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I say silently to myself.
Being good for twenty-one years has gotten me nowhere.
They deserved it. If we hadn’t done it first, they would have done it to us.
Don’t confuse this with remorse. It’s not that. It is me coming to terms with what happened tonight. Embracing the new me, the true me.
With each cut of the knife, a euphoric feeling radiated through me. I fucking loved it. I finally felt fully satisfied. Elijah knew that this was what I needed. I don’t know how, but he’s known all along. Since that first night in the bar. Our connection, our need for one another. My energy feeds off his and vice versa. This is something unbreakable, and even the thought of someone trying terrifies me. No one can separate us.
Then my mom enters my thoughts. Fuck, I need her right now.
Trust him. He is loyal to you. He is strong for you. You are safe with him. He would never let anything happen to you. And you wouldn’t allow it toward him. Trust your gut and your heart. Never second-guess it. Not with him.
Elijah’s phone starts to ring, breaking me out of my thoughts. I look over at him. His black hair has fallen over his forehead, he is at peace sleeping. Beautiful.
The phone continues to ring as he comes to life, mumbling something under his breath. Rolling over, he feels for his phone on the bedside table until finally finding it.
Answering it, he puts it on speaker, he knows I am awake.
“What the fuck did you do?” My father shouts through the speaker.
E blows out an annoyed breath. “You woke me to ask me a stupid fucking question? You know exactly what I did.”
“You little shit. You ungrateful bastard. Do you know how much this is going to cost me to cover up?”
“I have a dad, thanks. And just threaten to pull one of their names from your magical fire. That should scare the police chief enough. I warned that prick what I would do. None of this should be a shock.” Elijah chuckles back.
“That is my number three you have fucked with. Don’t think you will get away with this. Major consequences are coming. Make sure you come to Chapel tomorrow night. And bring the girl you stole from me.” My father demands. Hatred is seething with each spoken word.
Elijah doesn’t respond, instead ending the call and placing his phone back on the table. He rolls over to face me when I ask him, “Why do you still call me little bat? I don’t want to be that anymore. I am not my father.”
He brings his hand to my cheek and caresses it. “But you are. You grew your wings, embraced the dark and joined me in the night. We take the blood, drink it and bathe in it. It feeds us, our souls. You are always my little bat.”
Chills flow over my body as he speaks.
“This was your first. I will give you tonight off. You better be out of your head by the morning. We have our own names to pull from the fire, little bat.” I nod in understanding. It’s spooky how in my head he is. But comforting. I don’t need to speak, he just knows.
Removing his hand, he pulls me closer to him. I wrap my leg around his and that’s how we both fall asleep.
Waking up, the sun is shining brightly into our room. Elijah is gone. Looking towards the bedroom door, it’s open. I panic. Where is he? He has never left me alone.
I get up wearing only one of his tees, which is oversized on me and pad out of the room to the living room, where I found him last time. But it’s empty; he isn’t on the black plush sectional, the television on the wall is off and the entire house is oddly quiet. As I walk towards the kitchen, which is off to the other side of the house from the front entrance, something through the large back windows catches my eye.
Large orange flames are coming from the yard. Surrounded by gray rocks to contain it. Walking up to the window, I look around the yard to try and find E. What is he doing?
A loud noise comes from behind me—the front door slamming, which makes me jump out of my skin. Turning around, my eyes wide and scared, Elijah is standing in the middle of the entrance with his bat in hand.
“I got our first name, little bat. Let’s go shopping.”
Chapter 15
Elijah
After taking Rain shopping, which shocked the shit out of her for whatever reason, I helped her get comfortable at home before leaving, alone, for Chapel. She is all set up watching some new documentary on The Night Stalker, she was so fucking excited. That guy was more fucked than I am, which is pretty impressive all in itself.
I let the fire from earlier burn itself out, it was nothing more than glowing embers by the time we got back and was used for nothing more than dramatics, just like that fucker does.
As I pull up to The Chapel, I see he has called everyone in as the field is full of parked cars. I park in front of the entrance and turn my car off. Before getting out I check my phone, pulling up the house's security system and I am satisfied seeing it is still armed.
