The Elementals #2 by Kiki XoXo (books for new readers .txt) 📕

"I will." I reply finally.  "We should get some sleep." I say, and he nods. Fixing the blankets again, we lay looking at each other chatting quietly. He is trying to get my mind off my nightmare. 

"Lyra?" He asks a couple minutes after our conversation died out. I nod with my eyes closed. Half awake. "Good night." He whispers, and I feel his lips on my forehead again. I smile, and nod back.  Dozing off again.

***

I sit up, pushing the blankets off of me I also push Thayer off the bed. He wakes up and we have a quick chat about breakfast and packing, then he leaves my room. I leave as well heading straight to breakfast, I'll shower after. Grabbing my plate of toast and eggs, I sit at the dinning table alone, chowing down on the toast and eggs. Giving my plate back to the cooks and thanking them for the meal, I head back to my room, I shower and change into jean capris and a tank top. Now it's time to pack.  Pulling out a small duffle back from under my bed, I grab a pair of pj's and a pair of clothes for tomorrow. Then I throw in deoderant, and a body spray.

"Where you going?" Tatum asks, appearing on my bed. He picks up my deoderrant from digging in the duffle, then tosses it back in. I smile saying goodmorning, he is always so nosey. I get the feeling it's because I'm getting married... and not to him. He says he is over me, or working on getting over me, but I can never be to sure.

"Thayer is taking me to some cottage house for the night." I say stuffing in a sweatshirt and sweatpants ust in case it's a cold night.  I sit on the bed next to him, catching his look of wonder. "No, why does everyone think that?" I mumble rubbing my eyes, and getting rid of the last bit of tiredness. He chuckles, but doesn't saying any more on the subject of tonight. Still thinkig about if though, I hope Thayer didn't have any plans like that.  He told his mother and me he didn't... but how knows.

"So you heard from your family?" Tatums gets up from the bed, walking around my room.

"Nope." I sigh, glancing at my desk where the unopened letter is. Normally it's under a bunch of stuff but right now it's out in th open. More likely for him to see it.

"Huh.." He sigh looking out the window, I keep looking at the letter on the desk. He is standing only two feet from it. There isn't really anything he can do about it, but I have been lying to him about it now for the past three weeks.  I also wouldn't know how to explain why I don't want to open it!  I guess I just don't want to hear about how happy they all are. which is horrible of me because I am happy so I shouldn't be jealous. "So... you haven't heard from anybody? Not even Eli-"

"No." I spit. "He is the last person I would expect to her from." I growl, sturning towards him. He is now holding the letter. "Ugh.." I lay back on my bed.

"It's from you're parents why haven't you opened it?" he sits, and I listen as he opens the letter. "Dear Lyra," he clears his throat.  "We're so happy you have made it to Caswan safely. We are also happy to hear that you getting along great their with the West family. It's different not having you with us again, but we know youre safe! The timing on your departure though was quite sudden, and we hope you and Thayer aren't rushing anything. Things here are going fine, nothing bad other then maybe Mr. Holt being bed ridden with some  illness. You must come and vis-"

"That's enough." I say, finally taking the letter from him. Putting it back on my desk, I rub my forehead. They're all fine, and they don't need me. "You can go now." I say, telling him he has over stayed his welcome. 

"I'll just go talk to Thayer then... see what he thinks about all of this." He stands now too. I role my eyes, I'm happy that Thayer and him get along, but right now Tatum is trying to start drama. 

"Why can't you just mind your own business?" I say as he leaves my room, and goes next door. I role my eyes, now Thayer and I are going to have a long talk about this now. I wait or one of them or both of them to come into my room as I finish packing. Brushing through my hair and putting it up in a ballerina bun, I lay on bed reading a magazine. Flippig through ads and gossip I go right to the fashion pages, looking at what some of the biggest stars are wearing.

"Hey you ready to go?" Thayer peeks his head in. I get up grabbing my bag, and head out with him.  "We have to get there on horse back if you don't mind." He says, as we make our way outside. 

"I don't care, I'm sure it'll be fun." I smile slighty, didn't Tatum say anything to him? Maybe he wants to wait to talk to me until we get there first. Getting Rush saddled up and ready to go, I feed him an apple before we leave. Following Thayer and Odin ... yes his horse's name is Odin from Thor. Walking through trail after trail I wonder how he remembers where to go, I'm already lost! 

We pop  out of the trees, and I see a grand view of a lake and beautiful small cottage. The lake is small, and has a small dock with a canoe I think hooked to it. There is a huge tree that has a homemade swing hanging from it, and a fire pit area. Wow, this place is perfect! Sliding off Rush, and give him another apple and lead him over to the small horse barn there is. Throwing my bag on the deck, I walk down to the lake, and out on the dock. 

"It's beautiful." I speak, as Thayer comes to stand next to me. 

"Well we're gonn abe here for only a night lets make the most of it." He replies, and I nod. He pulls his shirt of and runs off the edge! He had it swim trunks on, and I didn't even notice.  "You coming in?" he pops up out of the water. 

"Yes, just wait!" I smile running back up to the cottage, I grab my bag and run inside finding a bathroom and changing into my bathing suit.  I come out with two towels, and then run off the dock jumping and splashing him.

"How about we tell ghost stories!" I elbow him, while roasting my marshmellow. "It's the perfect night for it. We're sittig be a fire, next to a lake... all alone in the middle of know where some what." I get more and more excited. 

"How about not." He elbows me back, biting into his smore. 

"Okay... so it was a cold snowy night, and Polly was walkin-"

"Polly?" He asks. 

"Shut up and listen!" I say pulling my marshmellow away from the fire. I eat it with out the  graham cracker and chocolate, I like just plain burnt marshmellows. "Poll was walking home, trying to call her roomate to tell her she was on her way. But she never answered the phone, so Polly texted her instead. There was never a reply, and Polly made it home with out any problems. Unlocking the door to their apartment, Polly went inside laying her keys on the table, and taking off her shoes. Going straight to her room not wanting to wake up her roomate, she gets ready for bed. Before she lays down though she goes out to the kitchen to get some water." I pause getting another marshmellow ready. I glance at Thayer who looks, bored yet intrigued. "As she walks back down the hall to her room, she notices the her roomates bedroom door is open now. It wasn't before. She peeks inside, seeing a lump laying on the bed under the blankets. Then out of know where a sink turns on in  the house. She turns going into the bathroom. It's door was closed. She turns the light on and see's that some one was washing there hands. There is red mixed with the water in the sink. She doesn't touch it thinking it's some prank from her roomate. Going back to her room, she lays down in hr bed. Looking at the cieling She see writing. Messy and runny writing. Sitting up so she can read it bet-"

"Yup I think that's enough." Thayer interupts, putting together another smore.  "I actually want to sleep tonight." He informs me and I giggle. 

"Oh come on... it's not that scary I promise!" I say, and he sigh. "Okay.. now where was I..? OH, yes. Okay. So Polly is trying to read the writing when some of it drips off the cieling and drips down onto her bed spread. It's red. Getting out of bed Polly turns on her bedroom light reading the creepy writing, "Come join my collection." Marching down the hall to her roomates room, mad at her for taking the prank that far, she flips the light on. But what she isn't her roomate sleeping in her bed. She see bits and pieces of her all over the floor.  A leg here an ear there. Screaming she turns running directly into another body. It was hard as a stone, and it knocked her off her feet. Looking up at the body she see, the missing pieces of her roommate, sewwed other pieces ofother people! She backs away, unable to even scream now. Out from behind the body peeks, a dark figure bright yellow eyes. She doesn't see a nose or a mouth just eyes and black. But Polly hears.."Come join my collection." whispered over and over as the figure plays a puppeteer draging the newest part of it's collection towards her."

"Really dolls!" He roles his eyes at me. I smile, at him eating my perfectly golden marshmellow.

"It wasn't a doll... it was a puppet." I smirk, "You're turn." I say reaching behind me and grabbing a can of Rootbeer.  "And I wont interupt you either." I add. and he roles his eyes again.

"Fine, I know one good one." He clears his throat, rubbing his hands together. "Cloe was sleeping in her bed like she normally does every night. She always slept good knowing her dog Spot was under her bed protecting her."

"Spot? Seriously?" I do interupt him and he looks at me, I hold up my hands apologizing. 

"Well one night while her parents were away, and it was storming. She was woken up from a loud thunder clap. Reaching her hand down, she feels the reassuring lick from her dog. Feeling better she pulls