Amelia had everything- family, friends, a promising future- the sky was the limit. But just like that everything was taken from her. One moment she's planning her high school graduation party the next she's laying on a therapist's couch. It was as i...
Elijah had taken me home once the sun sank beneath the horizon. I resisted the biting urge to ask about the sudden phone call he received. As usual he came back to me in a less desirable mood than when he left.
To my surprise, he was the one to recommend that I return home as opposed to staying the night at his place. Especially since he had literally mentioned how he truly felt about me.
I could still picture him the way he reappeared in the bedroom after he finished his call. His knuckles were practically white from how tight he fisted his hands.
My whole body tensed when I caught a glimpse of how dark his eyes were. Like someone had turned out the lights behind his eyes. It would have been foolish to even attempt to ask who it was that made him like this.
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During the car ride we both remained awkwardly silent. Only when he pulled the car up to the house did he turn to speak to me.
"I'm sorry if it feels like I'm cutting our weekend short."
The corner of my mouth pulled up.
"Are you kidding? I'm the one that should be apologizing," I said with a shrug. "I was unconscious for half of it."
A low chuckle rumbled in his chest while a small smirk played with his lips.
"It's alright," he assured. "You're cute when you sleep. Sometimes you purr."
My eyes grew wide and my mouth fell open. Was he being serious? Sometimes I what? I purr?
"I do not," I denied.
His smile grew wider by the second. That same smile that I couldn't decipher.
"Oh, you do." He leaned in. "You purr like a kitten."
I could physically feel my face turning redder by the second. Elijah let out a deep laugh before turning to get out of the car. I quickly followed after him, still trying to keep a hold over my flash of embarrassment.
I quickly snatched my duffle bag from him. Just as I was about to head for the door I felt his grip on my elbow, pulling me back to him. The warmth of his chest against me was welcoming.
"I'll see you at work tomorrow." His words came out like a stern demand. One I have already become accustomed to.
I nodded. "Okay."
Elijah leaned down to kiss the top of my head. The moment he pulled away my eyes fell to the ground. Suddenly I was feeling embarrassed about an entirely different reason. One that I couldn't begin to even comprehend.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I'm sorry," I grimaced.
"For what?"
I took a step back from him, giving us space. His brows furrowed in distaste of my sudden actions.
"Earlier, I. . ." I folded my arms across my chest. "I tried picking you apart like you were some frog on a dissecting table. I was making assumptions, cornering you."
He reached for my shoulders, pulling me out of my dark place.
"It's okay." His eyes softened. "I know you're struggling with your memories."
"My god, everything just feels like one big cloud. It's like I'm constantly stuck in this haze between the past and the present. Sometimes I can't even tell what's real anymore," I cursed under my breath.
Elijah pulled me back against him. I allowed myself to take in his embrace.
"I'm real," he stated. A slight smile tugged at the corner of my mouth.
"I can feel that."
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"Amelia, don't push me away like that. Ever."
I wanted to let his words console me just a little longer, but a sudden thought raced across my mind. I found it alarming how quiet the voice in the back of my mind has been since I left Elijah's place. Something in my gut told me that the moment I was alone, she was going to let me have it.
The voice may have been silent but that didn't stop Mia from trying to gain the upper hand. Unknowingly my body pulled away from him, this time my feet began moving towards the front door. I quickly turned to speak over my shoulder.
"I'll see you tomorrow."
Without so much as another syllable, my body was shoved into the house like a rag doll. The whole first floor was pitch black. As I suspected everyone must have already been in bed. Well, everyone except one.
Down the front hall, leading to the kitchen, I saw a flicker of light. Was it a candle? Who the hell was burning a candle at this hour? I quietly headed to the kitchen after setting my bag next to the staircase. My heart was pounding in my chest. The closer I got the more frantic it became. Just as I reached the kitchen, my body paused in the doorway. Every hair on the back of my neck stood up straight. Fear had taken over my mind to where I was only able to register one word.
