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Chapter 18 Trouble

I run into the old hospital, Aden right by my side. I view both hallways trying to debate which one to choose. I hear aloud bang coming from the under neath our feet, the basement. I glance over to Aden before finally choosing the right hallway. Our footsteps echo against the old walls, our footing getting louder as we run towards the noise. I turn a sharp corner not even bothering to slow down. There's no choice but to keep running until we find them.

Every second that we waste puts Rebekah in more danger. We finally come to a large steel door that is open after what seemed like hours of running. Aden steps in front of me. He glances at me a look of objection in his bright blue eyes. I push past him, running inside. My eyes instantly meeting Klaus. Where the hell is Elijah and Marcel? This isn't going to be good.

"Come to save your damsel in distress?" Klaus voice is low and cold

Out of the corner of my eyes I see Rebekah, she stares at me and Klaus. She looks like hell, but so does Klaus. I narrow my eyes at Klaus, his question still ringing in my head.

"Do you really think you two could have a happen ending?" Klaus questions with a laugh. "It's Rebekah Elias this love she says she has for you is just a crush."

"Nik." Rebekah calls out.

"What do you plan to do? Run off with each other? I'll give it a year." Klaus whispers his eyes dimming. "She'll get bored with you... and then go find another. That's what she always does."

I can feel my blood start to boil with every word Klaus voices. I clench my fist tight, my knuckles turning pale white. I study Klaus for a minute or two, he's been through hell you can clearly tell by his ripped clothes, the blood that is now dry on his chest. He looks sick, he is sick. Klaus grips a curved looking knife in his right hand, something that catches my full attention.

I ram myself into him not even thinking of a proper plan. He drops the witchy looking knife, it slides a few feet away from us. I restrain Klaus onto the cold concrete floor, my fingers wrapped against his pale neck. Klaus pushes his left hand up against my face, trying to push me away from him but I don't budge. I slam Klaus repeatedly into the cold floor, his body echoing throughout the large room.

I punch him a couple of times before switching back to slamming his body into the floor. Klaus finally manages to shove me off of him. I hit the ground with a loud thump, pain radiating throughout my body. Klaus grabs onto my neck, his knees press on my rib cage, and all I can feel is pain.

Klaus slams his left fist into my face, repeatedly, the pain only getting worst as his punches get heavier. It's my turn to try and get Klaus off of me but its s losing battle I'm not strong enough. I see a grin tug at Klaus's pink lips, his blue eyes shinning with victory. And in that split second I realize Klaus has me right where he wants me. I rest my limp body against the floor, I try to push Klaus off, but nothing happens. I'm to weak.

"Elias... it's such a shame mate," Klaus chuckles, " at least you can finally join your family. You'll be at peace, you weren't strong enough to save them then and your still not strong enough to revenge them now."

As soon as Klaus finishes his victory speech I grip onto his shirt, ripping him off of me. Klaus gets up from the floor, blood running down his face as he looks at me. He continues to smile, I flick my eyes to the corner of the room where he's standing. I curse low under neath my breath, he has the knife.

"Still have a fight left in you... good," Klaus voices, " just like your father."

I eye Aden and Rebekah they just stand there watching us battle it out. I totally forgot they were even here. I run at Klaus but he was waiting for me. He yanks the knife right under my heart, I drop to my knees, not looking at Klaus, he's not getting the satisfaction of me being injured. Rebekah's screams can be heard throughout the room.

Klaus grabs onto my shoulder, wearing a grin fully of victory. He grabs onto the knife yanking if out, our eyes meeting for a split second before he goes to jam it back in. Rebekah screams out a name, but I don't hear it, everything happens to fast for me together on time. I look up, finally realizing what just happen.

Aden stands in front on the blow. The blow that was meant for me. He falls to his feet the knife dripping with blood, as he holds it in his hand. Klaus laughs before Elijah grabs a hold of him, forcing him to the ground. Aden hits the floor with a loud thud, Elijah yells for me to grab the knife. I can feel the anger building up inside of me, my blood boiling as I grip the knife inside of my right hand before plunging it into Klaus heart.

Klaus lets out a bloodcurdling scream as I step back and watch him be put down. Elijah looks at Rebekah, before looking at me.

"Elias," I continue to stare at Klaus.

"Elias," I feel a strong grip on my shoulder causing me to snap out of it.

I move towards Aden. I kneel besides him, watching the blood seep deep into the concrete floor. I catch tears in his blue eyes as he stares me down. I reach out to grab his hand, he grips my hand but it's weak.

"It looks like you got the girl," he laughs weakly, "your dad would be proud of you Elias... for going after what you wanted."

"You need to stop talking, it's making you weaker." I say lowly, causing Aden to grin.

"Us Irish could never keep our mouth shuts." He jokes, " take care of yourself Elias."

"Aden," I whisper, tears falling down my face.

"It doesn't hurt," he croaks, "and besides I finally get to see my family."

I place a kiss on his forehead, tears flowing heavily down my face. "I love you like a brother Elias, you hold onto that."

I nod, as he finally lets go of my hand and he takes his last breath. I stand to my feet, not saying a word.

"Elias," Rebekah whispers,

"Everyone around me gets hurt," I whisper, "I'm cursed."

"Elias," Elijah calls after me.

I walk towards the door not bothering to listen to what they have to say... because at the moment I don't care, I need my space.

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A/N- so... that was a little sad. So sorry for taking a while to update I've just been so busy with stuff. But I took some time to write for my amazing fans! Dedicated to @Ashlinized

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