TWO chapters for my new fan @Lilbratatude - she's quite cool!
These are two really big chapters! I thought I would hit you head on and leave you reeling for the next chapter cos after this you'll be dying to know more!
Enjoy!
Lauren =D
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• Chapter Twenty Six
It was my second day in America. We had been outside for hours handing out flyers when walking towards us was a hunched over man dressed in black his head and cap low. Jesse put an arm across my body as if to protect me. Instinctively, I shrunk back but the arm wasn't to protect me.
Jesse jogged over to the man, making me stay where I was. I hadn't even noticed the flyers in the man's hands. At first I thought it was one of Jesse's football mates by the height and size of him but then I heard the words.
"No, Eli, don't!"
My body reacted before my mind did. My feet stopped working.
He was jogging towards me.
No.
No.
I can't handle this. I can't handle him. Not yet...
I willed my feet to move. I turned starting to walk away. Jesse calling after Eli but I could hear Eli gaining fast.
Oh please no.
"Eden, please!" I heard him beg behind me. "Please I just want to..."
I couldn't help myself. This part of my heart seemed to scream at me to stop walking and to just see. I wanted to know what he looked like, how much had he grown, have him look at me like he did before. I just wanted to see.
"Please?" He whispered.
I had to. I had to see him. I had to see Eli.
I spun my feet around to face him.
"Eli." I nodded acknowledging him.
"Eden..." He moved a little towards me, hesitated then decided that he didn't care and moved towards me again.
But I didn't know if I was ready for such a small gap between us. I moved backwards a little, could I do it? He closed the gap too quickly for me to think about it. I felt the burning sensation that I only got when Eli touched me.
"I've missed you so much." He whispered in my ear, sending shivers through my body.
He looked at me from arms length and I got to see the new Eli.
His face, like Jesse's, was more handsome and had aged with more defined cheekbones but with a messy beard instead of the clean shaven teenager I used to remember. He was a lot taller, his hair shaggier, longer under his cap. His eyes weren't the bright cheeky grey diamonds that used to bore into mine. These eyes were dull, sad.
I slowly put a hand to his face cupping it to really look into his eyes.
"God, you look old." I said breathlessly.
"I've missed you so much." He whispered again.
I ducked my head away. He placed a finger under my chin to look back at him.
"Say it..." His breath on my face.
I couldn't. I didn't.
"Say it..."

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