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The sound of Elektra’s sneeze filled her small, not completely messy room. Henry chuckled at her, handing her the tissue box.
“Well, will you look at this? The Protector, the one who kills zombies, werewolves and monsters, has actually caught a cold.” He teased.
Ela rolled her eyes but not before glaring at him.
“Jerk.” She muttered. Henry laughed in response, which got her more annoyed than ever.
After the amazing night she had with Blake last night, she seemed to catch a cold. Blake did offer her to change her clothes, borrowing his before she went home, but like the idiot she was, she turn down the offer. She knew if Blake lent her his clothes, she would go mad. His scent would drive her to insanity and she couldn’t handle it. She had so much of him that night and she didn’t want to let herself into it more. She knew she should stop right at that moment but somehow, deep in her heart she knew she couldn’t.
She didn’t go to school today due to her cold and surprisingly, her stepmother let her off from work, but of course she wouldn’t get paid for today. However, it was still surprising that she had actually let her have a day off.
“Screw you, you old vamp.” She barked, wiping her nose furiously.
Henry patted her head and smiled. “I may be old but ladies want me.” He grinned.
Ela shook her head at him and threw him a look to stop it. Henry threw his hands up in surrender as he took a seat on her bed, next to her.
“How are you feeling?” He asked.
“Like crap.”
“I’m sorry for asking then.” He chuckled. “Seriously, are you alright, though?” He questioned, his face covered with concern.
Ela smiled at him, loving his concern. “I am fine, Henry. Don’t worry too much.”
He smiled, tucking a loose strand of her dark brown hair in her ear. She took his hand and held it tightly. “Can you help me?”
“Anything, little one.”
“Keep an eye on Darcy. I can’t play with her today. I don’t want her to get sick as well. Make sure those witches don’t come near her.” She said.
Henry nodded, standing up from the bed. “I will. Now, get some rest.” He placed a tender kiss on her head.
He headed to the door and before he exited, he turned to her. “And no hunting tonight, Ela.”
“No, I will go hunting tonight.”
“Don’t argue with me, young lady. You’re sick. You’re not up to hunting tonight.” He scolded.
Elektra groaned as she replied, “But Henry...”
Henry held up is hand to stop her from talking which she did. He gave her a stern look, which told her that they were no way she was going to hunt tonight.
“No buts, Ela. I mean it. You will not go hunting tonight. I will go there and dispose the zombies and you are to stay in bed, do you understand?” He spoke.
After a few seconds of glaring at each other, she let out a sigh of defeat. “Fine.” She grunted.
A satisfied smile appeared on his face as he turned the doorknob. “Good girl. Now, I’ll be going ‘because you have a visitor on your way.” He said as he exited the room leaving Elektra curious and questions unanswered.
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