Chapter Thirteen
"They're gonna find us," said Elvira.
"Not yet," I said.
"So what? They can't kill us," said Elijah.
"Yeah but they can make us miserable or use us as test subjects," said Elvira.
"Let's just forget about it for now until something happens okay?" I said.
Everyone nodded.
"Well Melanie, going outside for a few minutes did help us feel better," said Josiah to me.
"That's good," I said back.
"Um…do you think that we could, maybe go on a date again?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure," I said.
I didn't realize that Elijah was listening to what we were saying, so when I went back to my room, Elijah jumped out behind a wall and startled me.
"So, a date with my brother eh?" he asked.
I shrugged.
"Well what about me?" he asked.
"Um…you can ask," I said.
He half smiled.
"I know you like him more," he said.
"N…No, I like you both," I said.
"Yeah, you might like us both but he's your favorite," he said.
"Not necessarily," I said.
I didn't want to hurt Elijah's feelings. But I could tell that his temper was rising and I really did like Josiah more.
"Well, you can lie all you want, but I know the truth. Well, Josiah might have a better personality than me, but I'm better looking," he said.
Oh jeez. This was gonna be just great.
"Don't you agree, Melanie? Josiah cannot beat my hotness right?" he asked.
I was officially creeped out.
"Um…" is all I could say.
Josiah heard us talking and walked over to us.
"Elijah, you need to seriously grow up and stay away from Melanie," he said.
I saw Elijah's face turn red in anger.
Josiah put his arm around me and we walked away.
In the distance, I heard Elijah cussing and screaming at himself.
"He has extreme temper issues. The reason Melathiah never let us go outside of here is because the last time he took us, Elijah lost his temper with a person selling bread on the streets and he killed him," said Josiah.
Elijah killed a man. Very pleasant.
"This is why he has to stay away from you, Melanie. I know you're immortal, but you can still get hurt. Immortality doesn't prevent wounds, only death. We all have scars on us from battling. A few of us have scars from Elijah. I'm telling you, Melanie, you cannot trust him. He's dangerous and-" Josiah was cut off and immediately away from my side.
It took me a second to realize what had happened and to turn around to see what was going on.
Elijah grabbed Josiah and threw him on the ground.
"You always ruin everything! If it hasn't occurred to you yet, I hate you, Josiah. Hate is a strong word I know, but I really hate you! You always get whatever you want. You always get the girl, you always got the Master's compliments while he tells me 'I need to try harder'. You were always beating me at everything, even without showing off you make someone feel like total crap. I hate you. One day your glory will go away, and when that day comes, my turn is here," said Elijah, speaking through his teeth.
As soon as Josiah finally got up, he tried to say something to Elijah but, Elijah kicked him hard in the stomach and he flew across the room.
"You can't beat me now, brother," said Elijah, smiling evilly.
Josiah's back slammed against the cave wall, shaking the cave.
"You can't…win," said Josiah, in pain.
Josiah coughed up a pile of blood.
I couldn't let this go on, and for some reason out of instinct, I grabbed the necklace I was wearing.
And for some reason, I had a sudden adrenaline rush and I felt stronger.
I let go of the necklace and noticed that the stone on it turned black.
It was supposed to be red.
"What the Hell…?" I questioned.
I noticed Elijah was walking quickly over to Josiah.
I knew then, I had to do something.
I ran over to Elijah and got in the way of his path.
When he finally reached me, he just stood there, staring at me, for several seconds.
Then he spoke.
"Move, now," he said slowly.
I looked up at him.
He didn't scare me.
"No," I said back.
He didn't like that answer.
"Fine," he said.
He was about to grab my arm, but I grabbed his instead.
He struggled to get loose, but I grabbed his other arm as well.
"What the…?" he questioned.
He looked at me in anger and concern.
"Leave…him…alone," I said slowly through my teeth.
"And why should I?" he asked.
The war was on.
I lifted both his arms into the air and twisted them until I heard a loud crack noise.