The Troubles Of Loving Elijah

Chapter 28

I stumbled as I ran, knowing I wasn't nearly as fast as a vampire or one of those hybrids. I had no sense of where I was going, I could barely see straight. I stumbled into a tree knocking myself down. I went to get up. A sharp pain struck my arm. It was most definitely broken. My adrenaline rush got me far but not far enough. As I lay on the cold ground surrounded by darkness my brain began to fill with thoughts.

"No. No. No," I cried. The name almost coming to my lips. "Eli..." Then I stopped. A bitter sweet taste hit my mouth before I sobbed. How could things have turned this violent? How could have things gone from being, skipping school to running for your life? Now sitting in the woods counting your woes, knowing for a fact that it wouldn't be too long till someone found you. If I just lay here, I can play make believe. Maybe I lay here and surrender. Almost everything has been forcefully taken from me, without mercy... I wasn't giving up now, I had already given up a long time ago... My arm was slightly slanted, its bone poking through the skin just enough for me to be sickened by it. I throw up stomach acid, the acid burns my throat and insides before releasing another liter or two of liquid. I start to sob again, only this time I heard a branch snap. I quickly stop crying as a dark shadow approaches me. It starts to run and I close my eyes accepting my fate. Then.... Nothing. Simply nothing happens. I open my eyes to see a boy my age. He squats and gets on my level.

"It's okay Rose. Everything is gonna be just fine," he says, his voice like silk to my ears. He pulls out his phone and dials 911. The light of his screen shows his face. It's Derek...? I had so many questions but at the moment I could only ask one.

"Why," I ask before passing out. It seemed like the perfect question. A question that required a long thought out answer, one that I could thoroughly analyze and respond to. Suddenly I felt safe again. Derek had always been my crush, but never gave me jitters, the best part about him. I could talk to him all day with out it being awkward or have to watch what I say around and him. I mean... We didn't talk that much, I tried to push him away as much as possible, but when we did talk... I don't know, something about him was warm.