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

laughs, and I toss my towel back on the bench. He is going to try and get me to stay. I doubt he tactics will work. I was right, he tells me everything I'll miss out on, and how upset everyone will be. I just brush it all off, the only things that hits me even a little is that part about Molly and Garret losing their child again but for real this time.  "There is no changing your mind." He sighs, as we walk back to the mat.  I nod, in agreement. We begin sparing again, just more intensly now. I pissed him off. Which is pissing me off more, it's not like it completely matters! They did just fine without me before! He comes in close, on offense but he is slow. I get him right in the liver with a shovel hook. He backs off, I'm not going to deal with his attitude.

 

He is intently still coming at me, but I hold my ground. Sending him back farther and farther the harder he pushes me. He himself is getting worked up as well. Apparently life was hell while I gone for more then just a couple people, but obviously everyone made it through. Also they will at least know I'm alive, and they wont have to think I'm dead!  Caught off guard a second comes at me with a long fist, and I jump up doing a back hand spring. Which caught him and me off guard. I guess that year of gymnastics in the human world did come in handy! Then I get an idea. Taking a running start, I use my other air flip technique, doing a plain front flip. I get momentum, for a better jump up in the air.  While in the air, I pull back my right arm tighted into a fist. Then Ony my way back down, I smack him right in the chest. Landing on my feet he goes flying a couple feet, landing on his back. Letting my fist out, I look at what I just did. Shit.

 

"Holy shit!" A girl whispers, and I whip my head to the side. Eight people are standing there and staring. Flora, Asia, Janessa, Sierra, Chaston, Chase, Frederick, and Sebastien. How long have they been there? Ignoring them, I go over and help Theodore up.

 

"That was awesomely scary!" He woops, hugging me. Caught in the moment we both laugh, and cheer for a second. Then he notices the others, and I get set down.  "You're early." He says.

 

"Yeah, they wanted to come and watch . . . so we thought coming early might help. I didn't realize that you had ahh. . . . other things planned." Janessa speaks.

 

"I told you guys, I'm busy from eight to seven." hi sighs, as  we make our way towards them. My stuff is right behind them on the bench.

 

"You're hear from eight to seven?" Flora asks, and I nod. "Well, then we can just come and join you guys in training." She says. "Just probably not that long." She adds. "Why are you hear so long?"  She asks.

 

"It's the only place my parents let me go is here." I sigh unwrapping my wrists.

 

"What?" Chaston asks.

 

"Yeah, I don't know." I sigh, grabbing my bag with all my stuff in it. "But my time is up, and I have some packing to do." I say. They all look at me confused. Damn I said to much again.

 

"She is leaving." Theodore speaks, and I turn and face him with a glare. He better not say anything else. "No one else knows?" He ask, and when I don't answer he takes that as a yes. "Who all knows?" He asks.

 

"My parent's and the king and queen." I groan, great. "Now my two weeks is up I'm leaving." I finish heading towards the door. Almost in tears, if they wouldn't have came this wouldn't have been so hard!

 

"Lyra, you can't just go!" Flora says, "Where will you go?" Flora says, grabbing my wrist. I turn pulling my hand from hers.

 

"You wont go to him will you?" Sebastien speaks up, and my heart thumps. Sebastien is actually speaking to me! I look at him,  and he is lost and confused.  Same here bud!  I take in a second what he says, feeling like shit even more. Go to Tatum? I haven't seen or heard from hi since that day he dropped off my towel, I haven't even seen the vampire guy.

 

"Who? Who's him?" Chaston asks, the question that was boiling in the room.  I rub my forehead, but Sebastien never says anything.

 

"No." I say, that never even crossed my mined. Although if Tatum finds out I left Spridge I bet he will start visiting me more frequently. I wonder why he hasn't stopped  by in a while,  although I'm not complaining.  "You didn't hear me out about that, nothing was going on." I sigh, then wave.

 

"Lyra." Sebastien says, and I stop. I want to hear him for as long as I can. "Please, think about this." He asks.  Longing in his voice, obvious. . . just like Chaston said a while back when I had the attack.

 

"I will." I reply, heading for the door. But it opens before I as I get there. "Dr. Drake!" I whisper, as he appears looking at the ground. Wearing his black pants and white button up shirt and holding his white doctors coat in his arms. Overwelmed, with feeling I feel tears.  I thought that he maybe went back to where ever, but here is he!

 

"Oh, Lyra!" He says surprised to see me, I want to run into his arms, and just cry. But I fight against  both. "How are you?" He asks. As if we had just seen each other yestday, and he neew everything about me.

 

"I've been great!" I say, smiling. I've been shit, locked up in the house with only my parents and traing eleven hours everyday.  But hey I'm leaving tonight, and I will nevet see you again. That's what I want to say.

 

"That's great!" He replies, "I seen your parents out there,  they must be waiting." is all he replies. Walking around him, I leave the building once the door behind me closes. I run, crying now. Why did I think he would hug me? Tell me everything would be okay? I'm such an idiot. I probably imagined everything between us! Getting in the wagon, I ignore there looks, as they don't question me. Arriving at the house, I head up to my room grabbing a my back pack that Molly ought for me the other day. What do I all need? Clothes, I'll need clothes. Grabbing a couple of my favorite outfits, I stuff them in the bag. Then I grab the deoderant, and a perfum. Socks and underware. There is once thing I need, and I have no clue where to get it. My traveling stone.  Sitting down on my bed, I take a coouple deep breaths. I must be really messed up to think a one hundred year and some years old hot sexy vampire doctor was some how into me.

 

"Sebastien, I think she is having a bad night. You should just let her be." I can Molly whisper on the other side of the door.

 

"I have some important news to tell her." He says, and the door opens. Then Sebastien is standing in my room. I stare at him, and he stares back. No words are spoken, his eyes go to the back next to me, and back to me. He walks more into the room, now standing in front of me  . . . I'm still sitting on the bed. I look at the floor, what could he be here for? To say goodbye? Taking small slow steps, he moves the bag to the floor and sits next to me.  "Explain." He whispers.  I take a couple more deep breaths.

 

"I was at Tatum's the night before, but not by free will. He used to have his workers check on me, three times a day, and that night I was forced to go see him. Right after I got out of the shower. . . " I explain what all happened. He is quiet through out the whole time, but listening intently. ". . . and then you stormed out." I finish, rubbing the back of my neck. He is quiet, I am quiet. I let everything sink in, and I look at the floor again. I hope he semi understands, and isn't horribly mad at me.  I would hate to leave with him still hating me.

 

"I should've let you explain." He sighs, falling back against my bed. "I was such a jerk, I felt like shit for days. . . I couldn't even face you about it." He says looking at me. We talk about it a little more, and get it all worked out. Feeling good again!  "Ahhh... it feels nice getting all that taken care of."  he says sitting up with a smile, and he accidently kicks the back at his feet. Then his smile fades, and so does mine.  "So, you're going to leave." He points out the obvious.

 

"Sebastien, I don't know if I'm cut out to be here anymore. . . My parent's have shut me out from everything and I don't know why. I can't live a life shut out from everything."  I sigh. He is quiet again. " I don't want to never see you and the others again, I just don't know if I want to live here for the rest of my life." I say, hoping that explains a little better.  He moves in closer to me, grabbing my hands in his. "What?" I ask, confused. Is he like gonna start crying on my shoulder or something? The image of him crying  frightens me somewhat. He is so strong and brave, it would't look right to see him cry.

 

"If you're leaving tonight, there is one thing I have to do before you go. He whispers, getting closer and closer. What must he do? I'm lost.

 

"What?" I ask again, and a small smile plays on his lips. His lips. . .  is he going to kiss me? Funny Lyra. Wait, is he! "Sebastien, I don't think you should." I say, moving back an inch.

 

"Lyra, come here." He whispers, letting go of one of my hands. Placing it on the back of my neck, and moving in. Our lips touch. I can't believe what is happening, Sebastien the hot adorable prince is kissing me! Heat rushes to my cheeks, and my free hand caresses his cheek. Passion is buzzing off of both of us, his grip hand on the back of my neck slips away, and to the hand that's on his check. Then he pulls away!

 

"A goodbye kiss." I say,  wishing that wasn't what that was. Dropping my hand from his cheek, but he still holds it.

 

"Well, that's one way to look at it." He says, I look up at his eyes. "Or it's me begging you to stay." He adds looking  at our hands still joined together. Him begging me to stay. He wants me here, just like the others I'm sure do. Molly and Garret, want there daughter here. Sebastien and Chaston and the others don't want to lose there friend.  I was going to leave, and make them all go back to living with out having me here.  But shouldn't I do what makes me happy? Kissing Sebastien did make me happy! Really happy!  Ugh, now I don't understand. Everything is all jumbled in my head.

 

"I'm so confused." I whisper, and he chuckles.

 

"Let me unconfuse you then." He say, kissing me again. Stronger this time, and a little more forceful. My hands hold his face, and  his hold my wrists. He is really good at unconfusing me. I pull back this time, placing my forehead to his. "So..?" He asks, and I can feel how hard