Song: When I look at you- Miley Cyrus

I tossed and turned the rest of the night. I'm not sure what time I woke up and peeled my clothes off of me from where I was sweating so much. No sooner than are off, I doze right back off to sleep with all the covers off of me. I wake up to a quite room, all alone and I know sometime in the middle of the night he had came to check on me because the bed sheets are now covering me up. I know Eli is in the other room, where he probably crashed on the couch for the night. I sit up and stretch and then head to the bathroom for a quick shower. When I get out, I wrap the towel around my hair and then one around my body. I open the door and walk into the main part of the suite. As I look over at the couch, there is just a pile of blankets in a heap. In the small kitchen area it is spotless as if he hasn't even been awake this morning. Hell he didn't even fix a pot of coffee. I look around the empty place, taking it all in. I know he hasn't left me because off to the side he has a few his thing on the side table. I then walk over to the balcony just to see because that is where he was the last time I found him however it is also empty.

I walk back in to the room to see if he might have left a note and nothing. I let out a long dreaded sigh. "Great...guess I really messed up this time." I walk back into the kitchen and start up a pot of coffee since that is the only thing to drink besides a bottle of water. All the liquor was already taken out of the mini fridge. I guess he was afraid that I would drink it all this morning or better yet maybe he downed it all last night. I walk over to pick up the menu on the side table and then call downstairs to place an order. If I am going to be here for a while, I might as well eat a little something.

Almost thirty minutes later there is a knock at the door. I walk over and let the server bring in the cart full of food. I thought why not get whatever the hell I wanted and charge it all to the room, Eli's room that is. I'm sure he won't mind. I lift up the tray and the aroma of the hot breakfast filled the room. I pour a cup of coffee and dig in. I feel like I haven't eaten in years. I start to take another piece of bacon when I hear the door open and he comes walking in.

"You ordered breakfast," he says with a slight smile. I watch as his eyes slowly fade into that look of disappointment. "Nice to see you have an appetite this morning," he says sarcastically.

I brush off the attitude. I really don't know if I want to press it this morning with him besides my head throbs of a hangover. "I got extras if you want to eat something. I also made a pot of coffee." I smile widely and walk off to sit back down.

He drops the bags off near the couch and walks to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee. When he returns he sits across from me. I keep looking down at the food and then back up at him. I know I need to tell him that I am sorry for acting the way I did, however I'm not sure he even wants to hear it.

I feel my bottom lip start to quiver as my eyes attempt to water up. I bat the tears away as I look up at him again. "We need to talk."

"Yeah we do," he lets a long exaggerated sigh.

"Eli...I can't promise you anything. My life is just so fucked up. I can't say I will ever have a normal life. I just need answers. My life is just not my life. Like I feel so cheated out of everything...does that even make sense?"

"Vi...have you ever thought that this is the way your life was supposed to turn out."

I think about what Madam Zaydaya had said about my life. "Eli you just don't..."

"Understand...seriously Vi. I get something very tragic happened to you and honestly it was a Godsend that Scarlett was the one that found you that day. Scarlett and Mekhi have given you the best life anyone could ever ask for. Yes they have their secrets and their way of life but you were lucky to have them. Why can't you just see it for what it is?"

I sit across from him taking it all it. Forget eating now, the lump in my throat won't let anything pass through now. I slowly put the fork down on my plate and let my eyes roam over the dishes of food.

"But they knew about the rest of my family and kept them away from me. All these years I could have had time with them. I could have had a real family..."

"Scarlett and Mekhi are your family right along with Atticus, Ashton and Marcus. They have always been there for you Vi. They have done everything for you."

"You're right...that's why I am so fucked up right. They trained me to be like them. Was that the plan all along...show me the ropes to take on the family business one day. They what...needed to show me how to kill someone, how to pick apart the human body to sell off organs, to fucking take a life. Tell me that can't be what I was meant to do with my life?"

"So don't. Fuck it all Vi...you don't want to live with them...don't. You don't want to help run the business...don't. You got to do what the fuck makes you happy. But you tell me something...tell me you don't like it? Tell me you don't get off killing people because I have seen you in the process and I know that look, that fucking desire."

I glare back at him. The thoughts in my head won't shut off. I can visually see each one of them in my hands, me killing them, me taking their life like it was nothing. I can see myself, expressionless like none of it really even mattered but if I dig deep enough into my core...he is so right. A certain part of me does enjoy that feeling. I look away as my eyes water up and then I swallow that lump down before replying back to him. "If she just left me...I wouldn't be this way." I take in a breath, "If she would have let the cops find me or just took me to my grandparents...maybe I wouldn't be the way that I am." I stop and shake my head. "I don't like who I am Eli. I don't like the fact that I enjoy killing others; don't you know how fucked up that is?"

"Actually I do...you think I asked for this life. Why do you think I'm running the business in California? I wanted out. I thought if I helped out with the Clubs that I would get out of killing people."

I raise my eyebrow at that as my teeth gently nibbles on my bottom lip. "But you left me!"

"I didn't want to leave you and I planned on coming back once you were cleared from all your therapies but then I couldn't get over the fact that you wouldn't want to change who you were. Dammit Vi...it's who you are. You will always have that itch to take a life. You put yourself in situations so that you can do it regardless of the outcome. Don't you get it one day you are going to go too far and you are the one that is going to end up fucked up or dead. Hell what if I am not there to save you the next time?"

"I never asked for you to be my savior. Matter of fact...they paid you to watch over me because they too think that I can't take care of myself. And now you think that if I marry you...you will always be there to save me." I wipe the freaking tear that traveled quickly down my cheek. "What if I can't be saved? What if..."

He quickly stands up and comes over towards me and kneels in front me while taking my hands into his. His soft lips brush up against my hands as he kisses them over and over. I start to cry, "You don't want to marry me Eli...I can't change who I am or what I do."

"You will marry me. I am not taking no for an answer. Matter of fact...I need you to get dressed."

"Get dressed? Why....besides I don't even have anything to wear?" I look down at the towel that is still wrapped around my body.

He nods over towards the bags that he had brought in earlier. "Actually that's  what I was out doing. I was hoping to be back before you woke up. I got you something. I want you to go get dressed and then come with me." He stands up and pulls me into standing right up beside him as his arms wrap around my waist. "Go on." He nudges me.

"But..."

"Will you just do what I ask for once?" His eyes beg me not to fight this one request.

"Fine...whatever." I pull away from him and walk over to grab the bags. I don't even bother to take a peak as I walk to the bedroom. I open the bag up only to find a pure white silk dress. The material feels so smooth between my fingers. I undo the towel and let it fall to the floor. I take out the dress and slide it on over my head, letting it gracefully fall against my skin.

I walk into the bathroom and look at the dress. It's cute but very plain. I grab his comb from the sink and comb out my hair and then blow dry the dampness out. I don't have a way of putting it up so I comb it out and let it fall against my back. It would be nice to have a little bit of makeup to help with the dark circles under my eyes but oh well. When I am ready I make my way to the main room.

He is sitting on the couch with his phone up to his ear. When he notices me, he tells whoever on the phone that he has to go. "I will touch base later." He continues to look at me without blinking. "God you are beautiful."

I give him a light shy smile as my hair falls in front of my face and I quickly pull it back behind my ear. In seconds he is standing right in front of me, taking both of my hands into his. He slowly lets go of my hands while moving his hand softly up my arm all the way to my shoulders and then my neck. The warm touch of his hands cup just right under my chin to pull me in for a soft kiss, and I let the shiver run down my spine.

I let my body give into to his touch, wanting him to go just a little farther. Wanting him to just take me right there but he pulls away, stopping himself from going any further. I see it in his eyes, he wants more but for some reason he is stopping. "Are you ready?"

My lip rises on the one corner and I scrunch up my nose at him. "What the hell do you go up your sleeve Mr. Foster?"

"You will just have to come with me to find out."