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-Elijah Harper-

*TW*

I was so fucking pissed when I found out they were dead.

I wanted to be the one to take their lives for every thing they had done to us.

None of us deserved what they did, especially not her. I remember the innocent look she had in her eyes when he came in and pointed at her.

She didn't understand what was going to happen, if I could've stopped it I would've.

I didn't want her to find out what he was going to do to her.

She didn't know what to do when he pointed at her, none of us told her to go follow him because we knew what was going to happen.

He got angry when she wasn't following him, he stormed up to her and dragged her to the room.

Not listening to her pleads and cries for him to let her arm go.

I wanted to say something, but I knew what would've happened if I did, and at seven years old you didn't know what to do.

The same thing happened to everyone at five we all were taken to that room, forced to lay on that bed.

Forced to let him do what he wanted, and when he was done he'd just leave us there like we were nothing.

Leaving our shaking bodies on that bed as we hugged ourselves crying wanting, needing comfort, we weren't allowed to cry either.

I watched as her shaking body was shoved back into the room and as she fell to the floor hugging herself.

I remember walking over to her and hugging her, giving her the comfort I wished I had.

I gave her my shirt so she had something covering her in this cold room were locked in.

I hugged her shaking body until she feel asleep.

And I knew right then and there that I wanted to kill them, I wanted to watch as the blood drained from them for everything they had done.

I didn't care about myself, I didn't care what they did to me, I cared about her.

I cared about the girl with those blue ocean eyes and her soft blond hair, she was the only girl I ever cared for and always will care for.

I promised her I would go back to her once it was safe enough, once I had somewhere to go.

And when I went to go back for her I couldn't bring myself to walk back in.

I knew if they found me I wouldn't get away with it. If we ran away not only would we be forced to do what he wanted.

But we would be locked in the dark room with the figures until we learned our lesson.

I hated whoever killed them.

I was determined to find Evelyn again.

And if I found her. I would chase her until she was in my arms again.

She was the only girl I loved and cared for and I needed her.

I sounded crazy but I wanted to protect her from harm.

She was mine.

And I was hers.

She might've not known it yet but I was hers the first time we talked I knew I wanted to be there for her.

I knew I wanted to protect her at all costs, I tried my best to not let them hurt her but it hardly ever worked.

It at least worked for her though, but i would just have to pay for it, I had to do whatever they wanted for as long as they wanted.

I was glad they left her alone for that week.

I wait for the penthouse elevator and notice a short blonde girl who gives me a soft smile next to me.

My eyes flicker to the cut on her shoulder making my eyes widened. No, it can't be her..

My eyes snap to the elevator door I let her walk in before going in after her.

It could be a coincidence, but everyone had that cut on their shoulder that went through what both her and I did.

Well..burn.

The burn on our shoulder showed that they basically "owned" us, at a certain age you would get the burn.

"Is something wrong?" Her voice asks, still soft like it used to be, I shake my head and she nods before pressing the button to her floor again.

Floor 44.

I try and focus on the door but I can't when she could be who I think she is.

Could she be her?

Could this be Evelyn?

And she lives in the same penthouse as I do. If this is her I can't let her go now.

I watch as the elevator reaches her floor number and I watch as she steps out.

I pressed my floor number and knew what I had to do.

I had to Chase Evelyn.

I walk into my room and go straight to my room to shower.

My eyes flicker to the burn on my shoulder, I wanted nothing to do with them anymore.

All I wanted was revenge and I couldn't even get that. I couldn't kill the people who've ruined others.

If I couldn't kill them I would just have to protect Evelyn from anyone and anything.

And that's exactly what I'll do.

I think Elijah is a little bit delusional- but that's okay because I'm delusional to😋

Bros gonna enter his stalker era now💀

What do you thinks gonna happen when he finds out who killed Devon and Marcus🫢

Because Alastair is the one who killed them, and Evelyn is technically their kid🫢

I guess you'll have to find outt

I love you, stay safe and please vote🫶🏼🫶🏼

-Alana💕

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