and watching as his head shook from left to right. As I lifted my hands and started slightly shaking him to wake him up but he didn't budge. Not even the slightest bit.

"Elijah!". I said louder this time, shaking him more violently to try and wake him up from his 'nightmare' that he supposedly is having.

"Hey! Elijah, woke the hell up". Shouting a bit too loudly as his eyes shot open gasping for air. I smiled, looking down in relief as I made myself look up. But, what I saw wasn't Elijah. He looked like a completely different person. His eyes weren't normally beautiful blue anymore. They were a vibrant, dark-golden yellow.

I stared in shock and a bit of fear rising in my body as I gasped and quickly lent away. I stood up straight as I took several steps back. Elijah stood from his chair that he was napping on as his eyes stalked mine like I am his prey. They sure were a gorgeous colour, but I couldn't think about that, right now. I was about to be murder right now by Elijah or if it's even Elijah for that matter. If I don't get the freak out of here as soon as possible, I'll be dead or even worse hurt.

What if I try and reason with him? Maybe he will go back to his 'not so angry self' and be normal again. But, why can't I move? Come on you stupid body. Move! For god's sake!. It was like he put a spell on me that made me like I was in a trance and couldn't get out of it.

What is happening?. Pulling my hands out in front of me as his eyes glistened over the sunlight that was peeking in as I gulped down the lump in my throat, which was called; fear. "Elijah, what are you doing?." I stumbled over my words walking backwards as he took steps towards me.

"This isn't you.." I breathed. Oh God, what am I supposed to do?. I'm starting to get really scared right now, of him. And that's not normal for me to be scared of someone that possibly saved me from that man from yesterday. Unless it wasn't him. Unless it was somebody else.

"Please, you wouldn't hurt m-me. R-right?" I choked out as my eyes began to sting with tears welling up in the corners of my eyes as my back hit the bedroom wall. I think I was done for?.

I thought as I closed my eyes and mumbled a pleading response and shut my eyes tighter and hoping, that someone, anyone can get me away from him.