Love You Seven Times

Sweet Blood

Episode Seven

Elsie's POV

I strode with James on the hospital hallway, I couldn't understand what connection the guy with the mask had to do with my parent's death. I knew he had something to do with Lucy's murder too, I felt there was a connection between the two cases and I had to solve the puzzle.

I sighed as we got to the morgue, James opened the door and we got it, I couldn't believe my parent's bodies were laying right in my front lifeless.

I stood still, I tried to move my legs but they wouldn't move, I was helpless, it was like my head went off my whole body. I couldn't accept the fact that I won't be able to see my parents anymore. I couldn't believe that my parents were gone, just in a blink.

I staggered back but James caught me, I was devastated, it felt like I had no reason to live. My brother, Toby was battling for his life and my parents were gone.

I walked to the bodies and bent between it, I couldn't stop my tears from rolling down, I wanted to shout, I wanted to find the one who did that to my parents and get my revenge immediately.

I looked at my mom and my childhood memories swept through my head, I remembered holding hands with her, I turned to my dad and he wouldn't open his eyes, I wanted him to scold me and spank me like he always does but my dad couldn't.

His eyes were shut and they will never open, my mom's hands were stiff and they will never move.

I fell to the floor and held the stretcher, I couldn't cry, it was like I had no strength in me, I coul only grumble and murmur.

James picked me up and held me close, I wrapped my hands around him as that was what I needed. James hands moved on my back and they felt soothing.

James pulled back, "Come on Elsie, Let's get out of here", he murmured.

We motioned for the door but I turned back, I went to my parents bodies again, "I promise you that I will get my revenge on whoever did this to you", I growled.

I turned back to James and we walked out of the morgue, I stopped at the ICU to see Toby, I was wishing a miracle would happen and Toby would wake up again.

I walked out of the hospital, I knew all I had to do was find the guy with the mask and I would be able to solve the puzzles behind those murders. I knew there was a mystery behind it but no one would believe me.

I saw for myself what the creatures looked like, their eyes and voice were different, I heard the mask guy voice and I was certain that there was something fishy about him. My pains were turning to rage, I wanted unlock the mystery behind the murders as fast as I could.

James helped me to open his car door and I got in. We drove for some minutes and he pulled over at the front of my parents house.

My eyes popped out of their sockets when I stepped out. As a detective, I knew no one would be allowed to go in there for days or months but I forgot and I thought I was coming back to my home which was always filled with excitement and happiness.

I took a step and I couldn't believe the house I used to live in has already turned to a crime scene in a flash, the yellow tape was crossed at the door, I couldn't believe I would have to see that at my parents house.

I fell back and on the car, my heart raced, it felt like a pin was plucked into it. My blood rustled and boiled, I was keen to get my revenge on everyone who has a hand in my parents murder, I knew I had to start with the guy on mask.

James moved closer to me and held my shoulders, "Elsie, you are going to hurt yourself with this", he mumbled.

There was absolutely no reason for me not to hurt myself, I was hurt already, "My parents are gone James and Toby..Toby", I felt a block in my throat.

I heard James sigh, "Elsie, Toby needs you now more than every other time. You have to stand by him", he stated.

I knew he was right, Toby needs me and I will do everything to see him open his beautiful eyes again, "I promised my parents that I will get my revenge", I stated.

"I know you will, but let's get away from here first", James said.

I didn't know where to go, I was only planning to move before my parents death but then I haven't and I had no place to go, "You can just go, I will find a sauna or maybe a hotel", I murmured.

James laughed, "Elsie, you are more like a sister to me, you can come stay in my house", he stated.

I looked into his eyes and once again I was grateful to him, I felt indebted and I didn't want to make him uncomfortable, "No James, I will sort myself", I disagreed.

He pulled me up and opened the door, he helped me sit, "You are going to be staying in my place Elsie", he insisted and closed the door.

I had no choice but to go stay in his house, I had no where to go to began with. I kept looking at him throughout the drive and I remembered how we will all go out with Toby on weekends.

Tears rolled down my cheeks again, my eyes sting from crying, I couldn't explain how I was feeling, sometimes it was pain and then rage. Sometimes I would feel my heart ripping out and then I would hear my blood rustle and boil.

James drove into the garage, he got out and ran to my side to open the door for me.

"Thanks James", I said and smiled.

We stepped into his apartment, it was small but beautiful, the neatly arranged cushions had a pillow on them.

On the right was the kitchen, it was also small but okay for a bachelor like him, it had a big refrigerator. James walked to the refrigerator, he opened it and brought out a bottle of water, he took a cup from the shelf and walked back to me.

"Here", he said, "You should take water first", he added.

I smiled and took it from him, I filled the cup and gulped it down, "Thank you James", I murmured.

James smiled back, "Come, I will show you your room", he stated and I followed him.

We turned into a small corner and he opened a door, "Have a good night rest Elsie", he said and led inside.

"Thank you", I couldn't stop thanking him, it would have been so hard without him.

I switched on the lights, I saw a robe on a stand beside the wardrobe, I picked it up and dropped it on the bed. I pulled off my dress and walked into the bathroom.

I switched on the shower and allowed the water slid down my body, my head ached so bad, I wanted to figure out something, I wanted to think about a way to find the culprits, but I couldn't.

I walked back into the room, I opened the wardrobe and found a nightwear, it was a black silk robe and a nightgown. I put it on and fell on the bed, it was hard to shut my eyes, whenever I do, all I could see was my parents.

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I rose up the next morning with tears in my eyes, I cranked my eyes open and it felt like I was in the middle of nowhere. I stood up and stretched, that was when I realized that I was in James' house.

It felt so different, the bed was at the center of the room and mine back at my parents was placed at one edge.

I walked to the window and pushed it open, I could hear the birds chirping on their trees, they made a melodious sound that felt soothing to the ear.

I walked back to the wardrobe, picked the bathrobe and motioned for the bathroom.

Minutes later, I was out of the room, I wore the same clothes I wore the day before.

I stepped out of the room and I was welcomed with silence, I didn't want to invade James' privacy by going to his room, so I decided to make breakfast, that was the only way I could thank him for helping me.

I walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, I saw some eggs so I decided to make scrambled eggs.

The door sound beeped and James walked in, I had thought he was in his room. He had a shopping bag in his hands, he dropped it on the cushion and ran to me.

"What smells nice in here", he mumbled.

I looked at him with a smile on my face, "Just trying to make breakfast", I responded.

He took his seat on a chair close to me and watched me as I sliced the onions. I could remember the look on Toby's face whenever I make the meals, I could remember his drooling mouth, all I could wish for was for him to open his eyes soon.

I was so lost in thought that I forgot I was slicing the onions, the knife made a cut in my finger, "Ouch", I groaned.

James ran to me, he took my finger in his mouth and suck the blood, I could remember my mom doing that whenever I had a finger cut.

"I will get the first aid box", he said and turned. He took a step and turned back, "Why does your blood tastes so sweet?", he asked.