Salvior

Chapter 3

Today is Saturday and Elliott is at home. We are both cleaning the house - I'm complaining, whining, making sarcastic remarks and sulking with an attempt to clean the glass tables in the living room and kitchen while Elliott is doing all the rest.

He literally dragged me out of my bedroom this morning.

"You've been sulking in this bedroom since you arrived and now I don't care if you're dying. Come here before I drag you by the ear." Those were his exact words before he dragged me out of my bedroom by the ear since I rolled my eyes at him and covered myself with the duvets as soon as he said that.

He didn't ask what I was about to say last night and I'm more than greatful since I don't know what went into me but what ever got to my brain has passed over the night and I'm now sobber.

"I should have never told you about any thing in the first place" I grumble to myself. I should have just kept on pretending to be sick so that he would leave me breath. I don't know what he's trying to do but it's getting on my nerves.

" Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Go clean that table." he said pointing at the table beneath the huge TV. I groan as I walk to it, angrily mumbling to myself.

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I fall on the couch with hump out of exhaustion. Elliott has worked me to extinction. I doze off as he makes brunch for both of us.

" Leave me alone. " I groan as a hand keeps shaking me. I'm so tired and I want to rest.

" Food is ready." I groan again but I blink this time. I take in a deep breath of the wonderful scent penetrating my nostrils before opening my eyes completely and getting up.

I sit up and take in the little feast Elliott made for both of us. A tight smile is all I give him as he hands me  my food and I start eating.

" You've been working my ass all morning, any excuse for yourself?" I ask to Elliott as I eat.

" Getting your mind occupied was my goal." I say nothing at that. It makes no sense. Why does he wants my mind to be occupied?

" Did you think about him since morning?" I pause and frown as my stomach twists "I didn't" Elliot looks at me with a smirk.

" If you want to heal you most let him go, baby." My breath hitched in my throat as tears well up in my eyes. I clench my teeths to stay strong but as I blink a tear rolls down my eye.

Let Klaus go ? Can I? Is that even posible? Most importantly, do I want to ?

A loud sob leaves my lips as I crumble into tears. Elliott takes my bowl away from me, placing it on the table and gathering me in his arms, letting me cry there.

" I don't want to let go. It's hurts. I want Klaus here" I say in-between sobs. Elliott tightens his hold on me mumbling cooing words.

When I'm calm enough, I get back my food I eat per Elliott's command.

" You said his name was?" He asks after a long silence. I look at him sucking in a breath. Well I better die now than procrastinating the inevitable.

" Klaus Salvior" my eyes drop to keep looking at my bowl and keep eating.

"I'm serious here, Lizza" he says in an impatient tone. I feel anger rising and pulsing in my ears. Why doesn't he believes me? It irritates me but I gulp down my food and clench my teeths. I look at him, deadpan him before proceeding with feeding myself.

I look up after a minute of two to see a frozen Elliott and give him a tight lip smile while he still looks at me like he just witness a demon's apparition.