Chapter Four – Sleeping With

a Human Radiator

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Ella's POV

I woke up that morning warm, my quilt was lying on the floor but I still felt heated, Embry radiated heat like a…well a radiator. He was still sleeping silently, if not for the movement of his chest I would have thought he was dead.

I carefully eased myself off of the bed and crept downstairs. I gathered a box of cereal; a loaf of bread several filling, a couple of chocolate croissants, a carton of orange juice and two cups throwing them into a carrier bag.

I crept upstairs with my bag of goodies and when I quietly tiptoed into my room Embry was sat up smiling.

"Breakfast in bed; not that's what I call a luxury" I grinned from ear to ear before closing the door; locking it and laying out my bag of goodies on my bed.

"Lay back down you, breakfast in bed wouldn't be breakfast in bed if you aren't in the bed" I tried to push him down but his tree like stature wouldn't budge. I tried to put on a bossy face but Embry just looked at me with his puppy eyes and I burst into silent giggles.

"Fine then young servant girl, I will have some orange juice and some sandwiches please, you know how big a appetite I have."

I smiled again, being with Embry was like being dosed with a big bag of Reese's chocolates, delicious and filling…with happiness.

I spread the first slice of gloriously fatty all white bread with Nutella, my favourite. I then cut off the crusts and spilt the sandwich into quarters and put it on a plate that I'd brought up.

"Since master couldn't possibly eat crusts, even white crusts I have cut them off for you sir" I tried to stay in character but Embry's face made me want to burst into laughter.

"Why thank you madam would you care for a quarter?"

"Indeed I would." We continued messing around and feeding each other food for half an hour until my clock read 7:30.

I could have stayed there all morning, all day Infact with Embry just…being with him he made me so happy, he made my worries vanish into thin air. But the spell was broken when I noticed his phone vibrating in his pocket.

He motioned that he had to take this so I sat patiently on the bed listening to his side of the conversation.

"What's wrong...Yes I'm at Ella's…no I hadn't noticed anyth…yes I will…I'm sorry I've been preoccupied…I know it's for her benef…yes I will be there in five minutes…bye."

He put the phone back in his pocket looking disturbingly worried, I reached out to pull him to me but he retracted his hand and looked angry.

"I've got to go, it's important, Sam needs me" he must have seen me looking anxious and upset because his eyes softened and he held me tight "I'll be back, I'll come round again tonight?"

I nodded desperately and he kissed me goodbye before jumping dramatically out of the window.

I watched him sprint towards the woods quicker than I'd ever seen anyone run before (not including athletes on the TV.)

My smile instantly drooped and I sniffed not allowing myself to cry over such a trivial thing, 'he'll be back tonight' I told myself repeatedly, but it didn't stop me worrying.

I continued making sandwiches until I'd used the whole loaf, he might be hungry later I told myself as I packed them into a container.

Throughout the rest of the day I pondered the house bored, distracting myself by watching television and talking to my parents who looked equally as lost, but not out of boredom.

They looked so sad and I despaired seeing them look like that, I decided to cook a meal that lunchtime, something to cheer them up.

I flicked through and old recipe book hurriedly to find something; in the middle of the book I saw a handwritten recipe for Tomato and Lentil soup.

The handwriting was neat, small firm letters all perfectly columned together, the name of the recipe underlined in red pen. It was my sister's writing, she was always good t cooking…and everything else she did.

I went in search of her old things and sat for over an hour undisturbed looking through her belongings. Numerous trophies for football, ballet, gymnastics, outstanding attainment in maths (my worst subject), outstanding effort in English (supposedly my best subject), a trophy in badminton, an award for community service and the list carried on.

I glared at them with jealously, every time I found another award another green monster would weight down my shoulders.

My parents always liked Katy best, she was the smarter one, the more athletic one, the better looking one, the none grumpy one, she was their favourite. She was the planned baby who walked at an early age and talked none stop by the time she was two. She was the baby who never wet her bed, or made a mess or cried all night.

I was an accident, they didn't plan me, they didn't want me. I cried most of the night as a baby, I couldn't talk properly until the age of three, I wet the bed many a times and refused to walk by myself most of the time.

She was the prised possession; I was just another thing they wanted to sell at a card boot sale. They would have sold me if they could.

I threw one of the trophies at the wall in anger, it didn't break or make a mess, it was perfect just like Katy.

I heard the doorbell and at first I ignored it, it rang again why wouldn't my parents get it! I stomped down the stairs and flung open the door ready to snarl at any Jehovah's witnesses or girls selling brownies.

I saw a note on the ground and I picked up suspiciously,

To Ella as you are the one I want to talk to, you are the one that will pick this up. If you want to know more about m…about how Katy died meet me in the east side of the woods in ten minutes. Don't be ate, I won't wait there forever…

I quick as a lighting bolt threw on some shoes and ran to the woods, this person might know, they might understand the note, what if Katy wasn't dead and the were going to tell me about it?

As I reached the designated location my heart started thumping, something wasn't quite right, the air felt dark and suffocating.

I twisted round on the spot and screamed, it was a blood curdling heart wrenching scream that must have left the trees around me with earache.

But no one could hear me because I was in the forest, no one could hear me scream, no one could help me…

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