Murdered for love

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Natalia

"Come back here, doll!", Elijah shouts taking off after me as I run out of the kitchen.

"You won't ever get me!" I scream and run up the stairs. But I know that he can get me if he wants to. I'm a fast runner, but not nearly as fast as Elijah. He could catch me in a split second if he wanted to. He's just like chasing me, he like the chase, he says that it’s thrilling. I think it's thrilling as well, running from him, having him chase me around, and being caught. It tingles in my body just thinking about it. It's making me feel so alive and it's making me feel like I'm in a movie sometimes.

"Oh yes, I will!" Elijah shouts, running after me. I laugh so loud I can just barely hear Elijah steps on the stairs. Just as I'm about to grab the handle to my room my feet leave the floor and he catches me. Damn. I scream in exciting joy as Elijah lifts me from the floor. I throw around with my legs and arms, trying to get out of Elijah’s grip, but he's too strong for me, I don't have a chance. Why did I have to find a guy with strong arms and muscles? Why couldn't I have found a guy with like noodle arms or something? That would've been easier to get out of. He walks into my room and throws me down onto my queen size bed. I think I have the softest bed ever made, I feel how I sink deep down in the bed when my back makes contact with my fluffy cover.

He hovers over me and starts to tickle every inch of my body. I roar out with laughter. That's pretty much the only weakness I have. I'm so ticklish it’s insane, I mean I'm so ticklish that I can't even explain in words how ticklish I am. Right now it's a curse.

“Now tell me!" Elijah says, continuing to tickle me.

“Never..." I gasp out of breath, laughing. He will never get the word he seeking, out of me. I will never tell him what he wants to hear. Never. I'm too strong for that. I continue to laugh, trying to get out of Elijah's grip. This is all so thrilling and tingling I almost can't handle it. It's too much for a girl like me to handle.

"As you wish", Elijah says and tickles me even more.

I almost can't handle into, I thought I could but I just can't. I don't get any air into my lungs because I'm laughing so hard. Okay maybe I'm not that strong. Maybe I'm weak. Maybe I'm too weak. Yeah, that's probably what I am right now. Damn me! Why do I have to be so ticklish? Why does that have to my weakness? It's torture to be ticklish. Elijah is not at all ticklish, it's so unfair it's crazy. How come some people are very ticklish, or like me, insanely ticklish, and some people are not at all ticklish? Life is not fair sometimes. A lot of times life is now fair, but right now life is not fair to me.

"Okay I give up", I scream laughing like a lunatic. Elijah tickles me even more, now he's just evil and he knows that. He enjoys being in charge right now since I'm always the one in charge. He says he likes that but he also likes being in charge. We are both like alphas, so maybe we should get along as we do, we should clash but somehow it just works for us, and I'm happy it does.

"I didn't quite hear you", he teases. He always teases me, right now I think I deserve it though, I wasn't very kind to him, to tell the truth. I'm not a sweet angle all the time like people think. I can be hard to handle.

“I'm sorry I smashed batter in your face!" I roar with laughter. I can't breathe, I think my breath stopped there for a second, and now I'm trying to catch my breath. Jesus.

Elijah stops tickling me, looking at me with a sly smile. Sometimes he really the devil's spawn.

“Thank you so very much", He says. "I am truly grateful for your care and concern".

I giggle a devilish, roll around, and bury my face into my soft and puffy pillow. Elijah was making pancakes and I got the genius idea to throw the batter in his face. Damn, he looked hilarious. He waited for about ten minutes after I let my protective guard down before attacking. He put a piece of butter into my bra. I took it away and threw it into the wall, before running away screaming, he knew I wanted him to chase me. He knows that I like to be chased by him. People who don't know us would most definitely get the wrong idea.

We're not this boring couple. We're fun. We always have so much fun together. We always mess with each other, teasing the hell out of one another, annoying one another, but we love each other so much so of course there’s tenderness between us and lovey-dovey moments as well. But I love fun because I'm so childish. Elijah is also childish, maybe that's why we fit so well together. We think alike, and we like the same things. It's always been like that, even when we weren't a couple, from the time we were best friends.

I love my life. I love my family and I love my friends. And of course, I love my boy, Elijah. He makes me happier than I ever thought I could be. I thought I was perfectly happy before I realized my feelings for him and when he told me that he loved me too, I literally thought I'd explode with joy and happiness. Like my body couldn't take that much happiness at once. I can't believe how my life can be so good.

There are people in the world that has nothing at all. That's why Elijah and I are sponsor parents for a child in Ecuador. I want to do at least some difference. Logan laughed when I told him. Not the sponsor thing, he thinks that's a good thing. He laughed about the fact that Elijah and I together are sponsor parents. He calls the little girl 'little Jolton daughter', as in mine and Elijah’s daughter, and put together our last names. I didn't know what to do when he first called us Jolton, so I just burst out laughing. Logan can be crazy sometimes. Absolutely crazy. But caring and sweet as well. That's why he's such a great friend. He's like my brother, the big brother I never had. And between him and Elijah, I feel totally protected. As does Audrey. She sees Elijah as her brother. The four of us, we are like one big happy family.

Suddenly when I turn back my head and look into Elijah’s eyes, I stop giggling. Instead, I just look at him. His beautiful features. His strong jaw. His soft lips. His very long blond eyelashes. I've never seen a boy with as long eyelashes as Elijah. He's hot, but he's also beautiful, his facial features are beautiful in a way I can't even explain. His eyes are so full of love it's crazy. So beautiful. I caress his cheek with my hand. Suddenly he's teasing facial expression disappears.

"I do care", I say in a soft voice.

"I love you so much", Elijah says. I smile at him. "And love you so much", I say and put my hands on his neck, pulling him down towards me, connecting my lips with his. I pull him closer and closer, almost forcing him to drop his elbows and just lie over me. But just as he's about to give in, we hear that voice.

"Now now Jolton, come on, there are more of us here in this house".

Elijah pulls away immediately. And I groan with irritation.

"You better get away from my sight before I strangle you Call", I hiss, sitting up in the bed.

"And how people can call you the kindest girl in school is beyond my knowledge", Logan says. "I think you're plain mean and that hit me right in the heart Natalia, right in the heart".

"Ugh don't be such a drama queen, big bro", I say with enjoyment. If anyone can be a drama queen, it most definitely Logan can be a really big drama queen. It's funny. He should become a clown or an actor. But all his heart is in for is swimming. That's his passion in life and he hopes to make a career out of it. He has big dreams, he wants to swim in the Olympics. I have full faith in him because he is good at what he's doing in the water, it's like he becomes the water. It's really cool to see actually.

"I would prefer king since I am a king and all of that", he says.

"Oh sure your majesty", I say and throw a pillow onto his face.

“Ouch", he groans. "That's not a way to treat a king".

"Oh my, you're totally right", I say. "Whatever was I thinking?"

I stand up and bow. “Now that's much better", Logan says delightedly. I straighten and roll my eyes. "You're annoying", I say.

"No he's crazy", Elijah protests.

"And I love you two as well", Logan says. "It's good to know you both feel the same way". Oh, Logan. He's always making himself sound like a victim. Poor poor Logie.

"Aww, aren't you cute?" I ask making a baby voice. Elijah laughs and Logan scoffs. "I don't find myself cute, I find myself stunningly attractive", he says.

"Well that makes one of us", Elijah says. "Because I do not find you attractive".

"Are you trying to hurt my feelings?" Logan asks upset. Why does he always have to be so dramatic? The won't part is that he's often very serious when it comes to these things.

"Logie baby, if Elijah found you attractive I don't think he'd be together with Natalia", Audrey swoops in. I put my arms protectively around Elijah.

"Don't you dare take him away from me Logan", I warn him sternly. I stick my tongue out to him. I'm half-serious and half-joking. He wouldn't take Elijah, I know that of course, I'm just warning him from messing with me like he always does.

Logan smirks evilly and I just laugh, putting my forehead against Elijah’s shoulderblades. I hear Logan laugh and feel Elijah chuckle. I love when he chuckles, he's so cute.

I just love how we all can just joke around about anything. Only real friends can do that. I wouldn't want to trade my friends for anything. Not even all the money in the world, because my friends are worth so much more than all the money in the world. Maybe that's why I feel guilty for not telling Elijah and Logan about those notes I got yesterday in my locker. My heart telling me to tell them about it, but I just can't. It seems silly to worry them about something that might not even be anything more but a stupid prank. It feels unnecessary to worry them for nothing. I don't know how to act about this, to be honest. I feel like it's a prank but then there's this part of me that feels like it might not be a prank. I don't know what to believe, to be honest. Until I figure it out, I don’t want to worry them.

It’s gnawing on me though. The note, and not telling Elijah. I know I should, and I know I should take it more seriously, I just don't.