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End of Chapter 7:
"Who said anything about sleeping?" Brandon said, coming close to her. She wanted this more than anything in the world. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her passionately. He then picked her up and laid her gently down on the nearest bed. Neither one had any idea what the night had in store for them.
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The sun shone through the hotel windows. Elyse awoke to find herself feeling very odd, like she had done something very bad. Indeed when she proceeded to sit up she realized by the clothes sprawled out on the floor that she had indeed done something bad. She looked down to find Brandon sleeping peacefully next to her. She wondered how easily he woke up.
She tried to carefully climb out of the bed, but apparently he is not as heavy a sleeper as she was hoping. Because all of a sudden she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist, pulling her back down to the bed. She made sure she kept herself hidden under the sheet and blanket, putting a playful face on.
"What? It's not like I haven't seen it before," was all that Brandon said, before he pressed his lips to hers.
"Hmm, how a girl likes to wake up in the morning. A kiss from her prince." Elyse smirked. "Now, if you don't mind I need to get dressed but only after I take a shower. Here," she said handing him the menu. "Order us some breakfast." With that she was in the bathroom, door locked and water running.
Brandon picked up the phone and dialed room service and ordered them breakfast. He lay back down in bed, drifting off into a light sleep once again. About ten minutes later Elyse emerged from the bathroom and found Brandon asleep once again. She quietly made her way over to him hoping he would remain asleep. Then a knock came at the door and she quickly answered it so not to wake Brandon.
She took the food and set it on the desk. She knew they would eat soon. She made her way over to the bed, crawling in next to him and cuddling up. She couldn't help but feel the fatigue overcome her body as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
It must have been around noon when Stephanie and Fernando woke up. They were surprised that Brandon and Elyse had not called yet. They showered, dressed, and ate, then made their way to their friends' hotel room. When they approached the door they listened for any noise and heard none. Steph took this opportunity to open the door with her key.
They entered the room and found both of them curled up sleeping still. Stephanie and Fernando couldn't believe what they saw. It was now near one 'o' clock and they weren't even awake yet. They decided to play a trick on them and they hid in the closet and called the hotel phone.
Brandon woke to the sound of the phone ringing. He answered it with his hoarse voice.
"Hello?" he said, clearing his throat.
"Yes this is Bob with Hotel Security. It is my duty to inform you that there is a fire on your floor. Please remain calm and stay in your room. We do not want major panic. Okay?" Fernando was almost going to loose it.
"A fire? And you want us to stay in our room?" Brandon was a little confused as to why you would stay in your room if there was a fire.
"Yes, there is just a small fire. It should be put out in a matter of minutes. Just sit tight and we will let you know when it is okay to proceed outside. Oh, and sir?"
"Yes?"
"Please put some clothes on. And tell the young lady next to you to wake up." Fernando was now cracking up.
"Fernando! I'm gonna kill you!" Brandon said, making sure that the sheet was wrapped around his waist. Fernando was on the floor rolling in tears from laughing so hard. Elyse finally stirred and awoke to find Brandon standing above Fernando who was on the floor laughing.
"What is going on here?" She said yawning.
"Oh nothing. Fern just played a trick on Brandon that's all. Said that there was a fire and to stay put in the room. It was so funny." Stephanie said.
"Oh like Lance did on the state competition trip? That was hilarious." Elyse walked over and got the food and proceeded to eat. "Brandon, sweetie, please go get dressed. Then you may come over here and eat." She instructs him, and he does as he is told.
A few minutes later, Brandon comes out of the bathroom fully clothed and ready to eat. They eat and are ready to get going on their day. They decide that they should keep and extra close eye out for Mort, since they really don't want any trouble for the remaining few days of their trip.
They visited the Boston Museum of Natural Science, then went and took a walk along the beach up along the coast on the North side of Boston. It really was the perfect day. They picked up Roast Beef subs from this little place Elyse recommended, took them back to the beach and ate them there. They watched the sun set, and it was truly romantic.
As they were sitting there listening to the waves crashing on the shore, a new sound came. It was a sound that none had heard before, except in movies. The sound could be heard in the distance as faint cries. Then it began to intensify and move closer.
Brandon and Fernando, acting brave and tough, stood up and grabbed Elyse and Stephanie protectively.
"We won't let anything happen to the two of you." They say protecting them from the horror that approaches.
In the late evening fog that crept in while they were enjoying the peace and tranquility, Elyse could make out the shape of a man approaching her and her friends. She is frightened but more importantly she is curious to find out who this person is.
She breaks her grasp from Brandon whispering, "Don't worry, I love you and I'll be fine." She places a soft kiss on his lips and proceeds forward at a very slow pace. She froze in place when she realized that the man in front of her was none other that the man she was trying to avoid.
"Elyse no!" Brandon shouted, trying to break free from the grasp of Stephanie and Fernando.
"No, you must let her end this with him now. Otherwise there will be hell to pay later on." Fernando said, calming him down. "Just let her talk first. Then if she needs our help we will help."
With that said they all retreated to the picnic blanket and turned their stares to the ocean instead of Elyse.
Elyse approached Mort with an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. She knew something wasn't right about this situation. She regripped the Swiss Army knife in her hand, making it so that she could attack quickly if need be.
"Elyse, fancy running into you here." he said in the southern drawl she had once loved. "Can we chat?"
"No, I have nothing more to say to you and I would greatly appreciate it if you left me alone." She said pushing her chest out making her seem dignified.
"Well then I guess I'll have to do it here then." before she could say another word, he pulled a screwdriver out of his back pocket and went to attack her. Luckily she noticed the tool coming for her head and was able to duck, but she did not miss the screwdriver completely. She felt the tip graze the side of her head. "Not a smart move missy."
"Oh really?" She said taking the knife and before she could comprehend what she had done, she had jammed the knife into the left side of his chest sending him to the ground. She wasn't sure if he was dead or just knocked out.
Feeling guilty but relieved, she felt her head and her hand was covered in blood. She collapsed to the ground and Brandon, Fernando, and Stephanie all rushed over.
"Oh no! What happened here Elyse? We just turned our attention so that we wouldn't be nosy. You didn't scream or anything." He lifted her hand off her head and realized the blood for the first time. "Oh my gosh! We have to get her to a hospital now. I think she needs stitches." Brandon picked her up and carried her to the car, all leaving Mort lying on the beach.
Little did they know that Mort was not dead, just merely injured and as pissed as hell.
A/N: Hey everyone! How are you all doing? I'm good. Sorry it took me so long to update but here it is. I hope you enjoy and please review!!!!
End of Chapter 7:
"Who said anything about sleeping?" Brandon said, coming close to her. She wanted this more than anything in the world. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her passionately. He then picked her up and laid her gently down on the nearest bed. Neither one had any idea what the night had in store for them.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
The sun shone through the hotel windows. Elyse awoke to find herself feeling very odd, like she had done something very bad. Indeed when she proceeded to sit up she realized by the clothes sprawled out on the floor that she had indeed done something bad. She looked down to find Brandon sleeping peacefully next to her. She wondered how easily he woke up.
She tried to carefully climb out of the bed, but apparently he is not as heavy a sleeper as she was hoping. Because all of a sudden she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist, pulling her back down to the bed. She made sure she kept herself hidden under the sheet and blanket, putting a playful face on.
"What? It's not like I haven't seen it before," was all that Brandon said, before he pressed his lips to hers.
"Hmm, how a girl likes to wake up in the morning. A kiss from her prince." Elyse smirked. "Now, if you don't mind I need to get dressed but only after I take a shower. Here," she said handing him the menu. "Order us some breakfast." With that she was in the bathroom, door locked and water running.
Brandon picked up the phone and dialed room service and ordered them breakfast. He lay back down in bed, drifting off into a light sleep once again. About ten minutes later Elyse emerged from the bathroom and found Brandon asleep once again. She quietly made her way over to him hoping he would remain asleep. Then a knock came at the door and she quickly answered it so not to wake Brandon.
She took the food and set it on the desk. She knew they would eat soon. She made her way over to the bed, crawling in next to him and cuddling up. She couldn't help but feel the fatigue overcome her body as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
It must have been around noon when Stephanie and Fernando woke up. They were surprised that Brandon and Elyse had not called yet. They showered, dressed, and ate, then made their way to their friends' hotel room. When they approached the door they listened for any noise and heard none. Steph took this opportunity to open the door with her key.
They entered the room and found both of them curled up sleeping still. Stephanie and Fernando couldn't believe what they saw. It was now near one 'o' clock and they weren't even awake yet. They decided to play a trick on them and they hid in the closet and called the hotel phone.
Brandon woke to the sound of the phone ringing. He answered it with his hoarse voice.
"Hello?" he said, clearing his throat.
"Yes this is Bob with Hotel Security. It is my duty to inform you that there is a fire on your floor. Please remain calm and stay in your room. We do not want major panic. Okay?" Fernando was almost going to loose it.
"A fire? And you want us to stay in our room?" Brandon was a little confused as to why you would stay in your room if there was a fire.
"Yes, there is just a small fire. It should be put out in a matter of minutes. Just sit tight and we will let you know when it is okay to proceed outside. Oh, and sir?"
"Yes?"
"Please put some clothes on. And tell the young lady next to you to wake up." Fernando was now cracking up.
"Fernando! I'm gonna kill you!" Brandon said, making sure that the sheet was wrapped around his waist. Fernando was on the floor rolling in tears from laughing so hard. Elyse finally stirred and awoke to find Brandon standing above Fernando who was on the floor laughing.
"What is going on here?" She said yawning.
"Oh nothing. Fern just played a trick on Brandon that's all. Said that there was a fire and to stay put in the room. It was so funny." Stephanie said.
"Oh like Lance did on the state competition trip? That was hilarious." Elyse walked over and got the food and proceeded to eat. "Brandon, sweetie, please go get dressed. Then you may come over here and eat." She instructs him, and he does as he is told.
A few minutes later, Brandon comes out of the bathroom fully clothed and ready to eat. They eat and are ready to get going on their day. They decide that they should keep and extra close eye out for Mort, since they really don't want any trouble for the remaining few days of their trip.
They visited the Boston Museum of Natural Science, then went and took a walk along the beach up along the coast on the North side of Boston. It really was the perfect day. They picked up Roast Beef subs from this little place Elyse recommended, took them back to the beach and ate them there. They watched the sun set, and it was truly romantic.
As they were sitting there listening to the waves crashing on the shore, a new sound came. It was a sound that none had heard before, except in movies. The sound could be heard in the distance as faint cries. Then it began to intensify and move closer.
Brandon and Fernando, acting brave and tough, stood up and grabbed Elyse and Stephanie protectively.
"We won't let anything happen to the two of you." They say protecting them from the horror that approaches.
In the late evening fog that crept in while they were enjoying the peace and tranquility, Elyse could make out the shape of a man approaching her and her friends. She is frightened but more importantly she is curious to find out who this person is.
She breaks her grasp from Brandon whispering, "Don't worry, I love you and I'll be fine." She places a soft kiss on his lips and proceeds forward at a very slow pace. She froze in place when she realized that the man in front of her was none other that the man she was trying to avoid.
"Elyse no!" Brandon shouted, trying to break free from the grasp of Stephanie and Fernando.
"No, you must let her end this with him now. Otherwise there will be hell to pay later on." Fernando said, calming him down. "Just let her talk first. Then if she needs our help we will help."
With that said they all retreated to the picnic blanket and turned their stares to the ocean instead of Elyse.
Elyse approached Mort with an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. She knew something wasn't right about this situation. She regripped the Swiss Army knife in her hand, making it so that she could attack quickly if need be.
"Elyse, fancy running into you here." he said in the southern drawl she had once loved. "Can we chat?"
"No, I have nothing more to say to you and I would greatly appreciate it if you left me alone." She said pushing her chest out making her seem dignified.
"Well then I guess I'll have to do it here then." before she could say another word, he pulled a screwdriver out of his back pocket and went to attack her. Luckily she noticed the tool coming for her head and was able to duck, but she did not miss the screwdriver completely. She felt the tip graze the side of her head. "Not a smart move missy."
"Oh really?" She said taking the knife and before she could comprehend what she had done, she had jammed the knife into the left side of his chest sending him to the ground. She wasn't sure if he was dead or just knocked out.
Feeling guilty but relieved, she felt her head and her hand was covered in blood. She collapsed to the ground and Brandon, Fernando, and Stephanie all rushed over.
"Oh no! What happened here Elyse? We just turned our attention so that we wouldn't be nosy. You didn't scream or anything." He lifted her hand off her head and realized the blood for the first time. "Oh my gosh! We have to get her to a hospital now. I think she needs stitches." Brandon picked her up and carried her to the car, all leaving Mort lying on the beach.
Little did they know that Mort was not dead, just merely injured and as pissed as hell.
A/N: Hey everyone! How are you all doing? I'm good. Sorry it took me so long to update but here it is. I hope you enjoy and please review!!!!