2) Your Love Is My Drug
Elsewhere Elijah tapped anxiously at his desk. He found it terribly hard to just sit here. Marcel has organised a search but somehow he knew they would fail. It wasn't going to be that easy. He almost felt sick at the thought of his siblings being tortured. His heart clenched in agony. It was his job to protect them. The thought of Celeste began burning into his mind. How could she do this to him? He felt stupid and ashamed for loving her so dearly. For god sake, he had defended her on countless time, loving her even after her death. His face wrinkled in disgust.
He sat up clenching his teeth and gulped down his anger. He then smoothed his brow and tried to remain calm though his palms twitched. His stiff hand reached for a glass of liquor and he sipped it. It did no good. Nothing would calm him, except...
...Hayley. Her name swum into his head, her pretty face warming him immediately. She was his medication, she was keeping him going. His eyes closed at the thought of her. He had been choosing Celeste over her. How could he do such a stupid thing? He thought about her pain filled face when they had discussed the topic of her forgiveness. He had hurt her brutally and he only realised properly now.
Where was she? He thought, craving her presence. He needed her now. Elijah stood up from his chair and brushed his suit leaving to find her.