8- Past
1087 Words
One Week Later
After seeing Elijah that day everything inside me had been left rattled. I felt like someone had brought me back from the brink of death. But after that day it had been a week since he had appeared in front of me. The bad dreams of Solomon and Bella, Solomon constantly torturing Bella in the name of pleasure kept roaming in front of my eyes. And there was nothing that I could do except wake up screaming in agony every time I closed my eyes to sleep.
I could not wait any more, I knew that. I needed to find Elijah and tell him everything. I needed to tell him why I had done that day. Why I had chosen my freedom in place of his life.
Would I look like a girl going completely out of her mind? Would I look like that I was making things up just to save my neck? Would I look like a mad person? I really did not know how to tell Elijah that, the day we had stood in front of the Otherworld Society, ready to receive our punishment, I had fainted and seen the worst thing anyone could have ever expected to see.
I had seen Bella, begging me to choose my freedom desperately, telling me that she is now dead and this was going to be the only way both of us will stay alive because she had seen the future. As unrealistic and foolish as it sounded, I knew that what I was seeing was not any ordinary dream. I could feel her inside me, I could feel the burn and I could hear her scream. This was not a dream, I was living reality, just the same as seeing Solomon torment Bella each day in my dream.
It had been hell for me too. Uttering those words aloud and not knowing if I was making a mistake or if I was subjecting the love of my life to a cruel death. My decision was a spur of a moment, a blind, stupid decision that I did not know was right or wrong.
And now I needed to fix everything. I needed to find Elijah.
But the only way to do that was to enter the Otherworld. I did not know how to do that. In fact, I did not think that any human did. Except for... one.
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"You are a sneaky b***h, aren't ya?" Neil scoffed in astonishment, "How the hell did you manage to ditch those bastards?"
(Remember Neil? The boyfriend who sold Ally to the Incubus? ;) ).
I stood near the wreckage of a car, leaning against it with my hands folded over my chest. To say I was not comfortable with him standing just five steps away from me was an understatement. I was freaking out, disgusted and my feet were itching to make a dash out of there or smash Neil's face down on the pointy hood of a car.
I could not do either because my work was not finished yet.
"How did you find them? The incubus' and the auction?" I asked sternly with clenched teeth.
"Why?" Neil tilted his head to the side with a mock, disgustingly lusty look on his face, "They f****d you that good that you want to go back and become a w***e?"
"SHUT the f**k up!" I snapped immediately, "You have brain and mouth but that does not mean that you are allowed to use only one of them."
Taking heavy breaths I tried to tame down my anger and spoke almost immediately, "Just tell me where to find them and I will be on my way."
Neil's eyes were glittery, most of it was anger, the rest? Pure evilness.
"Why the hell would I do that?" Neil scoffed, stepping forward, decreasing the distance between us with his each step, "What are you going to give me if I tell you?"
With his last words he was standing smack in front of me, crowding my personal space and blocking my way.
"Come on baby." He whispered, " You know I can f**k you just as good as those sick bastards. "
"Just answer my question!" I gritted out the words. His scent had filled my nose. The place was empty, there was nothing but the wreckage of cars everywhere, dusk had already covered the sky. I did not even know why I had agreed to meet him here. I guess I was just desperate to find Elijah.
Instead of answering me, his hand shot up to grab my a*s and squeeze while his other arm circled around my waist, snatching my body smack close against his own.
"What the f**k!" I immediately shouted in disgust and tried to jerk him off me. But it was like he was already expecting my move, his arms never loosened, instead tightened.
"What happened?" Neil smirked, "Do not act like you do not want me or have not done this before love. You want to get f****d and I am here, so what is the issue?"
"ISSUE IS YOU! You stupid motherfucker!" I screamed in face, lifting my fist up and smashing the side of his cheek, "Do you know how much I hate you?! You got guts to come up to me with this bullshit of yours?"
I was seething, literally burning with hate as I stared at Neil caressing his cheek with with anger in his eyes for me, as he stumbled a step away from the impact of my punch.
"You f*****g sold me! You gave me away to some unknown monsters! You sold me, your f*****g girlfriend for some petty cash you bastard! You should be in jail right now. You should be rotting behind bars! You should be having the worse kinds of punishments the God has stored for people like you and here you are trying to stick your tiny f*****g d**k inside me?! Do you even have a thing called brain inside your head?"
"f**k off!" Neil grinned, "You enjoyed getting f****d you f*****g w***e. You liked it so much that you want to go back to f**k them all now. And now you are trying to act innocent in front of me?"
Before I could give him a perfect slap in his face, the look in his eyes changed as he straightened and smirked evilly,
"Oh.. Now I know what you want." Neil smiled, a dark look coming over him as he started stepping forward threteningly, "You want it but you do not want to show it, right? You skin is itching for my touch but you do not want me to know that."
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