Derrick

Twenty-One.

This chapter has 2036 words in it, which is longer than any chapter I've ever written :D I made it extra extra long as a thank-you for getting me to over 800 followers and over 4,000 reads. I can't believe how amazing the experience has been, and I seriously love each and every single person who takes times out of their days to look at and/or vote on my book :') Thank you SO MUCH!

This chapter may contain numerous spelling errors; I tried to re-read and correct, but with the chapter being longer than usual, I could've very easily missed a few things.

ISAAC IS BACK!

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I woke up feeling awful. My entire body ached. Moving was unbearable. I pressed the button beside my bed, the one to press if you need any help, and the door opened almost immediately.

To my surprise, Sebastian stepped into my room. He shut the door quietly and came to stand in front of me. He was in a black, well-fitting shirt, and his hair was brushed back. A few strands fell around his face in soft, jet-black wisps. His arms were crossed, and he looked down at me with an unreadable expression.

"What?" I asked, my worry spiking. I tried to sit up, but a wave of pain washed over my body and I fell back down. I settled for laying on my side and looking up at him. My neck throbbed as I shifted my head into a hand. Even my fingers ached.

Sebastian's voice was grim as he spoke.

"I can smell it."

My heart plummeted. I knew exactly what he meant. How could I be changing this fast? Sebastian said Roy got the majority of it out!

Did I have time for my plan? Or would Roy kill me as soon as he realized what was happening?

As I opened my mouth to speak, the door opened again and Roy peeked inside. He spotted Sebastian, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He met my gaze. For one tense moment, we stared at each other. His eyes darkened, and I saw his nostrils flare.

"Can we talk?"

Sebastian visibly tensed. I gritted my teeth and sat up, fighting the grimace that wanted to make its way onto my face. Roy looked at me expectantly, and I looked back, confused.

"Follow me, please." He said with a stiff smile. He turned and left. I scrambled out of bed to follow him, every bit of my body protesting.

"Elizabeth." Sebastian called. I paused to look at him. His eyes were livid.

Just as he was about to say something, Roy asked me to hurry. I stumbled after him.

Sebastian caught my shoulder, and I whimpered as it sent another tsunami of pain through me. Roy whirled around.

"She's coming with me." Roy snapped. He and Sebastian grimaced at each other. This went on for several minutes, and Sebastian glanced at me. He looked like he was thinking hard about something. His eyes flashed with something, and he nodded once and immediately shot back down the hall.

The hallway was eerily silent as we walked, and Roy took an unexpected turn down a hallway I wasn't familiar with. I eyed the pictures on the walls suspiciously. The eyes of each pictured individual seemed like they were following me.

"Where are we going?" I asked. Roy didn't respond, and fear settled heavily in my stomach.

We stopped at a small wooden door. Roy opened it for me, and I hesitated. My brain was thinking back to Sebastian's angry expression, to the way he stopped us.