Run.

The Lake

"You can run from the grave, but you can't hide."- Jeaniene Frost.

Days passed. Hell, it could have been months, when you get to my age, time becomes less important. Days pass like years and you're stuck in this continuous cycle that can only be day and night. So it could have been months, it could have been years, I wouldn't be very aware. I try my best not to pay attention to time, I don't like the idea of getting old. I'm as old some structures in the world, but to admit to that openly was insulting. I didn't look a day over twenty because that's when I stopped ageing, that's when my parents realised the devastating consequence of their uncontrolled actions.

My parents were a story for another day. They were a distant memory but a close one at the same time. I tried not to think about them, but it's times like this, times when I see hazel eyes that should have evaporated from my brain, that I remind myself about them and why those hazel eyes will have to slowly fade.

Oscar greeted me at the door as I made my way outside, kind as always the old man held the door for me until I hit the first step towards the valet . He closed the door and dipped his hat in a gentlemanly fashion. The valet had my car ready, offering my keys and admiring the car for a second before I drove away.

It was a car to admire, a Porsche. It was a stunning red in colour. I had a distinctive like for the better things in life, I had money to spend and spent it for all my wants, though yearly I would provide an anonymous donation to a different charity. I gave plentifully and asked for nothing, in my books that was what giving was, though acknowledging it made me feel conceited.

I was about to pull away from the hotel driveway when a body jumped in front of the car, my foot automatically slamming on my brakes before the passenger door opened up and Emilia slipped in. It was Darcy that stopped the car and he looked hesitant to leave Emilia alone with me, but he walked away and Emilia gestured for me to drive.

I sat frozen in the car, her eyes burning into my head and causing an unparalleled anger to filter through my body.

She didn't say a word and I would be damned before I started the interaction, I just drove with a stern look on my face towards nowhere in particular, in the hopes that she would tell me to stop the car, get out and be on her way. In hopes that she was just hitching a ride. But that was hopeful thinking. I knew she tracked me down, it wasn't a coincidence that she just happened to end up out front of my hotel, she was looking for me.

"Nice car." She commented, her hands playing with the buttons and knobs in the car.

I swatted them away impatiently and looked back out the windscreen.

"Look, you're pissed off, I get it." She ran a hand through her hair, distracting me for a moment before I mentally shook it off. "I appear out of nowhere, get in your car and don't even give you a chance to reject giving me a ride."

"A ride to where?" I clenched my jaw, the words came out muffled.

"What?"

"You said I was giving you a ride, where am I driving you?" My hands tightened around the steering wheel but I kept control, I couldn't have the steering wheel snapping under my hold.

"Oh, I don't know, where are you going?"

"I have business ."

"What kind of business?"

"None of your business, fledgling." I could hear her heartbeats, they were even. She wasn't scared of me.

"All right." She shrugged. "This is quite far away for a business trip, are you meeting with a pack? I have an alliance with a pack near here."