Third Moon (Book 3 in The Awakening Trilogy)

17: Lies

One Week Later...

ELIZABETH

I pull my hair into a ponytail and step out of the car. I walk into the building and straight past everyone toward the interrogation room. I don't go in, but I stand in the box and watch through the glass.

"Do you remember what he looks like?" Derek asks. The girl nods, sniffling and wiping away a tear.

"He was about 6'2, he was really strong too, a-and his eyes were ice blue. He had dark brown if not black hair, a little stubble, h-his hair came down t-to his chin." She sniffles through an all too familiar description. I storm out of the box and into the interrogation. I flick out my claws and force them into the back of her neck. My eyes glow and my head draws back.

"Need a ride sweetheart?"

I rip my claws out and storm back to the box. I grab Spencer by his jacket and push him against the glass before slamming him against the table.

"Bullet between his eyes huh!?!?! You lied to me!" I yell in his face.

"I had to get you back Ellie." Spencer whispers. I growl before slamming him against the wall.

"You lied to me!!! You said he was dead!!! What the hell is wrong with you Spencer!?!?!?!" I draw back and punch the wall beside his head. "YOU LIED TO ME!!!!!!" Arms wrap around me and pull me off. Holding me against the other wall. Jake looks at me sadly before glancing at Spencer. "YOU LIED SPENCER!!!!!!"

"I'm sorry." Spencer hangs his head slightly. My eyes glow and I lunge forward. Jake wraps his arms around me and pushes me back against the wall.

"El, calm down." Jake whispers. I fight his hold and try to break loose. "Elizabeth!" I stop and glare at him.

"He never killed him. How the fuck do you expect me to calm down when that bastard is still alive?" I sneer. His eyes darken, but he doesn't do anything. He glances at Spencer then back to me.

"We're working on catching him. We have a plan, you can kill him if you do it humanely." Hotch states.

"I'm not sure if that's even remotely possible." I whisper pushing Jake off and walking out of the room.

I walk out to the car, Jacob not far behind. I climb in and he follows. I take a deep breath before starting the car and driving off. I turn the music on and the one song that could make anything worse comes on. I pull off the road and punch the cassette player. My hands starts bleeding and Jake looks at me.

"El, let me drive." He says taking his seatbelt off. I prop my head in my hand with my elbow resting on the door. "El? Honey, are you okay?" I bite my lip and force tears back. Jake reaches for my free hand and squeezes it. "What's wrong?" I let out a breath and the tears force their way out.

"Nothing, I'm fine." I lie through my teeth.

"You don't have to lie to me." He states. I take a deep breath and sniffle.

"These past few weeks, everything has been total hell. Honestly with everything happening, I'm not even sure of if I'm even awake or not anymore. I-I don't know anything right now." He uses his free hand the wipe away the tears. My hand heals and he lightly smiles. I purse my lips then gaze at the floor of the Camaro.