As the days passed by, Elijah spent his free time reading the diary. However, most of the pages of the next diary were blank, leaving him puzzled. He read one page, but when he turned to the next, he found that the author had not continued writing. This intrigued him. "Where are you going?" Elijah asked his parents, peeking his head out of his room as he saw them walking down the hallway. "We're going to your brothers' meeting," his mother replied. His other two teenage sons, Sam and Robert, were twins, and they had a meeting of notes to attend. "We'll come back later, and there's some food in the fridge..." "I know," Elijah interrupted her. "I know how to be alone, mother." "I left you alone once, and you said the fab four wanted to mow you down," Josh couldn't help but laugh. "I was ten!" Elijah exclaimed with a laugh. "It doesn't count." "Yes, it does," they said in unison, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "See you later, dear," said his mother as she headed downstai
When reality hit, it hit Elijah so hard it was like being slammed against a brick wall. He felt every part of his body go numb, and it wasn't just a metaphorical expression. He was more than just scared - his breathing was rapid, his heart pounding in his ears, and he wanted to scream, but his vocal cords seemed to be working against him. In front of him stood a woman whose face seemed to radiate the horrors of a thousand hells. Her hand was tightly wrapped around his neck, choking him, making it hard for him to breathe. He tried to plead, to ask for mercy, but everything seemed to be against him. Then he raised his right hand to show her the diary-book, and the woman's gaze shifted towards it, as if she hadn't seen it for centuries. "I'll call the police," Elijah said, his voice shaking. The woman turned to him, her expression warning him not to say such a thing. "Go ahead," she said with a cold smile. "Let's see who gets there first." Elijah felt a cold shiver run down his spine a
He descended from Elijah's room with the parents of the aforementioned. Upon receiving a call from Rebekah, Fox promptly contacted his good friend's parents, and they all returned home with their siblings. Josh contacted one of his doctor friends, who arrived within minutes and examined their son. The doctor informed them that their son had experienced an alteration, causing him to lose consciousness. Karla and the twins were all concerned, but the 18-year-olds tried to soothe their mother. Josh couldn't comprehend how his son had suffered such an episode in the short time they had been gone. "He'll be fine," Steban, the doctor and friend of everyone, reassured Josh. "His blood pressure has dropped, and he'll sleep for a few hours." "But..." Sam interjected. "What caused it?" "I don't know," Steban replied truthfully. "But whatever he saw, it wasn't good," he sighed, pulling on his black jacket. "I'll come back later," he told Josh as they exited the room. Meanwhile, Karla was so
His gaze travelled to the side of the bed. "What the heck happened to the nightstand?" she asked as she entered the room and carefully picked up what he had said. The lamp had broken, along with one of the science prizes on top of it. "It fell," he answered with a chuckle, and his mother gave him a dirty look. He walked over to her and helped her with the broken glass, carrying them to a small trash can in the corner by the window. He leaned out of the window while his mother arranged the garbage can. Looking down, he saw Melia, their gazes colliding, but she quickly turned on her heels and disappeared. "Why are you smiling so much?" his mother asked, placing the tray of food on the chest. Elijah looked at her. "I'm not smiling."He looked back to the street, and when he did, his brow furrowed as he noticed Melia was no longer there. But at what point...? He only stopped looking for a fleeting second. He closed the curtains and looked back at his mother."I was just admiring the vie
"At the age of twelve, she had won the affection of everyone around her. Not a single soul could bring themselves to hate her, let alone harbor any negative feelings towards her," Professor Collins recited to the class, pacing back and forth with his eyes glued to the book in front of him. He seldom looked up to see if his students were paying attention."Her mother, Karina, had instilled in her daughter the invaluable lesson of loving and appreciating others unconditionally. Every afternoon, Karina would take Melia on a walk around the palace, holding her hand as they explored. Melia was a curious child; anything and everything caught her attention. "'Mother, why does everyone love me?' she would ask Karina at random intervals. Karina would look down at her daughter, her own gaze meeting Melia's bright brown eyes, and reply with a smile: "Because every angel is loved." Melia would beam with joy and Karina would plant a gentle kiss on her daughter's head. Professor Collins pushed hi
Melia observed him with a mix of amazement and amusement, her smile reflecting his own happiness at discovering something he deemed unlikely. It seemed to her that in this day and age, people were easily amazed by the smallest things. She couldn't help but draw a comparison to the way she felt when she first laid eyes on Shakespeare himself, standing before her. "I hear you loud and clear," she heard him exclaim in disbelief, his voice barely above a whisper. She remained seated on the bleachers, watching him with curiosity as he paced back and forth, his fingers running through his unkempt, dirty white hair. Despite the strangeness of the situation, Melia found herself finding his astonishment rather amusing. "Vampire..." he murmured, his gaze shifting towards Melia. "Perfect!" he exclaimed, throwing his arms up in a rare moment of elation. "It explains everything. It explains why you're still here, alive. Why... Or maybe... How do you become a vampire?" he asked abruptly, his curio
"Only a week," he murmured to himself as they made their way to the bus stop to wait for Elijah's father. "Just one..." "You've been at it the whole way, Fox," Rebekah observed. "I know," Fox replied wearily. "But it's just...it's going to be a long week, and I'm afraid that asshole Park is going to do something to Elijah." When they arrived at the rectory, Rector Bob engaged Fox and Jackson in a conversation, but the two boys continued to exchange heated glares and engage in verbal sparring. Bob asked them to explain the reason for their fight, and Fox spoke first, recounting what had happened. Jackson immediately began contradicting and changing the story, which sparked a fierce argument between the two. Bob eventually tired of the argument and decided to arrest Fox for all the hits, while Jackson claimed he had been completely innocent. When Elijah and Rebekah arrived, the rector gave Elijah a disapproving look that made him feel as though everything that had transpired was his
With a growl, Melia tried to make something happen, but instead the opposite of what she wanted occurred. "Did you think it would please you, little Jahjah?" she asked, her mouth close to his ear as she took his chin and forced him to look at her. "Look at me," she demanded. Elijah's eyes were closed, his breathing agitated, and his face filled with fear. Melia growled again. "I will give you no pleasure," she replied. "No more, no less. I will do only what you desire so badly." She watched as Elijah finally opened his eyes and, though still afraid, he found the courage to look at her face. "I don't need you to do it," he mumbled, pulling Melia's hand away from his chin and releasing her grip roughly. "I can do it myself." "Really?" she laughed mockingly. "You're too weak to do something like that," she said as she approached Elijah, who was backing away. "Look around you, Elijah," she commanded, standing behind him. "You'll find no good in the afterlife." She whispered close to his