Midlight (Third in the Apocalypse Saga)

Chapter 17 ~ Torment

Chapter 17 ~ Torment

* Macy's POV *

I don't think it could've been any worse. What I thought would have been an ambitious day turned into dangerous one. I had an unyielding grasp on my forearm and everything that went past me was blurry as if I was in a dream. I tried to struggle to free myself and I knew that Elijah was doing the same but we were no match.

I stopped resisting after a moment. I waited until we stopped because I knew they weren't going to run forever. It seemed to be a long time and it appeared that we were on a fickle path because we seemed to be going in and out forests. I knew that was all a ploy. It would make everything ten times harder for when the family tries to find us. But with family in mind, everything seemed to slow down and I was no longer attached to the word. The thought of family knocked the air out of me so when Narissa let us go, I crashed forward.

"Our guests," she sneered.

I never got to rub the part of my head that had hit the tree because I was whisked up. I tugged against the person but stopped. It was Elijah. We faced our captors, Elijah gave them a dangerous look and I just stared blankly. I noticed that there was another man and that he looked relatively similar to Narissa, just twice as dangerous.

What now?

Elijah seemed to know the answer to that because as soon as his head turned to me I read his mind. "I'm sorry," Elijah started. "But we have no intention to stay."

We sped off. We had an advantage; Elijah transformed them in humans so we couldn't be captured. And it helped that we didn't have a scent. I don't know where Elijah was taking us but it was taking an awfully long time and I was afraid that maybe our plans will be foiled.

We heard a bloodcurdling scream which halted us. We were in a place that looked like exactly where we had ran from. The winds were strong so when you looked up you could see the trees dancing and the leaves, they made a huge canopy above us so not even a glimmer of daylight escaped through.

I looked around, doubting that I had heard something screaming for their life. But I heard it against, it was louder and it was familiar. "Eli... is it only me who can...?"

Elijah shook his head. We heard the scream once more and then I realised who it was. "Mom?" I voiced. I took a step forward, Elijah tried to hold me back. It then came to view. Was it real? Was it fake?

"MOM!" I shrieked. I tried to run forward but Elijah didn't let me. Mom was in front of us lying, dying. Sweat covered her face, blood drenched her clothes, she fought so desperately for... us?

Before I could see the first baby leaving her womb, there was a jerk in her lower abdomen and it nearly killed her. It was Elijah's bite. I didn't understand what was going on, how could I see this? I wasn't there when it happened and neither is it happening now.

Elijah tugged on to me, we were about to go onto another run. We ran, we dodged the trees to find any means of daylight. But we stopped again, just before we were about to collide into Dad. He stood tall. His eyes were accusing and glared down at us. He spoke.

"You killed her," He spat. "Both of you. You killed your Mother."

I let go of Eli. I retreated back but hit a surface. I turned, expecting to see a tree but I saw Grandma instead. I stood motionless. "Grandma...?"

Her eyes were unforgiving. "You stole Amelia away from us. You killed her."

To overcome my fright, I lost my balance and fell down in a swoon. I looked back up and I saw that Grandpa had accompanied her. "If we can't have Amelia, we don't want you."