𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧- 𝐄.𝐌

32. Family ties & Family binds

Elijah kept staring at Maeve as she devoured the pasta served on her plate hungrily. He thought back to the moment from two hours ago, in the car, his heart pounding rapidly against his chest, fear gushing through him seeing Maeve suddenly slump back and drop unconscious.

Now, inside his well furnished apartment in Georgia both sat facing one another at the table, eating the Italian food he ordered for them.

Maeve looked up through her brows at Elijah who hadn't touched his food yet. "Elijah? You ordered and paid for that food. Eat." Elijah didn't respond. He picked up his fork and began eating.

"I'm sorry I scared you." she apologized quickly feeling guilty for his state of mind. "I didn't want to scare you...it's just that──I think the Vlatka woman tried connecting to me again."

Elijah dropped the fork making it clatter as it hit the plate. "Do you apologize for everything?"

"Not everything...just when I am the reason for distress." Maeve slowly bent on the back. She tried to minimise herself feeling his burning gaze on her.

Elijah pursued his lips carefully choosing his next words. "You need to stop scaring me like that."

"Yeah...I rather enjoy going into trances like that. It's a wonderful feeling." she said sarcastically forcing a smile on her face.

"I didn't mean it like that...we need to find a solution to stop you from having these trances. So they don't keep overpowering you." said Elijah, his eyes and features softening.

"Elijah...Esther knows how to kill me." Maeve informed the original grimly. Her voice wavered lightly.

"She can try all she wants but she won't get to you."

Maeve smiled, tilting her head to a side blushing, "you promised me so."

"And I never go back on my word." he told her with a smile.

Maeve looked over her shoulder again at Elijah's massive apartment in Georgia. "This..." She gestured around her, "is posh, and just wow. How do you leave this place?" She asked him awestruck by the well furnished flat of Elijah's.

He held up the bottle of Bordeaux asking Maeve. She held up her glass. "It's not that much for me, Maeve. When you have a thousand years on this Earth, materialistic gains don't phase as much. You tend to prefer moving on." Elijah told her. He poured the wine into her glass and in his as well.

"Okay, what about people? You sure meet new people, same faces as well. Is it the same? Repulsion towards having acquaintances." Maeve asked. Elijah stared at Maeve. He knew she was challenging him. It was a psychological trick to make him speak out about all the secrets and opinions. He didn't mind though, it was easy for him to open up with Maeve.

"It happens but rarely ever you get to come across such personalities that make you wish to stay longer." Elijah said with a smile, making Maeve pursue her lips to hide the smile. Something she realised she had been doing a lot for almost a week now.

"Please tell me I am lucky to be one of those rareities, Elijah otherwise I will be too offended." Maeve said teasingly taking her glass of wine in hand and holding it up before she pressed it to her lips.

"You wouldn't be here if that wasn't the case." Elijah said grinning foolishly.

Silence fell over. It was peaceful. Maeve decided to break it with questions, "In a thousand years, you must have faced many hardships?"

"Mostly, they are from my father. We had to constantly be on the move so he wouldn't catch up."

"Why do you call him your father if he called his own blood atrocious?"