Lost | Elektra and Liam | The Dumping Ground

Five

Now

Elektra woke up with a splitting headache. Someone was causing chaos. And judging by the sniggering, she figured it was Tyler.

She sat up suddenly. Oh, how I could kill him...

Then all went quiet. Strange.

It remained like that for a full 5 minutes. Elektra scratched her head in confusion and figured she better see what was going on. She slipped her feet into her slippers and crept down the stairs.

"...then when she gets into the bathroom, we'll search her room."

"I don't know."

"C'mon Tyler, it's foolproof! We'll rig the toilet and that's bound to keep her busy! You ain't chicken are ya?"

"Nah course not!"

"Well, come on then..."

Elektra jumped out from her hiding place and faced Ryan and Tyler.

"You don't fool me that easily," she stated startling Tyler and Ryan who quickly covered it up.

"What are you on about?" he asked smoothly feigning confusion.

Elektra walked towards him purposefully. "You ever watched Pretty Little Liars?"

Ryan shrugged innocently.

Elektra narrowed her eyes. "You'd be perfect in that show. But this is reality. So drop the act!"

Elektra strutted off into the kitchen and let a smirk take over her face. She still had it.

Before

She was lost. Really lost. Elektra was still in London, trying to save up for a ticket to Manchester. But it was no use. At this rate, she would be better off just walking there.

She set up her camp near a playground. Tomorrow was another day. She still had to have hope. Oh, why didn't she just ask Sally? Stupid, stupid, stupid. But Elektra knew why.

She wanted to be able to do this herself. She wanted to get herself back. And letting Sally help her... it would have crushed Elektra. Made her feel even more pathetic.

Elektra woke up, hearing noises. A gang. She tried to get her stuff together. She had to leave. Now.

"Oi Jay! Look 'ere it's a hobo!" shouted a voice as a shiver ran down Elektra's spine and she turned to face the smug gang members.

"Whatcha looking at?" he snapped at her.

"I'm just leaving."

"No, you ain't," his mate replied as Elektra's eyes widened in fear. She prayed mentally that they would let her go, or something would happen that was more worthy of attention than her. She couldn't handle another crisis.

"Leave her alone! She's with me!" shouted a female voice. Now, where had she heard that voice, before?

"And who the fuck are you?" asked 'Jay'.

The figure stepped into the moonlight in front of the gangsters and Elektra squinted to see who her hero was.

"Recognise me?" she said silkily, her hands on her hips.

The men in front of her sniggered in disbelief. 

"He doesn't remember you, love. Can't have been much good in bed..."

The woman didn't seem to be put off by this one bit.

"Don't suppose you know about your sister then, Jay? You know... the one that fucked off up north with her girlfriend?"