"Did you have a good sleep?" Luke smiled as he sat on the couch whilst Elle walked down. Her eyes widened realising the fact that the Luke Brooks was in her house.
"Oh no no, you need to leave and you need to leave now." Elle gasped as she began cleaning up the mess in the frontroom , smashed vases and tables.
"Don't worry consider me gone babe." Luke smirked as he was suddenly stood before her. Her eyes trailing up seeing nothing, no Luke. Elle frantically looked around , seeing as the setting had changed. The dark mysterious room filled with nothing but candles.
"Elle!" James shouted as he all of a sudden grabbed her.
"You sly motherfucker!" He threw her down soon sitting to straddle her, her attempts to scream were silenced as he placed his hand over her mouth muffling everything. His hair was stuck to his head, sweat beads running down the side of his sideburns.
"James stop! Stop please James!"
"Shut up for fucks sake." James whisper shouted, one sweat bead splashing on the bridge of her nose, the perculiar red bead.
"Get off her!" Luke shouted as he came charging towards James. The knife braced to stab but instead, everything froze. Elle laid their, her eyes blinking in such surprise.
"Elle, Elle." The faint voices whispered. Everything began shaking, the voices growing louder.
Soon at the cliff, turning back seeing James running to her, the strength from him pushing her off. Her screams not heard as if she was no longer owning one as her legs flew about.
The rocks below as the harsh waves curled on them , this was her end.
Elle's eyes fluttered open as James hovered over her, she felt as if she had just dropped from a high height, of which she did in her dream.
"You were sweating and screaming my name." James whispered, his smirk soon appeared on his face as he soon took what he said into wrong context.
