~ His Vixen

3 - elena?

authors note: just so no one gets confused, miles was obviously in a spaced out sort of mind after literally getting stabbed so now he thinks belles name is elena. keep that in mind because i know if yall read this without me saying that then it would be confusing 😭

miles pov
I take deep breaths in, trying so hard to keep the ability to blink without shutting my eyes and never opening them again. Her words replaying in my head "It's okay baby, you're alright" and her stupid rambling about the color pink.

But fuck. Shes a murderer. It cant have been her first rodeo, she carries a knife around her thigh and she knew exactly how to kill someone with no problems getting in the way. That was until me, of course. I figured I might as well trust her with my life now that I'm at it. She could've left me to die with that other dickwad but she did everything she could to keep me alive. To save me.

I practically force my eyes open when I hear the sound of loud music blast into my ears as we enter the mansion. I keep my firm grip on her waist and use all my energy to look over at her. She's worried. She looks more scared now than she did when she realized she stabbed me. She's scared she's going to get caught.

First it was one set of eyes. Then it turned into heaps of people staring at us. I felt some random people touch my arm, confused on what rhe hell is going on. I hear random people shouting her name, mumbling random questions like "What the hell is going on?" to their friends.

I start to let my head fall when I notice a taller girl rush over to us, picking my head back up in her hands. "Pecadora! Qué carajo estás haciendo?Quien es!?" (Sinner! What the fuck are you doing? Who is this!?) the spanish speaking girl shouts at Elena.

"Lexi, you know I can't speak spanish! Now help me get him into the car!" she shouts back. I feel my weight get lighter as the spanish girl takes my hand off of Elenas and pulls it over her shoulders, letting me shift myself between them.

With all the commotion, someone yells "Im calling the cops!" and I see Elenas face drop. "No stop! Its a prank we're doing on our friend outside! Fake injured! Hes fine, if the cops come they'll know that there's underage drinkers here and everyone will get in trouble!" she yells back and everyone's quiet for a second, staring at me.

I pick my head up and use everything left in me to stand straight on both of my feet to show everyone I'm fine. I pull the girls closer to me, still leaning on them and letting out a quiet groan at the sudden pain that just shot up my torso.

"Nice idea hot chick! Video it for me!" the same guy yells and not even a minute later, the music is blasting again and everyone's dancing like nothing just happened.

Elena let's out a sigh of relief and I slump between them again. "You okay?" Elena asks looking me up and down. I give her an obvious fake smile and we start limping out to the parked cars.

"Keys, keys, keys.." Lexi says tapping her jeans pockets for car keys. "Keys!" she suddenly says to the sound of her jingling keys.

They slowly put me in the back seat of a small Nissan car, Lexi getting in the driver seat. I'm laid down while I see Elenas head appear above mine, upside down. She's grabbing something from the car door and then I see paper towels pop up over my head and placed onto my chest.

"Got it" she whispers to herself and she shuts the car door. "Damn that girl. Always so demonic I swear she'll get better my lord just give her a chance" I hear Lexi mutter to herself in the front seat. I suddenly hear the trunk close and the back door on the opposite side of me opens.

I peek my head up a little and see Elena getting in, gently picking my feet up and placing them in her lap. "You sitting in the back?" I hear Lexi ask as she turns around to look at Elena and I. "Yup. I'm not letting this one die tonight" Elena says, taking the paper towels from my bare chest and wiping her hands with it. I hear her wince when her the paper towel isn't doing much. She looks over at me and makes a weird face while showing me her red covered hands and the paper towel. The curly headed brunette starts driving into the night and Elena is still trying to get the blood off her hands.