WARNING! Disturbing writing, episodes that are crazy, crawling blood and crying little girls. O.o
Chapter Ten: Crawling Blood (Eli's POV)
I threw my backpack in the corner of my bedroom, my anger boiling over. I run into the bathroom, and grip the sides of the sink, my grip becoming more tighter. I glanced at my knuckles, white on the bone. I look into my foolish reflection, Immediately the anger that had been into my veins, finally burst through. My fist collides with the mirror, the mirror cracking and falling into pieces. "Dammit!" I yelped, holding my bloody hand, blood was seeping onto the white floor. I heard a gasp and saw Lizzy standing in the doorway. Her emerald eyes were completely shocked and she started to sob. "Lizzy.. Lizzy." I stammered. Lizzy shook her head and yelled. "MOM! ELI'S BLEEDING!" She ran down the stairs. I cursed under my breath and held my hand close to my chest, feeling the pain finally emerge. "Elijah!" Mom gasped, she rushed to my aide and grabbed my hand. "Oh my goodness! Your bleeding badly." She gasped yet again. Lizzy who was standing in the doorway wary, whispered. "Mom? Is Eli gonna be okay?" She asked, memories must be emerging into her small brain.. Images that scare her for life..
The blood was crawling on the floor, I could see it. It hit the wall and climbed up. I stared in wonder. Watching as the blood crawled higher and higher. "Oh my." I whispered. Blood was covering the walls. In the doorway, stood Lizzy. I saw that was too covered in blood. "Lizzy? Are you hurt?" I asked dazed.. My voice far away. Lizzy looked at me oddly. "No.. Eli are you okay?" She asked, her voice getting scared. I nodded, picking at my flesh. "Yeah.. Liz.. I'm fine." I smiled and laughed lowly. Lizzy started backing up. "Eli.. Your hurting yourself." She yelped. I looked down at my arm and saw my flesh had been ripped open. Blood was dripping off and climbing walls and floors. "It's just a boo boo Liz." I murmured. "See?" I gestured my arm towards her frightened figure. Lizzy backed up and screamed. I sat there and with my nails gripped my pale skin and tore it off. Screaming as I did so. The flesh was also climbing the walls. I started laughing menacingly. Then I blacked out in a sea of flesh and blood climbing on my body.
"Eli? Eli? Honey are you awake?" A soft voice murmured. I slowly opened my eyes, suddenly regretting it. The light beamed in and hit my pupils. "Ughh." I winced. "Eli?" The voice asked again. I looked closer to see it was my mother. She had a soft smile on her face. "Hey sleepy head." She said ever so softly. I looked at her oddly and looked around. I saw that I was in my bedroom, laying in my bed. The sun at the highest peak. Afternoon. "What happened?" I asked, my voice groggy. "You had an episode." Mom said, her voice cracking. I stared open mindedly. "I haven't had one since.." I trailed off. "I didn't have one Mom. I would know." I protested. Mom shook her head. "If you had one or not, you punched the mirror in your bathroom. Bloodied your knuckles. I had to patch you up and give you, your medication. You fell asleep pretty quickly." She explained. The memories flooded my brain of the previous night. "What time is it?" I asked, looking for the clock. "It's 1:20." Mom said, I looked at her wide eyed. "School.." I mumbled and started fumbling at the covers. Mom chuckled and had a hand on my shoulder. "Hold it there. I called the school. You got a day off." She said. I huffed and laid back down. I noticed the huge bandage on my hand. "How bad?" I asked. Mom nodded and held my injured hand gently. "Pretty bad. You shattered the whole mirror. Your father cleaned it up.. That and the blood." Mom muttered. I sighed. "Lizzy." I gasped. "I have to apologize to Lizzy." I said my voice higher. "Lizzy's at school honey. You can talk to her when she gets home. Alright?" I nodded and she kissed my forehead before leaving my room. I laid there for the longest time. I felt an unusual breeze hit my arm. I shivered and looked around. The fan wasn't on, never was on in the winter. I looked around and saw a figure in the corner. Figures didn't scare me like it would to other people. Due to my episodes, it was normal. The doctors had said so, I have been off the medication since the episodes and fake seeing had stopped. But now it was coming back? "Hello." I said formally. The figure didn't move. "Do you have a name?" I asked. The figure nodded it's head. "Mine's Eli." I said simply, picking lint off my covers. I looked at the figure, the figure then came out of the shadows. "Eli.. That's a pretty name." The figure murmured. I cocked my head. That voice was familiar. "Wait.." I muttered. I looked up to see a beautiful vixen, her short black hair cupping her round face slightly, her emerald eyes were bright and full of love. Her freckles seemed to glow. I gasped. This figure hadn't visited me in a while. "Julia?" I gasped. The figure nodded and smiled beautifully before a blink of a eye.. Disappeared from my mind.
So dramatic episode! I know this episode is fairly scary. Only due to Eli's episode. I said it was traumatic! I can't give away what he has, but the symptoms should be clear. I know I did Eli's POV last time, but Clare's will be next! It's just fun writing from Eli's POV! He has such a dark personality. XD (OH! And what's in italic is a FLASHBACK! It isn't in the present!)
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