The Elementals #1 by Kiki XoXo (debian ebook reader txt) 📖

this time, I start the water. Get in a wash away all my sleepiness.  I hop out wrapping myself in the towel, time to get ready for the day!

 

Running back downstairs dressed in one of my new outfits, and ready for the day I come to find the royals are still here. Slowly slipping back in the room, I try and catch up on what I missed.

 

"- wondering  when he might be able to first see her. He is very - ah -  antsy about seeing her."  the queen says, glancing at me. How? I bet they mean Dr. Drake, he is here he came in last night!

 

"Oh, well, maybe we could give Lyra a couple days before she sees him. Let her get comfortable." Molly utters, sounding unsure.

 

"No." I vocalize, surprising everyone even myself. "I want to see him. I want my memories back." I slide off the wall. All eyes on me now, I clear my throat. If I change maybe it will change the way I feel a bout Sebastien, although yesterday he told me that we couldn't even be in the same room together because our feelings were to out of control. He said he likes me better this way, so hopefully it will be a turn off.

 

"Lyra, I thought you didn't want to do it." Garret questions. I take a deep breath.

 

"I had a long night full of..." Sneaking around in the enemies house, and talking "Thinking," I say pushing away Tatum's visit. "And  I should do it. It's not fair to all of you, like you said Molly. You want your daughter back." I say, and I realize that was a low blow. Even though I was trying to use it to my advantage, I still shouldn't have said it.  The room goes silent, I clear my throat again quietly. Excusing myself from the room, once I'm out of there sight I'm running. God I can't do anything right here! I need to talk to Sophie, I want to talk to Sophie. Rumaging thrugh all my things for my traveling stone, I hear nothing downstair. Not even the mumbled sound of people talking, I really might have just crossed the line! I need to start thinking before speaking!

 

"Lyra." Sebastien's voice is in my room. I jump up from looking under my dresser,  holding my hands to my chest. Damn he scared the shit out of me! "What's going on?" He asks, closing the door behind him. My body goes paralyzed, and I can't take my eyes off of him. I knew I wouldn't be able to rid myself of the attraction towards him, but I hoped it would've gone done when Molly and Garret told me he was off limits. Although things that are of limits seem even more valuable to teenagers. Damn them.

 

"Sebastien." Choke out, and push closed on the dresser drawers that is open half way. Never loosing eye contact with him though.  "Where is Chaston?" I ask quietly, as he observes me. He can tell something is wrong, knowing him he will ask and I don't know if I will be able to lie to him!

 

"Talking with our parents about Dr. Drake." He informs me, his eyes locking with mine. He starts walking further into my room, closer to me. I don't move, I've seen movies what will happen is I'll back up into a wall and he will pin me. Then we start kissing, and one thing leads to another.  I shudder at the glorious thought, the two of us kissing, just being close enough to feel his breath on my neck makes me skittish!  I nod, a couple seconds maybe minutes later.  "What were you looking for?' His curiosity gets to him, or maybe he knows what I was trying to find and just wants me to confirm? He is two feet away, maybe a little more. Still close enough to make my stomach flutter. 

 

"Traveling stone. I want to talk to Sophie." I admit in a whisper, I'm not going to try and lie to him. "Molly and Garret said I can when ever I want, so I thought I should now that way they can think and I can think." I add. He face changes emotions, at first he was blank then it went to something that looked like pissed-off-ness and then sadness.  He is sad? "You are upset." I take note to, and he chuckles not of laughter. More pissed-off!

 

"Yes, I am!" I he says, turning away from me. He begins pacing, from what I've learned pacing isn't a good thing. On most ocasions it's a bad thing. His hands rub his eyes  and forehead a couple times. Then he stops, and gazes at me. Oh shit.  "What changed?" He asks, in a demanding voice.  "Yesterday you hated the idea of him coming, now you want him here and want you memories back. Yestersay you sounded like that was one of the worst fears you had." He  reminds me again of yesterday.  I can hear a pleading in his voice, and something like a small child begging. I really threw him out of whack.  He moves closer to me, reaching towards me. I don't move, his hands grip my wrists a second then they slide up my arms. Stoping at my elbows, he is now close enough for me to feel his breath. I'm doomed.

 

"I-ahhhh."  I'm speechless. I'm looking straight at his chest, that is covered with another suit gray pants and jacket with black button-up shirt and a maroon colored tie. If I even glanced at his eyes my knees would buckle.  His hands move up an inch by inch slowly. I don't want them back . . . well not so I change, I want them back so I can remember how the two of us once where, how close I was with the others, and my childhood! Tears swell in my eyes, I can't cry not now!

 

"Don't cry!" He whispers, wraping his arms around my waist letting go of my arms. Drawing me to me him, he holds tight as if he will never let go. I don't want him to either. Slowly, but surely my arms are clutching him. Everything in my room freezes and it's just us no bed, no dresser, we're like floating through air.  My heart is hammering in my chest I'm sure he can feel it.

 

"Am I interupting something?" Oh no! Not now, please! Now of all times!  Sebastien, lets go, keeping on arm on my lower back showing possesion.  "Yes? Well, my bad." He smiles, evily. I glare at him, and his smiles grows. He knew Sebastien was here, something by the look tells me he came now on purpose.  "A message for the lady." vampire guy says, clearing his throat. I move away from Sebastien, I'm supposed to be a royal protector right? Well he is one of the bad guys so...

 

"Tatum would like his clothes back." He says, and my world spirals into darkness.  I'm speechless again, I just point toward the folded shorts and shirt resting on my bed with a sticky note on them.  Oh god Sebastien is probably going to report me or something, and he will never ever hold me like that again, let alone ever talk to me!  "Thank you,  Tatum said he will get you back your towel soon as possible." He adds fuel to fire un purpose, my arm reaches out gripping te pair of scissors from desk I fling them at him. He is gone before they even strike the wall behind him. Turning around imediately after I realize he is gone, I see the rage burning in his face.

 

"Sebastien let me explain." I say holding out a hand to him. He steps away. This isn't good.

 

"No,"  He spits out. "Some advice Lyra,  you should probably make sure your parents don't see you with your boyfriend." turning on his heels he is out of my room, without slamming the door. Tears again. No, I wont cry! Tatum is probably watching as I stand here alone now. 

 

"Tatum, why did you do that to me!" I cry looking around my room, without tears though. I walk over slowly picking up the scissors I threw, placing them back on the desk I slowly head downstairs. Waiting for a punishment.

Chapter 9- Appointment (Lyra's POV)

Good news is  Sebastien didn't rat me out, bad news Sebastien hasn't talked to me since then. Now three days later, I'm walking around through the palace waiting . . . dreading seeing Dr. Drake. That's what I am here for. Although I guess it's good that he isn't talking to me, it's what I wanted now there is no way anything can happen between us!  I haven't heard from Tatum since then either, only that vampire guy how make frequent stops. I told him that the next time he sabotages me like that I dump a jar of holy water on him myself. Which reminds me that I was trying to find the garden so I could fill up a jar. I'm suposed to be waiting in one of the many studies in here, but I got restless and bored.  I left, it's not like I'm in a rush to see Dr. Drake anyways. Finally finding a door that leads outside I make my way down. I'm by the beach, so I turn to my left and there is an entrance to the big garden that I will more then likely get lost in.  It doesn't take my long to find  a fountain, I filll up the jar Then try to go back the way I came. Taking a couple wrong turns on accident I'm lost. I stop a t another fountain, I'm so screwed. I'll be here for hours! 

 

I look at the sculpted stone, this one isn't angel with water. It's horse with a knight on it on it pointing a sword at the sky. Water is coming out of the sword. This one is better then the puking angels, but water coming out of a sword doesn't make much sense to me. I wonder who the landscaper was.

 

"Is that a jar?" the vampire guy asks, appearing. I groan rubbing my eyes and forehead, second time today once this morning and second now.  Gripping the jar at my side, he holds his hands in defense.  "I'll stay back." He laughs, but there is an edge there.

 

"Okay, you seen I'm okay. You can go now." I growl. He is such a pest, I'm starting to get the feeling that he is just stopping and bugging me on purpose. I doubt Tatum would send him to find me three or four times a day, being the prince of evil that he is, I'm sure he has bigger and better things to worry about then just little old me.  Dipping the tip of my fingers into the fountain, I lay down on the stone staring at the sky. He didn't leave, he is still standing there. Mumbling swear words I turn my neck so I'm looking at him. I still don't even know his name, you would think that would've came up in one of conversations. 

 

"Seriously, I'm laying here doing nothing you can go now.