Name Of The Past – Chapter Sixteen
Elizabeth let go of her hair with a sigh, and watched as it fell down over her face. It was to short to be held up and to messy to be let down. Either way her mother probably wouldn't approve, she never approve of anything Izzy did. "screw it she can lump it" she mumbled giving herself one last glance in the mirror and went towards her bed, sitting on it gently, making sure not to put any creases in her silk knee length dress and jabbed her hands underneath her bed, rummaging slightly until she felt the corners of a cardboard box, and pull it out. Every single party that was throw from the upper Ipswich families her mother would send her a new pair of shoes, the higher and more flimsier each time. She was 5'8 already, why on earth did she need to be elevated any higher? Taken the black flats out of the hidden box she brought them up to her chest and smiled. Theses were the only shoes she would ever wear, they were simple, smart and brought no attention to her, they were always perfect.
Izzy slipped them on finishing off her outfit when she heard a banging coming from her closed bathroom, getting up slowly she edged towards it, waiting silently for a moment she listen for any other sounds, it was not uncommon for her stuff to simply fall from its place, she rammed so many things in there it surprised her half the time she was able to even shut the cabinet doors. She starting to edge closer to the door, relief starting to flood over her gradually as she came face to face with the frosted glass, there had only been one other big bang, but Izzy had simply put that down to every other thing shoved in there finally escaping. Putting her hand on the doorknob gently she twisted it in her hand feeling the door come away from its frame she stepped back, bringing the door with her until it was opened wide.
She stood motionless watching her intruder breath heavily in her small bathroom, her things spread out half broken around his feet. The liquids seeping into her bathmats as the smells of apples and tee tree irrupted around each other. finally finding her voice she looked away from the mess and up towards the steaming black eyes, "what the hell are you looking for?"
"where is your damn first aid kit?" he growled towards her, subconsciously bringing his hand over his stomach and whimpering slightly at the pain. "you're a girl where are your damn medical supplies" he finally looked towards her, anger rising at the realisation she was seeing him weak.
"behind you" Izzy pointed nervously, moving slowly into the room and closing the door behind her. she looked quickly towards as she saw him stumble slightly out of the corner of her eye and lean heavily on the wall. "what the hell happen to you?" she asked, not knowing why her voice was sounding so concerned. She grabbed a hold of his arm lightly and guided him to the edge of the toilet seat, grabbing the green box on the shelf now above them as she let him go.
"don't think you can run from me Beth" Chase locked his eyes at her as the pain in his stomach crashed threw him, "ill get better soon enough and if you try anything ill find you like that" he clicked his fingers in her face and smiled as she flinched at his movement.
"does it look like im going anywhere" Izzy bit back before she could stop herself. Why the hell did he have to come here? "take your damn shirt off I need to see what you've done to yourself now" she failed to control her anger as she stared transfixed to his black eyes slowly turn back to his normal chocolate brown and close slowly.
Izzy watched as chase slowly lent away from her and grabbed the edge of his t-shirt, ripping it slowly away form his formed body and over his head, hissing softly as the muscles around his gashed stomach moved to his stretching body. "Jesus" Izzy let out a small gasp as she looked at the blooded chest in front of her. "its not as bad as it looks" his voice made her jump slightly as she looked back to his eyes. Who the hell was he trying to kid? He had obviously been hit with some force, his stomach was covered in blood. The opened wound cut deeply into his skin as it went down his torso was still profoundly seeping blood. Grabbing a white towel of its rack next to her, Izzy placed it forcefully on the shaking body in front, if he kept loosing blood like this she would soon have a dead body on her hands to deal with, "you need to get this looked at, Christ" she mumbled swallowing hard the sick bubbling up in her stomach. Any more blood and her bathroom would start to look like a slaughter house.
"I didn't know you care so much Beth" his voice was liaised with sudden lust, grabbing hold of her wrist on his chest tightly and pulled her closer towards himself, smiling down on her, "don't worry about me, it will go soon enough" he breath on her face as his eyes suddenly went black and his power became stronger, working hard on his wounds. His skin stretching slowly towards the other ripped piece. The gashes still bleeding closing gradually.
Izzy ripped her wrist out of his hand and stumbled backwards. Hitting her elbow hard on the bathroom sink and cursing loudly at the sudden striking pain. She couldn't look at him any more. she had always know about their powers and what they could do with them. she had seen it often enough the days after Nicky's where the boys would fight vigorously with Aaron Abbott, behind the bar the night before and then coming into school the next day, strutting into class barely a scratch of a bruise on them. but she now found it was a completely different matter knowing about what they were capable of and seeing it with her two own eyes.
"you need to get out when your done" she mumbled scarcely audible as she turned away from him and looked towards the mirror, turning on the tap quickly she looked at her self and stared at her sickly face, all the redness she often had in her cheeks gone. Letting the water from the tap run for a moment she ran her hands over her face and breath out slowly and closed her eyes, trying as hard as she could to keep the sick from coming up her throat. She stopped frozen when she felt two strong hands grab tightly on her waist and pulling her flat against a stripped chest. "I thought you would be taking jack to your mothers party" his voice was graspy in her ear, as she felt his hot breath tingling her neck.
"im not taking anyone" she mumbled opening her eyes slowly and looking at Chase threw the mirror sternly. She really didn't want to go tonight, and this was another perfect reason she didn't want to step foot outside her room.
"your taking Tyler" his voice grew louder as he grip on her body tighten. He rubbed his face softly on her neck as her sweet perfume invaded his senses.
"no he's just giving me a ride" she bit her lip and tried to pull away from him.
"I told you to stay away from him until I told you otherwise" he growled into her ear, pulling her fighting body aggressively against his. Chase watch her threw the mirror, a small smirk appearing on his face as hers turned to horror at the feel of his hands slide from her waist and on to her flat belly, rubbing slightly. "why don't we stay in tonight Beth?"
She gagged at his words, as she lent faintly on to the counter, feeling his blood ooze from his still vaguely open wounds and soak into the back of her dress, "your still bleeding" she barely got it out before she placed her hands over her mouth. She had to try and get out of there as fast as she could. The smell and his feel was making her go dizzy. Any longer in this small room and she would faint, she could feel it.
"just a lucky shot Caleb" he mumbled. Pushing himself away from the girl he had been holding and glanced at the dark stains on her royal blue dress before looking down at his bleeding stomach. "give me a towel" he order, not bothering to look back up to her quivering body before grabbing the offered towel roughly from her grasp and pushed it on his cuts hard.
Izzy looked at him as he stumbled back to his seat, deep disgust sparking in her chest as she thought about how weak he was. He couldn't do anything to her right now, he couldn't even use his powers against her, they were too busy trying to fix the mess he has got himself in to. as much as she wanted to run, to escape and not look back, she knew that he would be behind her. at first in the distance somewhere, but like he had told her. he could heal quickly and sooner rather then later she would suddenly see him in front of her. Sighing heavily at the thought of never being able to be rid of this nightmare, she threw another towel at him. Replacing the now wrecked bloody stained one he was holding. "as soon as your able to, your need to get out of here" she stammered moving towards her bedroom and leaving him alone closing the door behind her.
Izzy pulled her stained dress over her head and threw it angrily across the room. So much for being ready. "you should differently go like that" she spun round at his voice and scowled at him. "ever heard of knocking Tyler?" she asked, not bother to try and cover up her half naked body and moved slowly towards her wardrobe ignoring the looks Tyler was giving her. she gave a loud childish sign as she looked at her clothes. Would her mother really mind that much of she just wore jeans? At the end of the day she wasn't the child they all spent their time talking about.
Tyler glanced at the dress that was throw in the bin next to him and noticed with sudden interest the red deep marks on the back of the dress, eyeing the back of Izzy carefully he grabbed the silk material and examined it closer, it was defiantly blood, And a lot of it. Looking back over to her he noticed her back was free of any scratches, or indeed any marks at all. Whatever the reason for the blood to be on her dress wasn't on her now, taking a quick glance around her room he felt his stomach tighten. Taking a deep breath he looked to were Izzy was standing and made sure there was no evidence of any marks. remembering what she had told them about Chase always covering up his work after he had finished beating her, Tyler made his way quickly towards her. Not stopping until he wrapped his arms protectively around her, if he could help it, Chase would not be getting his hands on her again tonight. "you should wear that one" he said loudly keeping one hand on her bare skin and grabbing a simple black dress from its hanger.