Chapter 19

Christy

My holiday at home was hell! I couldn't go anywhere without mum coming around and making sure I was okay, I felt old and drowsy. The worst part of it was, I didn't have a free time to chat with Elie, I didn't see him when I woke up in the clinic, mum didn't talk about him so I guess he left before she came.

Mum insisted in pressing charges against Brad and his other friend, I lied to her, saying I didn't know them, I don't want Elie to be in trouble cause of me after all he didn't ask me to come over. Is not his fault.

I was walking in the school hall in search of Elie, he must be somewhere around, the rooftop. He is antisocial, loves solitude.

I wanted to sneak up to him and scar him, so I twisted the handle of the rooftop door silently and crack it open with caution. I pop my head out with a smirk expecting to see him standing with his back facing the door, cause he loved to look down the building at cars and people, then he would think of death.

I was shaken to the score when I saw them, Zoe and Steve making out and speaking in hush voices.

I pulled out my phone and took a video. I didn't know what I was going to do with it yet but I was pretty sure It will create a scandal.

I quietly retrieve back to the halls with my phone tightly secure in my grip.

Delete or use?

I bite my lips. I decided to delete it, if Lilly sees the video it will cause her pain, a pain she deserves but then what will I gain from her pain? I'm not like her, she'll find out on her own.

Just when I was about to hit the delete option, my phone was snatched out of my grips. I look up to see Lilly.

"What are you looking out?" She wave my phone on my face.

"Uh, give it back." I make an attempt to reach for it but she pulled it away and click the play option.

"You watch porn, w-" she was struck silent when she saw the actor and actress of my short video.

"Where did you get this?! Is fake right?! You did it just to hurt me! You've won! But this isn't true right? Steve is not cheating on me, he promised to marry me! He swore!" Tears slipped from her eyes causing her make-up to melt.

"I told you not to." I simply said, some students had stop their chattering to stare.

"Hello, babe." Steve walked up to us with his head high. Boys, they're so cunning, he has no remorse for what he did.

Lilly stare at him like a predator ready to pounce on the pray.

"What?" His gaze shifted from her to me innocently.

Lilly slaps him across the face leaving an angry red mark of her five fingers.

"You son of a bitch!" She took dangerous steps toward him as he back off.

"What did I do?" He asked.

"You disgust me." She played the video on his face. His eyes went wide.

Just then Zoe came around, with her best friend mask but it quickly fell when she saw Lilly choking Steve.

"I fucking hate you! You've ruined it for me! I loved him! I did but you just stole him stealing my dreams along with him! I hate you!" Lilly screamed on Zoe's face before running off while sobbing.

I picked my phone from where she dropped it on the floor.

"Little bitch!" Zoe growled, "you were the one who told her!"

"Me bitch? Did you take a look at yourself? You're a filthy whore, stealing your best friend's boyfriend like that?" I scoff.

"I knew you were problem, right from the moment I saw you!" Steve stood towering me.

"Back off!" I yelled but he won't listen, he grabbed my arm forcefully hurting me in the process.

"You just ring -"

"Back of." Elie pulled Steve away from me and shoved him on the floor, it was a piece of cake for him. But I knew better.

"What the fuck! Move!" Steve pushed his chest.

"Don't you dare." His voice came out emotionless but I could see the anger in his gray eyes.

The Hall was murmuring among themselves.

"Who the hell are you minster weird eyes." Steve challenged.

"Oh no. Is him!" Someone said in the crowd.

"The orphan." I heard someone whispered, the hall grew scared and everyone back off.

Now I know why he had isolated himself all this while, some of them knew him, but how?

"Elie? Right? The psychopath in middle school." Steve chuckle.

"Steve, just forget about him, remember what he did to Johnny back in middle school?" One of Steve's band mate said.

"Fuck that, Johnny was not man enough, what can this motherfucker first class freak do to me? He looks fucked!" Steve pushed him again.

"Hit me! Hit me! Come on." He challenged.

"No Elie don't, you'll kill him." I whispered to his hearing.

"See he can't? I told you the best he can do is commit suicide like his mother." The moment those words left Steve lips, I watch him fly to the lockers crashing bad, Elie walked to him and started punching him.

The hall was thrown in great fear, most student ran away while some tried to pulled him away from a now unconscious Steve.

The person who was hitting Steve wasn't Elie, he looked dark, evil, his pupils going beyond tiny as his gaze rested on Steve bloody face, his eyes demanded for more, more blood more violence. I watch my Elie slowly fading. I had to stop him.

"Elie stop!" I yelled but he wasn't listening, Steve was passed out under his violent punches and yet he kept hitting none stop.

The group of students who were trying to pull him successfully did, immediately I flung myself on him and wrapped my hand around him, I hated the way they were using him like an object of destruction, I hated when he was angry his eyes and everything! I prefer when he is smiley and gentle. Tears stung the corners of my eyes and I allowed it to flow.

He squirmed a little bit in my grips and stopped, I felt his hands wrap around me protectively. He wasn't shaking from surprise or guilty, he was numbed, with how his hands grew tighter around me I was able to understand he was craving for that or maybe I wasn't really getting it.

*******

Elie

My skin itched with a burnt feeling. The room was cold, empty, quite. Just like I've always wanted. Silence did me lots of good.

I allowed my hand to fall on my aching chest. The pain gradually grew worst. I've never felt like this since years. I knew it was too risky going back in the world, interacting with the world.

Now they're demanding for more.

I pressed my hand on my chest and shut my eyes. When I opened them he was there. Eli.

Still little like when he died. He sat across me on the long waiting seat.

"You can feel it huh?" He wiggled his little legs that weren't touching the floor yet. "You know what they want, is either her or you. Or anyone else. You know the deal, if you want your freedom you must die or someone else must pay in your place." He climbed down, strode to my side and put a hand on my neck.

"No." I whispered.

His green emerald eyes were suddenly covered with darkness. A familiar smirk playing on his lips, exposing part of his monstrous bloody teeth. Blood drip from his eyes to his mouth and his tongue slowly wipe the blood that had touch his lips.

"You can't escape brother. Is impossible. You're doomed, just like Me. Mama. Dada. You know it, stop resisting, cease all fight, and give up, you stand no chance against THEM."

"I'm not your brother, stop faking we both know Eli is dead and gone, you can't deceive me no more." I spoke in a whisper with my gaze remaining on my tight.

His brows pulled together and he flared. "Nonsense!" His hands dropped to my chest were I had a grip on my shirt. "Pain. Regret. Melancholy."

He slowly took my hand off with his other hand before pushing in other hand into my chest and surprisingly he could touch my heart, he tore through my flesh and I felt his cold hand on my heart.

"No escape. No way. You're doomed!" He whispered in my ears and rip my heart...

With a quickly jerk I was back to the waiting room, alone. I blinked and sigh, my hand was still resting on my chest and sure as hell my heart was still in my rib cage. Beating. I let out a little sigh while rubbing my face.

The door flew opened with Hector stumping out. He didn't look happy.

I quickly lowered my gaze to the floor.

I could feel his blood-shot eyes boring holes on the back of my head.

"You made me leave my couch for your fucking shit! Not like I give a damn!" He yelled.

I stayed put not saying a word. I don't want him to get fucked.

"I'm not your damn parent! What happens to you is not my fucking business, if you don't appreciate school just fucking drop!"

The pain on my chest went from bad to worst. I could hardly breath. It felt like I was holding a hot iron weighting 1 ton on my chest.

Hector made his way to the exit and I followed behind.

The ride only made things worst Hector never stop swearing and yelling, it took me all not to slam his head on the glass window.

As soon as he pulled over I bursted out and walked to the house totally ignoring his calls, I need to do something before is too late.

I walked past Brad who was still bearing the injury from our last encounter all over his face. He had told them I did it, but fortunately they didn't believe him.

I slammed my door shut, quickly taking off my top, I hurried to the sink, where my broken mirror stood.

I gasp at what I saw, It was back again! The infernal curse of eternity! The malevolent eye in a pyramid watching.

This only means...my hours are been numbered.