Eli: Hi all. Mystra, what up? Things are good. Just got the idea for this,
be kind.
-The next day-
When Ian entered the apartment, the music almost overtook him. Eli and Blake were blasting their music from the living room. He quietly made his way to the living room and discovered that they were singing along with the music. He could hear clear tenor and alto tones joining the music.
I don't want you
to give it all up.
Leave your whole life
collecting dust.
And I don't want you
to feel sorry for me
You never gave us
a chance to be.
Ian watched as Eli and Blake sing into pretend microphones, perfectly sync with the voices coming from the C.D. player.
And I don't need you
to be by my side.
To tell me that
everythings all right.
Just wanted you
to tell me the truth
You know I would
do that for you.
So why are you
running away?
Why are you
running away?
At that point, Ian was spotted. He wasn't even trying to hold back his laughter. Blake switched off the C.D. player.
"What's so funny?"
"You think you can do better?"
"It's not that you two were bad, you were quite on tune. It is the fact you were even doing that."
"We refused to be mocked."
"Ian, it's your turn."
"What?!"
"Your turn to sing."
"I don't listen to your music."
"That's okay. I have the lyrics right here." Eli passed him a handfull of papers.
"I am not doing this."
"Oh, c'mon Uncle Ian. We promise to keep it to ourselves."
"And not to tell the victim of your stalking."
"I will do it, but only if you stop joking about stalking."
"Deal."
"Which song?"
"This one." Eli pulled a piece from the middle and placed it on top. She changed the song and turned up the volume.
"What song is he singing?"
"You'll see." The music came on and Eli and Blake smiled in amusement as Ian struggled with the lyrics. Finally, Eli started the song over again. "Let me show you how this is done."
A scrub is a guy
that thinks he's fine
is also known
as a buster.
Always thinkin bout
what he wants
and just sits on
his broke ass.
So no,
I don't want your number.
No,
I don't wanna to give you mine
and no,
I don't wanna meet you no where.
No,
I don't want none of your time.
Eli seemed expert on the chosen song. She seemed to know it all by heart.
No, I don't want no scrubs.
A scrub is a guy that can't
get no love from me.
Hangin' on the passenger's side
of his best friend's ride.
Tryin' to holler at me.
Eli turned the song off and took a bow. Blake clapped. "That's how you do it. We demand another song!"
"Give me a song that's sung by guys. That was a girl song."
"So?"
"I'll pick the song this time." Blake chose another disk. "Ah ha!"
"What song?"
"Wait." Blake took the pile of lyrics from Ian, went throught them, and then gave them back with a new song on top. "Try this one." Again, Ian had a hard time with the lyrics. This time, Blake restarted the lyrics and went on to sing the song, just as Eli had done.
I died
so many years ago.
But you can make me feel
like it isn't so.
And why you come
to be with me.
I think I finally know.
Ohhhhhhhmmm.
You're scared.
Afraid of what you feel.
And you can't tell the ones you love
You know they couldn't deal.
Whisper in a dead man's ear
doesn't make it real.
His nephew sang well, but Ian didn't want to know who sang the song due to the lyrics. It made Blake sound like a vampire.
That's great.
But I don't want to play.
Because being with you touches me
more than I can say.
And since I'm only dead to you
I'm saying stay away.
And let me rest in peace.
Let me rest in peace.
Let me get some sleep.
Let me take my love and bury it
in a hole six foot deep.
I can lay my body down
but I can't find my sweet release.
So let me rest in peace.
Blake shut the music off. "Thank you, thank you. No autographs. Ian, we'll try one more song."
"No enough. I've been up shown by two teens. Let me have the rest of my dignity."
"You still have dignity?"
"Funny. No more."
"One more. We won't interfere this time."
"And we'll give you a song that suits you. Please?"
"All right." Eli and Blake whispered to one another and finally agreed on a song. They put in a new C.D. and passed Ian the lyrics.
Somewhere there's speaking.
It's all ready coming in.
Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind.
You never could get it
unless you were fed it.
Now you're here and you don't know why.
But under the skinned knees and the skinned marks
Past the places you use to learn.
You howl and listen.
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return.
Blake and Eli were very impressed. They stayed silent as Ian sang in sync with the music.
He's everything you want.
He's everything you need.
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be.
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time.
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why.
Ian turned off the music himself. Eli and Blake clapped and cheered. "Now that was good!"
"MTV Music Awards worthy."
"N'sync, eat your heart out."
"That was good, Uncle Ian."
"Thanks, that song was better than the others."
"It's one of the better songs we listen to." Ian checked his watch.
"I have to go."
"Oh, if you're watching Sara, give this to her for me." Eli handed him a book entitled "The Silence Of The Lambs". "I think she would like it."
"I'll give it to her. You two behave and I'll check up on you later tonight."
"Okay, see ya."
"Bye."
-At Sara's apartment-
Ian entered the apartment and looked around. It was a mess. Sara wasn't home yet. He was about to leave when the front door flew open.
"Stupid Dante! Needs to get rid of that stick up his ass!" Sara slammed the door behind her. She flung her jacket to the floor and went into the kitchen.
"Bad day, Sara?"
"Nottingham, I am not in a good mood. If you do not have a reason for being here, get out of my face."
"I'm not here to torment you, Sara, so don't take your anger out on me. I have to deal with Blake and Eli, and don't want to have to deal with you, too." Sara was stunned by the remark.
"When did you start to get smart with me?"
"After getting ragged on by my nephew, you learn to defend yourself."
"Ah. So why are you here?"
"Eli wanted me to give you this." He handed the book to Sara.
"The Silence Of The Lambs? Why did she give me this?" She looked up, but he was all ready gone. "Oh well." Sara opened the front page and found a note attached to it.
To Sara,
Stop acting like you're cranky
and old.
If you got to know the man,
you'd see a heart of gold.
I don't lie and he loves you.
So forget the past
and invite him in
for a conversation that will last.
So play nice and be cool
and if you do:
you'll see that deep down
you love him, too.
The Lyrical Eli and her associate Blake.
"Well, she bothered to write the damn poem." Sara crossed over to the window. "I'm taking love advice from teenagers, I must be getting old." She opened it. "Nottingham, get in here."
-Hours later-
Ian entered the apartment much later than he intended to. He was so wrapped up in conversation with Sara, he had forgotten what time it was. He was surprised to see the lights in the weapon's room on. He looked in to see Eli doing some type of form with a pair of Sais. She moved gracefully and didn't make a mistake. "Hi Ian."
"Hello, Eli. I didn't know you had any training."
"Yeah, surprise." She continued to do forms as they spoke. "Did Sara like the book?"
"She was pleased and said she would read it."
"So you guys talked?"
"Yes." Eli held back a smile. "Cool."
"Can I see your weapons?"
"Sure." She handed him her sais. They both had black handles with red dragons twirled around the sides. He handed them back and she continued doing forms. "Those are very beautiful. Where did you get them?"
"From the same person who taught me my art."
Who was that?"
"My brother, Edward."
"You never said you have a brother."
"Had a brother."
"What?"
"Let me explain: My twin brother, Edward, was allowed to learn to fight, but I wasn't because I am a girl and they didn't think a girl should know how to fight. My brother didn't want me to be weak, so he taught me everything he learned as soon as he got home after lessons. He took it for almost six years, always teahing me what he had learned. We always had to train in secret, less that they find out. My supposed parents only got married because my mom got pregnant and their families forced them to get married. They say it ruined their lives. Used it as an excuse to take it all out on us. The ranting and raving finally got to Edward, and three weeks after we turned twelve, he committed suicide. Slit his wrists while we were all asleep."
"Sorry."
"I lost the only person who had ever given a damn about me. Cared wheather or not I died the following day. And those bastards took him away from me. They were the reason he killed himself. Whenever I saw them, I could only think murderers. You know, it's funny. After Edward died, I tried to sleep as often as I could. I was the one who discovered his body. Sleep was the only time I didn't see his lifeless corpse. He was still alive in my mind. Whenever I was awake, I wanted to join him, but knew he wouldn't want me too. After I met Blake, that's when the insomnia came. My paranoia would enter my sleep and I could see them taking Blake away too. Like they took Edward. I couldn't bear it. You have to understand, Ian. I don't see Blake as just a boyfriend. I see him as the only person I have left in this world. He is my life and will be my death."
"What do you mean he'll be your death?"
"He didn't tell you? It's another thing to go along with the amulets. When one dies, the other dies along with them. I don't mind it. I mean, if Sara died, would you want to continue living?" Ian remained silent. Eli just continued on with her forms. "I didn't think so. So it's not that bad of an arrangement."
"How did you find that out?"
"Artemis told me."
"Artemis told you?"
"She comes sometimes, when I sleep. She comes to Blake, too."
"What does she tell you?"
"Things of the past. Her secrets."
"Secrets?"
"Things the world isn't suppose to know."
"Like what?"
"Secret being a main word, but I don't think she mind if I told you something."
"What?"
"Do you want to know the real reason she forgave those women for betraying her by taking lovers?"
"Why?"
"She herself had taken a lover."
"Who?"
"Orion."
"Really? They say she rejected him as a lover."
"Lie. They were secretive because she didn't want to lose her followers."
"They say he died because he made advances on her. So what really happened?"
"She had another suitor, Apollo. People often mistake him as her brother. She rejected him, he was angry. Then he found out about Orion, who was mortal, and was furious. He was mad she would pick a human to a mystic, which was what he was. One day while Artemis was off hunting, Apollo killed Orion by leading him outside and pushing him into a pit of scorpions. It killed Artemis when it happened. She killed Apollo for that. She cried when she told me that story. Her tears are like silver. Ian?"
"Yes?"
"Are you sure Artemis wasn't a wielder? She had this blade attached to her arm that she used to run Apollo through. She shows me the stories through visions and the blade looked alot like the witchblade."
"As I said before, there are no accounts of her with it."
"So there's a chance she could have been a wielder and no one knows about it?"
"I guess."
"I think she was. Ian, why do you protect Sara?"
"Because she is the wielder."
"Have you always protected the wielder? Even in other lifetimes?"
"Yes."
"You just made alot of things make sense."
"What do you mean?"
"You know how I said Sara looked like Artemis, and now Artemis could have possibly had been a wielder?"
"Yes."
"Well, you look like someone, too."
"Who?"
"Orion. And I remember Artemis saying that Orion always protected her, like how you protect Sara."
"Intresting."
"Yeah, learn new things every day. Okay, these forms aren't tiring me out, so I'm going into the living room to watch t.v. till I fall asleep. Mind if I leave the sais in here?"
"Go ahead."
"Thanks." She placed the sais on a nearby shelf. "Good night."
"Good night." Ian watched her leave and go into the living room. Then he went into the library to go look up greek myths again.
-Hour later-
Ian heard the door of the library open. He looked up to see Blake.
"Hi Blake."
"Hi, Uncle Ian. I thought Eli was in here."
"She's in the living room watching t.v."
"Oh."
"Blake?"
"Yeah?"
"She told me about Artemis and Orion."
"She did? Artemis probably didn't mind."
"Have you seen what Orion looked like?"
"Yeah."
"Did he look like me?"
"Yeah. Now that I think about it, he did. Did Eli point that out?"
"Yes."
"Attentive. I'm going to go get her. Good-night, Uncle Ian."
"Good-night, Blake."
Blake went into the living room to find Eli asleep. He shook his head and turned off the t.v. Then, he picked her up and carried her back into their room. He tucked her in and crawled in next to her. Then joined her in sleep.
-Next morning-
Blake woke up to see Eli smiling at him.
"What?"
"You carried me in here last night."
"Early morning, to be correct. What were you doing last night?"
"Practicing forms."
"With Edward's sais?"
"Yeah."
"You shouldn't do that if you're trying to go to sleep. You might get drowzy, make a mistake, and impale yourself."
"Not a chance that could happen." They both got out of bed and began to stretch.
"So why couldn't you sleep?"
"Bad dream."
"Sorry. What was it about?"
"Irons. He found us. Seperated us."
"I've had that dream, too. But I saw more. There was death, there was blood, and there was hate." Eli wrapped her arms around Blake's neck. "Don't worry. Nothing like that is going to happen. Ian wouldn't let it happen." He slid his arms around her waist.
"Yeah. But I still have this feeling in the pit of my stomach that, despite all this, we're not safe."
"We'll never be safe, but we'll be together. All right?"
"Yeah, all right. Let's get dressed."
Eli: I hope this chapter was all right. The first song was Running Away by Hoobstank, Eli's song was No Scrubs by TLC ( Left eye R.I.P.) And Ian's song was Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon. I extend this now: If anyone knows what the song Blake was singing, put it in a review and send it in. Title/character/actor. Bless the soul that actually knows. I'll reveal the answer in a future chapter. One hint :This guy has it bad for a girl, like Ian, and has been rejected. Who is he? See ya.
-The next day-
When Ian entered the apartment, the music almost overtook him. Eli and Blake were blasting their music from the living room. He quietly made his way to the living room and discovered that they were singing along with the music. He could hear clear tenor and alto tones joining the music.
I don't want you
to give it all up.
Leave your whole life
collecting dust.
And I don't want you
to feel sorry for me
You never gave us
a chance to be.
Ian watched as Eli and Blake sing into pretend microphones, perfectly sync with the voices coming from the C.D. player.
And I don't need you
to be by my side.
To tell me that
everythings all right.
Just wanted you
to tell me the truth
You know I would
do that for you.
So why are you
running away?
Why are you
running away?
At that point, Ian was spotted. He wasn't even trying to hold back his laughter. Blake switched off the C.D. player.
"What's so funny?"
"You think you can do better?"
"It's not that you two were bad, you were quite on tune. It is the fact you were even doing that."
"We refused to be mocked."
"Ian, it's your turn."
"What?!"
"Your turn to sing."
"I don't listen to your music."
"That's okay. I have the lyrics right here." Eli passed him a handfull of papers.
"I am not doing this."
"Oh, c'mon Uncle Ian. We promise to keep it to ourselves."
"And not to tell the victim of your stalking."
"I will do it, but only if you stop joking about stalking."
"Deal."
"Which song?"
"This one." Eli pulled a piece from the middle and placed it on top. She changed the song and turned up the volume.
"What song is he singing?"
"You'll see." The music came on and Eli and Blake smiled in amusement as Ian struggled with the lyrics. Finally, Eli started the song over again. "Let me show you how this is done."
A scrub is a guy
that thinks he's fine
is also known
as a buster.
Always thinkin bout
what he wants
and just sits on
his broke ass.
So no,
I don't want your number.
No,
I don't wanna to give you mine
and no,
I don't wanna meet you no where.
No,
I don't want none of your time.
Eli seemed expert on the chosen song. She seemed to know it all by heart.
No, I don't want no scrubs.
A scrub is a guy that can't
get no love from me.
Hangin' on the passenger's side
of his best friend's ride.
Tryin' to holler at me.
Eli turned the song off and took a bow. Blake clapped. "That's how you do it. We demand another song!"
"Give me a song that's sung by guys. That was a girl song."
"So?"
"I'll pick the song this time." Blake chose another disk. "Ah ha!"
"What song?"
"Wait." Blake took the pile of lyrics from Ian, went throught them, and then gave them back with a new song on top. "Try this one." Again, Ian had a hard time with the lyrics. This time, Blake restarted the lyrics and went on to sing the song, just as Eli had done.
I died
so many years ago.
But you can make me feel
like it isn't so.
And why you come
to be with me.
I think I finally know.
Ohhhhhhhmmm.
You're scared.
Afraid of what you feel.
And you can't tell the ones you love
You know they couldn't deal.
Whisper in a dead man's ear
doesn't make it real.
His nephew sang well, but Ian didn't want to know who sang the song due to the lyrics. It made Blake sound like a vampire.
That's great.
But I don't want to play.
Because being with you touches me
more than I can say.
And since I'm only dead to you
I'm saying stay away.
And let me rest in peace.
Let me rest in peace.
Let me get some sleep.
Let me take my love and bury it
in a hole six foot deep.
I can lay my body down
but I can't find my sweet release.
So let me rest in peace.
Blake shut the music off. "Thank you, thank you. No autographs. Ian, we'll try one more song."
"No enough. I've been up shown by two teens. Let me have the rest of my dignity."
"You still have dignity?"
"Funny. No more."
"One more. We won't interfere this time."
"And we'll give you a song that suits you. Please?"
"All right." Eli and Blake whispered to one another and finally agreed on a song. They put in a new C.D. and passed Ian the lyrics.
Somewhere there's speaking.
It's all ready coming in.
Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind.
You never could get it
unless you were fed it.
Now you're here and you don't know why.
But under the skinned knees and the skinned marks
Past the places you use to learn.
You howl and listen.
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return.
Blake and Eli were very impressed. They stayed silent as Ian sang in sync with the music.
He's everything you want.
He's everything you need.
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be.
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time.
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why.
Ian turned off the music himself. Eli and Blake clapped and cheered. "Now that was good!"
"MTV Music Awards worthy."
"N'sync, eat your heart out."
"That was good, Uncle Ian."
"Thanks, that song was better than the others."
"It's one of the better songs we listen to." Ian checked his watch.
"I have to go."
"Oh, if you're watching Sara, give this to her for me." Eli handed him a book entitled "The Silence Of The Lambs". "I think she would like it."
"I'll give it to her. You two behave and I'll check up on you later tonight."
"Okay, see ya."
"Bye."
-At Sara's apartment-
Ian entered the apartment and looked around. It was a mess. Sara wasn't home yet. He was about to leave when the front door flew open.
"Stupid Dante! Needs to get rid of that stick up his ass!" Sara slammed the door behind her. She flung her jacket to the floor and went into the kitchen.
"Bad day, Sara?"
"Nottingham, I am not in a good mood. If you do not have a reason for being here, get out of my face."
"I'm not here to torment you, Sara, so don't take your anger out on me. I have to deal with Blake and Eli, and don't want to have to deal with you, too." Sara was stunned by the remark.
"When did you start to get smart with me?"
"After getting ragged on by my nephew, you learn to defend yourself."
"Ah. So why are you here?"
"Eli wanted me to give you this." He handed the book to Sara.
"The Silence Of The Lambs? Why did she give me this?" She looked up, but he was all ready gone. "Oh well." Sara opened the front page and found a note attached to it.
To Sara,
Stop acting like you're cranky
and old.
If you got to know the man,
you'd see a heart of gold.
I don't lie and he loves you.
So forget the past
and invite him in
for a conversation that will last.
So play nice and be cool
and if you do:
you'll see that deep down
you love him, too.
The Lyrical Eli and her associate Blake.
"Well, she bothered to write the damn poem." Sara crossed over to the window. "I'm taking love advice from teenagers, I must be getting old." She opened it. "Nottingham, get in here."
-Hours later-
Ian entered the apartment much later than he intended to. He was so wrapped up in conversation with Sara, he had forgotten what time it was. He was surprised to see the lights in the weapon's room on. He looked in to see Eli doing some type of form with a pair of Sais. She moved gracefully and didn't make a mistake. "Hi Ian."
"Hello, Eli. I didn't know you had any training."
"Yeah, surprise." She continued to do forms as they spoke. "Did Sara like the book?"
"She was pleased and said she would read it."
"So you guys talked?"
"Yes." Eli held back a smile. "Cool."
"Can I see your weapons?"
"Sure." She handed him her sais. They both had black handles with red dragons twirled around the sides. He handed them back and she continued doing forms. "Those are very beautiful. Where did you get them?"
"From the same person who taught me my art."
Who was that?"
"My brother, Edward."
"You never said you have a brother."
"Had a brother."
"What?"
"Let me explain: My twin brother, Edward, was allowed to learn to fight, but I wasn't because I am a girl and they didn't think a girl should know how to fight. My brother didn't want me to be weak, so he taught me everything he learned as soon as he got home after lessons. He took it for almost six years, always teahing me what he had learned. We always had to train in secret, less that they find out. My supposed parents only got married because my mom got pregnant and their families forced them to get married. They say it ruined their lives. Used it as an excuse to take it all out on us. The ranting and raving finally got to Edward, and three weeks after we turned twelve, he committed suicide. Slit his wrists while we were all asleep."
"Sorry."
"I lost the only person who had ever given a damn about me. Cared wheather or not I died the following day. And those bastards took him away from me. They were the reason he killed himself. Whenever I saw them, I could only think murderers. You know, it's funny. After Edward died, I tried to sleep as often as I could. I was the one who discovered his body. Sleep was the only time I didn't see his lifeless corpse. He was still alive in my mind. Whenever I was awake, I wanted to join him, but knew he wouldn't want me too. After I met Blake, that's when the insomnia came. My paranoia would enter my sleep and I could see them taking Blake away too. Like they took Edward. I couldn't bear it. You have to understand, Ian. I don't see Blake as just a boyfriend. I see him as the only person I have left in this world. He is my life and will be my death."
"What do you mean he'll be your death?"
"He didn't tell you? It's another thing to go along with the amulets. When one dies, the other dies along with them. I don't mind it. I mean, if Sara died, would you want to continue living?" Ian remained silent. Eli just continued on with her forms. "I didn't think so. So it's not that bad of an arrangement."
"How did you find that out?"
"Artemis told me."
"Artemis told you?"
"She comes sometimes, when I sleep. She comes to Blake, too."
"What does she tell you?"
"Things of the past. Her secrets."
"Secrets?"
"Things the world isn't suppose to know."
"Like what?"
"Secret being a main word, but I don't think she mind if I told you something."
"What?"
"Do you want to know the real reason she forgave those women for betraying her by taking lovers?"
"Why?"
"She herself had taken a lover."
"Who?"
"Orion."
"Really? They say she rejected him as a lover."
"Lie. They were secretive because she didn't want to lose her followers."
"They say he died because he made advances on her. So what really happened?"
"She had another suitor, Apollo. People often mistake him as her brother. She rejected him, he was angry. Then he found out about Orion, who was mortal, and was furious. He was mad she would pick a human to a mystic, which was what he was. One day while Artemis was off hunting, Apollo killed Orion by leading him outside and pushing him into a pit of scorpions. It killed Artemis when it happened. She killed Apollo for that. She cried when she told me that story. Her tears are like silver. Ian?"
"Yes?"
"Are you sure Artemis wasn't a wielder? She had this blade attached to her arm that she used to run Apollo through. She shows me the stories through visions and the blade looked alot like the witchblade."
"As I said before, there are no accounts of her with it."
"So there's a chance she could have been a wielder and no one knows about it?"
"I guess."
"I think she was. Ian, why do you protect Sara?"
"Because she is the wielder."
"Have you always protected the wielder? Even in other lifetimes?"
"Yes."
"You just made alot of things make sense."
"What do you mean?"
"You know how I said Sara looked like Artemis, and now Artemis could have possibly had been a wielder?"
"Yes."
"Well, you look like someone, too."
"Who?"
"Orion. And I remember Artemis saying that Orion always protected her, like how you protect Sara."
"Intresting."
"Yeah, learn new things every day. Okay, these forms aren't tiring me out, so I'm going into the living room to watch t.v. till I fall asleep. Mind if I leave the sais in here?"
"Go ahead."
"Thanks." She placed the sais on a nearby shelf. "Good night."
"Good night." Ian watched her leave and go into the living room. Then he went into the library to go look up greek myths again.
-Hour later-
Ian heard the door of the library open. He looked up to see Blake.
"Hi Blake."
"Hi, Uncle Ian. I thought Eli was in here."
"She's in the living room watching t.v."
"Oh."
"Blake?"
"Yeah?"
"She told me about Artemis and Orion."
"She did? Artemis probably didn't mind."
"Have you seen what Orion looked like?"
"Yeah."
"Did he look like me?"
"Yeah. Now that I think about it, he did. Did Eli point that out?"
"Yes."
"Attentive. I'm going to go get her. Good-night, Uncle Ian."
"Good-night, Blake."
Blake went into the living room to find Eli asleep. He shook his head and turned off the t.v. Then, he picked her up and carried her back into their room. He tucked her in and crawled in next to her. Then joined her in sleep.
-Next morning-
Blake woke up to see Eli smiling at him.
"What?"
"You carried me in here last night."
"Early morning, to be correct. What were you doing last night?"
"Practicing forms."
"With Edward's sais?"
"Yeah."
"You shouldn't do that if you're trying to go to sleep. You might get drowzy, make a mistake, and impale yourself."
"Not a chance that could happen." They both got out of bed and began to stretch.
"So why couldn't you sleep?"
"Bad dream."
"Sorry. What was it about?"
"Irons. He found us. Seperated us."
"I've had that dream, too. But I saw more. There was death, there was blood, and there was hate." Eli wrapped her arms around Blake's neck. "Don't worry. Nothing like that is going to happen. Ian wouldn't let it happen." He slid his arms around her waist.
"Yeah. But I still have this feeling in the pit of my stomach that, despite all this, we're not safe."
"We'll never be safe, but we'll be together. All right?"
"Yeah, all right. Let's get dressed."
Eli: I hope this chapter was all right. The first song was Running Away by Hoobstank, Eli's song was No Scrubs by TLC ( Left eye R.I.P.) And Ian's song was Everything You Want by Vertical Horizon. I extend this now: If anyone knows what the song Blake was singing, put it in a review and send it in. Title/character/actor. Bless the soul that actually knows. I'll reveal the answer in a future chapter. One hint :This guy has it bad for a girl, like Ian, and has been rejected. Who is he? See ya.