Finding Harmony Amongst Supernaturals

2.5

Eve’s POV:

“We just want to know your name to know who we are addressing.” Novak says. Was he still digging around in my mind? At this point, I would just like for him to get out of my head. I found it interesting at first that someone might be able to read my mind. However, now, I am concerned about what other information might come to light. I take a deep breath. I guess there really is no point in trying to lie, since Novak could tell.

"Eve." I stated. Enzo looked at Novak for reassurance. Once Novak nodded his head, Enzo hands me the bag which he had already taken his food out of.

"I'm Enzo, Enzo Ellis that is." Enzo replies. I rolled my eyes at his introduction. Did he forget that he is a massive celebrity? I am pretty sure that just about everyone that is around my age is aware of who he is, regardless of if they are a fan of Pariahs' music or not.

"As if I didn't already know that." I tell him. Enzo laughs at my remark. We began to eat. Since we had conversed a little, my nerves have calmed a bit, making it easier to consume something. Honestly, even before we all talked, I was so hungry that I still probably would have eaten. Besides, if they were taking the time to feed me and show me kindness, then perhaps this is an indication that they intended to keep their word and release me soon.

After a short time, we arrived at a massive, fancy hotel. Dang. I am now realizing that I probably should have paid attention to how we got here. That way I could call for help to come get me, or find my way back home. Novak chuckled lowly from up front. Right, he reads minds. If I had to guess, I would say that he just read mine.

I really have to watch what I am thinking about around Novak. So not only do I have to find a way to escape vampires, but I have to figure out a way to keep one of them from reading my mind and seeing when I make up a plan to get away. I wish I was trained on what to do in this situation, but who would know how to teach someone about a situation like this? My self defense classes can only teach so much. Earlier, I tried a few moves on Enzo to get away, but still, here I am.

To my surprise, only Dean, Enzo, and I got out of the vehicle.

"See ya tomorrow guys!" Dean called out as the car pulled off. I looked up at Enzo confused. He gave me a smirk, then grabbed my hand and led me into the hotel.

There it is again, that feeling when we touch. It is a total rush, but at the same time so soothing. The sensation is not so dramatic that it stops you in your tracks, but it definitely does not go unnoticed. Now that I am on my feet walking again, I realize just how tired I truly am.

I had a long shift at work today. Afterwards, I went home to shower, then Jasmine and Victoria picked me up where we waited for hours in a van. I have been going all day. Earlier in the car was the first time that I had eaten anything since breakfast. The fact that my stomach is now satisfied could be a contributing factor in my sleepiness. I involuntarily yawn.

"One sec, let me grab the keys." Enzo called out as he released my hand. He walks over to the woman at the front desk who happily greeted him. "I have a reservation for Enzo Ellis." He said to the quirky woman.

"Ah yes, Mr. Ellis..." She replied. I trailed off, no longer finding interest in the conversation between the two. I peered around at the hotel. There were not many people walking around despite the fact that it is very spacious. There were employees, but they all kept their heads low and moved along quickly. It was like they were used to private matters going on around them and kept their gaze away from the guest unless called upon. The world of rich people is strange..Also, the world of vampires is strange.

My eyes glanced up at Dean, who peered down and smiled at me. It is admittedly a bit hard to plot my escape with Dean standing so close and keeping watch. I momentarily considered screaming, but then I remembered how fast they are. They could have me out of here at a moment's notice, and away from anyone who might try to help me. Not to mention, what if they chose to hurt anyone who witnessed what was going on?

I do not want to risk someone else getting hurt just because of me. I need to play this smart, not only for my own sake, but also for those around me. Novak and Enzo said that they would not harm me, but can I trust their words? They are all strangers to me. Well, they are celebrities, so I know the face that they portray to the public, which is clearly a lie now that it has been revealed that they are vampires.

I truly never saw this coming. How could I? I figured this would just be a fun girls night. I never expected us to even really see the guys, let alone meet them. Yet here we are.

"Got it!" Enzo said as he neared the two of us, moving the key card around between his fingers. He once again grabbed my hand. I did not object though. I am not trying to make a scene. What would he do if I detested his request? I decided that, for now, this was something that I could go along with. At least he is being very gentle with me.

Had this been a human kidnapping me, then I imagine things would be different. At least with another human I stood more of a chance of getting away. Since they are vampires, I am completely unsure of how to get out of this situation. The three of us walked over to the other side of the room to the elevator. As we waited for our lift to make it back to the lobby, I let out another yawn. The doors open and we pile in. Enzo clicks one of the numbers. Soon enough, I felt us moving upward.

"Are you sleepy Eve?" Oh great, was Enzo also a mind reader? Then I realized that my head was pressed against the side of his arm. My eyes were shut. Oh my, how had I not noticed myself dozing off on him?

"Oh, I.. Sorry." I mumbled a bit embarrassed. I tried to pull away from him, but he wrapped his arm around my waist and embraced me. This time my shoulder was against his side.

"No need to apologize." His husky voice called out from above my head. I did not dare look up at him.

*DING*

The elevator rang and opened, which caused me to jump. Enzo chuckled lowly at my reaction.

"Here." He said. Once again, he picked me up bridal style and carried me down the hall. It was oddly calming being in his arms. Why do I feel so at ease with this man? Do we have some kind of real connection or is this some sort of vampire hypnotizing power? Novak has powers, so the others could as well. Who knows what all they were capable of? Dean shook his head as he laughed at us.

"Love birds." Dean comments lowly. We are definitely nothing of the sort. Enzo is a multimillion dollar world famous artist. I am sure he has no interest in the likes of me. There were never many rumors of him and anyone else dating. If there was any gossip, it was quickly debunked by Enzo himself. Not that I am interested in being with this man..at least not anymore. Tonight ceased all fantasies that I would ever have about him or any of the guys in the band, for that matter.

Another yawn escapes my mouth. I am struggling to keep my eyes open as I am so tired and felt so cozy flushed against Enzo. I momentarily gave in, closing my eyes for a moment. When I opened them, we were already in the room. I did not even hear them open the door. It is a huge suite, not that I am surprised. They could surely afford such things. Enzo carried me to one of the rooms and brought me straight to the bed, placing me down gently. I am momentarily afraid of what his intentions are here.

“Try and get some sleep. I promise we can talk more tomorrow. I’ll answer any questions that you have for me then. Dean and I will be out here if you need anything tonight.” Enzo tells me. He looks at me expectantly, awaiting a response.

“Okay.” I say lowly.

“Okay? Good. I’ll see you in the morning then. Goodnight Eve.” Enzo replies. He seems sort of nervous. Honestly, if anyone should be nervous right now, it would be me. For whatever reason, I felt calm. I really hope they are not actually just some killer magicians or something. If they did intend to harm me they probably would have done it already, right?

He clicked on the lamp beside the bed and went to the switch and turned out the overhead light. Enzo stopped at the door and gave me a small smile. I stared at him curiously. He shut the door behind him once he left the room. Was I really about to sleep in here? Should I try to escape now?

After I heard Enzo's footsteps get further away, I got up from the bed and went to the window. I peered downward, noticing just how far down it was. I did not realize that we were up this high. I had not paid any mind to what floor we were on. Another missed opportunity to be more aware of my surroundings.

I sighed, frustrated at both myself and the situation that I had gotten myself in. I looked back at the ground outside. Well, there is no way that I am jumping from up here. I sighed once again as I made my way back to the bed. It is really soft. This must be expensive. I laid down on the mattress and stared up at the ceiling.

I should come up with some sort of plan. How am I going to get away from them? Maybe they will stay true to their word and just let me go. That is a possibility, right? I mean, if they were going to do something bad to me, it was not smart of them to take me to public places.

Someone could have seen me in the drive through at the burger place. People could have noticed me on my way into the hotel. Not to mention there are cameras all around the hotel. Surely their intentions were not to harm me. Perhaps that is just wishful thinking and I am being too naive.

I remember Enzo telling me before he left the room that he would answer my questions. What were my questions? As I sit there gathering my thoughts, I realize that there is a vast quantity of questions in which I wish to ask him. I should write this all down.

Not only will it be hard to remember every question, but I have a feeling I may feel a bit flustered in front of him. I need to have this down while I am not distracted by his presence. This is my first time being alone since I have been, well...abducted. I shake my head at the memory of the alley.

Will Enzo be okay with me asking him about being a vampire? He said that he would answer all of my questions tomorrow. I am taking that as no questions are off limits. I am certainly owed answers. I rose from the mattress and searched the room for any paper and something to write with. There was nothing that I could use in any of the dressers.

There were only menus and a bible. I am guessing bibles do not affect them in a negative way. Is that a small sign that maybe they were not all some evil beings? Maybe not, but I am just trying to reassure myself since I am under the same roof as some of them currently.

Should I add a question to the list asking if bibles like...burn them or something. I’m not sure what all to ask him.. This is exactly why I am making a list and not making these questions up on the spot. Although, knowing myself, I will still probably think of some things to ask on the spot and blurt them out to him later.

Well, it seems that there is absolutely nothing to write with in this room. I could go and find either Enzo or Dean. I would prefer to run into Enzo as apposed to bumping into Dean if I am being honest. Dean had been nice to me since the ride here, but out of all of them, I felt the most comfortable with Enzo. A chill ran up my spine at the thought of him and...his touch. What was that feeling that I got every single time that our skin came into contact?

Even just being around him was so enticing. I have literally never felt anything like that before in my life. It made me feel supernatural. The sensation was just so different that it felt inhuman, but not in a bad way. Being around him certainly did not feel bad. It oddly felt...right. What was it about him that was so alluring? I made a mental note that I would certainly try and work in a question about the, um.. tingle that we get when touching.

My feet carried me to the door. I stopped and took a deep breath before turning the door knob and stepping out into the hall. I stood there quietly listening to see if I heard any voices coming from any direction. I’m not sure if I want to knock on a door to find them. Just then, I heard voices coming from the living room area that we passed coming in. As I get closer, their voices become louder and I can make out some of the words that they are saying. They are talking about a woman.