He is a Psycho

chapter 16- Elliot's return

The term 'sociopath' can be often used and referred to as 'psychopath.' 

.BLAIRE.

"Can we just fly first class every time?" Wendy groaned as she swung her bag over her shoulder.

"I cannot believe we are actually here!" I squealed. Out of that hell hole finally. Out of my own torture. The two personal guards even looked excited. We all made our way out to the terminal and there we waited for our chauffeur.

Arriving at the TimHotel we all got situated. Wendy and I shared a room and Shane and the guards shared another. I changed and went downstairs to the lobby, I sat on the couches and as the elevator dinged. I heard a familiar laugh, I turned and next to a blonde girl with only a man's shirt on was the devil himself.

No freaking way, not here. I rubbed my eyes and it was only a drunk Parisian. I sighed, my mind was fooling me. Just like he fooled everyone my mind was fooling me.

-_-

Wendy and I sat in a small cafe sipping coffee. The guards and Shane were paying for their coffee when shrieks erupted from nearby. I closed my eyes and ran to the people suffering. It sounded all too familiar. When I got outside it reeked of iron. 

Blood. 

People were running away and I was thrown to the ground. I hit the ground so hard my elbow started bleeding. I kept pushing, I had to help those people.

 I stood up and ran to the source of the screams. There were a man and a woman drenched in blood. I held my hand over my mouth, I felt like I was going to puke. Their blood was soaking the ground. I looked at them both and decided to carry the woman back first because she was more injured. 

"Are you Blaire?" She choked out. 

I kept pulling her on my back. How on earth did she know my name?

"Yes, now please do not spe-"

The woman erupted in laughter. "He is coming for you, he is coming to get you, he is coming. My beautiful Blaire, yours truly will have you,"

I stopped for a second. My body started violently shaking, this woman had to be mentally insane. But how did she know about Elliot? "How do you know about him?" I asked her as I kept running towards the sound of an ambulance.

"This is for you." She smirked. Her cold bloody hand put a letter in mine, and just as I was about to ask what it was the paramedics took her. I opened the letter.

'Blaire,

Bienvenue à Paris. 

That man and that woman... those were your new guardians. 

They will not make it. 

Slowly I will eliminate everyone you have come to know and love. 

I will get you because you are what I need for my life to be complete. 

I know you know that we are meant to be.

 You feel it in the deepest parts of you. You feel my eternal love for you.

À bientôt et Avec amour,

Your Psycho'

My hand shook as Wendy ran to me holding me, and Shane took the note. He reread over and over.

"I will kill that son of a-"

"Oh really?"