FOREVER MINE

C H A P T E R 5

ELIJAH
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I can't do this.

The burning pain I'm feeling inside my chest makes it hard to breathe as I pace around in my hotel room.

I thought I could be mad at her. I even thought I could hate her for not even giving me a second glance but that thought was quickly crushed the moment I walked into my room.

Only she would be capable of making me feel like complete shit and happy all at once. Seeing her again awakened something within me I thought had died the day she left.

No matter I how mad I am at her for leaving, I can't blame her. I can't hate her either.

I grip my hair in frustration as I walk over to the small bar in the corner of the  room. I take the strongest drink there is before pouring me a glass.

Just as I was about to gulp everything down, I stopped.

No. I'm not going down that road again. No matter how much I just want to drown myself in alcohol, I can't. I won't.

Slowly putting down the glass I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.

Opening my eyes, I head to the door. Maybe actually going on that late night drive would make me feel better.

For the past year whenever I used to think about Angela, she would cloud my head with unwanted memories. The only way to help me clear my mind was going on late night drives and over time it sort of became a regular thing.

The late night drives were calming with the open road as the pale moon shone in the night sky. I enjoyed driving under the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity.

It was the only time it felt like I could breathe. Like my lungs could finally catch a break from feeling suffocated.

But no matter how long those drives lasted, it always had to come to an end causing all those memories to rush back again.

I clear my thoughts as I walk out of my room. As I head towards the elevator, I hear voices coming from down the hallway, most importantly her voice.

My heartbeat speeds up at the sound of her voice - not having heard it in a long time. I quietly walk further down the hallway, trying to see who's she talking to.

"Yes my sister told me you left, ofcourse I was worried, Angela."

I freeze at the sound of a male voice, my fists tightening. Rounding the small corner, I see a man standing outside Angela's door as she looks up at him.

"I'm fine. I needed to visit my brother, he's in the hospital." She answered as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"I know, Jade told me."He said before breathing out. "I just didn't want you coming here all alone. I know how much your family has hurt you."

Who is this guy?

And why is he standing so close to Angela?

She looks up at him and frowns. "I'm fine. No need to worry."

She's lying.

"What's wrong? You're not acting your usual sassy self."He questions.

Usual sassy self? What the heck is that suppose to mean. That's definitely not how Angela usually is.

Did she really change that much? As I'm looking at her I do see a slight difference. She has this constant frown on her face too, different from her usual cheery smile.