Against ElizabethA Chapter by Some Random Person.
I left Haylee at the Cafe on Broadway so that I can help Elizabeth with whatever that shadowy moving when I had left her. I bought her a drink and a pastry so that she won't look too weird. "Do not go anywhere until I return. If someone asks you to move, just say that you're waiting on someone. Or make an excuse. Just don't get up or move from this spot. I'll be back as soon as I can." I said to her, then left, with the door slinging shut with a bell ringing. I ran as fast as I could down the streets and back to the plot of land that we were previously at.
When I got there, there were a bunch of strange homeless hippies on there. They wore brightly colored tye-dye tee shirts, with blue or green bermuda shorts. There were about 4 females and 3 males. 2 of the females and 1 of the males were children-younger than I or Nathan. I ran past them and to the black crime scene bag we previously looked at. It was coldly unzipped and empty. Gertinald's body wasn't there, nor was anyone else's. Where are you Lizzie? I half asked, half sent. Who knows, maybe she'll answer. If Gertinald's not in the bag, then where is he? Was he even dead in the first place?f He probably wasn't dead, just pretending to be dead. But how? he had no pulse or beat of a heart. I know, I felt his neck and wrist and his chest. Nothing was beating. He's a werewolf, but what if he's also something else? He talked with an odd old accent too... Something's different about him. But just what he might be... I just don't know. Does that mean that Elizabeth's different too, since he bit her? So many questions, so little time and answers. Oh, Elizabeth! Where in the world are you? ___*@*___ He just left. Left me in the coffee shop. I couldn't go near the windows, and I can't go anywhere. I was waiting for my brother. Elizabeth better be quick. I hope he finds her and helps her as quickly as possible. I don't want to raise suspision about why I, a 15 year old girl, is sitting in a cafe alone. I hope he comes quickly. It's just a high hope, but a girl can always hope, right? "Do you want anything else?" Asked my waitress. She looked like a blonde girl, about college age. She must be around 24 years old or so. She had on blue metal glasses, and lots of freckles on her rosy red cheeks. She wore eyeshadow too, dark brown to be specific. She had on eyeliner, thickly applied too. She wore her work uniform-like all the staff here. "No thanks. I'll just wait until he comes back," I replied, not sure that he is coming back. She sat down, talking to me. I noticed she had blue eyes too. "Who was that who left you?" "Oh... Yeah, that's my brother. He had some things to take care of before he could come back. Why do you ask?" I told her, not sure of what my last question's answer was going to be. "Oh, I don't know. How old is he?" She asked. Hmmm. I wonder why she's asking so many questions about Elijah? I smell something fishy in this conversation... "Almost 18. Why?" I asked with a sideways look toward her. Still fishy... "Oh..." She hesitated, "Nothing. So how long'll you wait for him?" "I don't know yet. When ever he's done, I guess." I replied. "Oh..." She hesitated, again, but this time looking a bit sadder. " So how old are ya?" Should I reply to her? I mean, she works at this resteraunt, so I guess, but still... "15" replied to her. "Oh, really? "Yes. I have a younger brother too. We're all 3 years apart." I told her. I decided to trust her, even if Elijah said not to say anything to anyone. She seams nice and trustworthy.
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