The Elementals #1 by Kiki XoXo (best books to read for knowledge .TXT) 📕

"I think you know why." I reply, "How do I get you out of here?" I ask, nad now he sighs. "What?" I ask, wishing there was some kind of light in  here, ther isn't even a torch!

"You can't. Only the king or queen can let me out. It has something to do with their magic." He sighs. "Lyra, even if I don't want you to to, you should leave. I get the feeling you broke out of your hospital room, and that you need to go tell your parent's you're okay." He says.  I sigh in agreement. "Lyra, you must go. Don't worry I'll be out soon." he says.

"Will you be able to stay? I mean, I still need a doctor to look at my head." I say. He chuckles. Pulling his hand away from me. My cheek burns for a second longer and then I miss his touch. Saying goodbye, I head to the door that isn't locked anymore. "Did you lock me in here?" I ask real quick.

"No, the walls and bars and locks, all control themselves. Along with the King and Queen of course." He says. 

"So the room locked me in here... so we could talk." I say, and he doesn't reply. I'm right.  With out another word I leave. My heart still pounding. I take my way out, and once I'm back by the kitchen door. I lean against the wall, smilling like an idiot! I promised him I would find my parents, so I get up and walk towards the way I came. Walking back into the room, I notice no one else in here so I look at myself in the mirror. I'm blushing horribly and I'm jumpy and jittery! Damn that doctor!  Holy shit! I'm his partner, we are bonded! I was right, but why was he giving me the cold shoulder. I'm going to have to ask. I bet he was trying to deny it, or something. He couldn't and neither could I. Which I don't mind. 

"Lyra." Sebastien says behind me, and I jump. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." He says, and I realize I'm still blushing. It's not for you Sebastien. I tell myself. I turn and face him. He is smack in the face of dark hair and smiles. Okay, now part of my blush might be from him.  We chat about what happened, and I explain what all happened with 'Melanie' even though it wasn't Melanie. I decided I would keep telling people it was her and that girl Tatum warned me about. But wasn't Sebastien there when Tatum first told me?  I wait to see if he questions me about it. Although Melanie is a girl, so maybe he thinks it was her Tatum was talking about! 

"I'm fine I swear. I fought her off pretty good, for not trying to kill her." I sigh, lightly laughing. Even though it isn't funny. "I only had a lot of blood loss." I joke, reminding me of Dr. Drake. I wonder how long he is going to locked up for?

"You know I was really worried." Sebastien whispers, and I'm pretty sure I know whats coming next. "It was so weird. I seen the broken window, and when I got there I seen some guards dragging Dr. Drake's body from the room. He was like rabid, crazy." I rub my forehead and let out a breath. It was really hard on him.  I'll have to make it up to him some how. Although that wasn't what I thought he was going to say.  "Your blood was everywhere, you looked dead."  He continues and now he is going where I thought he would. 

"That must've been hard, I'm sorry." I say looking at the ground.

"You think?" He says, in a rhetorical way. Then his hand grabs my chin forcing me to look at him. "Lyra, I lost you once. Please, I don't want to lose you again." He says moving in closer and closer. What about Dr. Drake!??  I move back.

"Sebastien," I whisper. " I can't. If my parent's find out, I could get in a heep of trouble." I say, leaving out Dr. Drake.

"I thought we talked about this."  He says, grabbing my elbows.  I don't know what to say, I do like him, but Dr. Drake! "Lyra? What has changed?" He asks, not letting go of me.  Oh shit.

"Nothing. . . " I say, I can't tell anyone about Dr. Drake, unless he says I can. I don't know if I will tell people even if he says I can.  " I just don't want to get on my parents bad side." I say. He sighs.  "Sebastien, I . . ." I say, what else can I say?

"You're parent's are coming between us again." He sighs, letting go.  He turns to leave the room.

"Sebsatien!' I say, but he doesn't stop, he keeps going. Then he is gone. I growl grabbing the pillow of th bed and throwing it on the ground. I stomp on it, and kick it. Why? Why? Why? Tomorrow I'm going to training center and taking out my anger. Which has been building sense earlier today when I was getting my ass beat by some random chick!  Grabbing te pillow I tear it in half and throw it on the ground, and then leave the hospital room. I was in such a good mood, and now I'm not!  Taking a left to go the kitchen for food, I round the cornner and then go back. Chaston and Chase are there.  I peek around.  They are whispering and I can't hear what they're saying. I feel a light wind and I look down the hall. Then there are arms on each side of me traping me against the wall.

"Holy shit!" I whisper, "Elijah?" I gasp, he was just locked up though. "Who let you out?" I ask, not touching him. I get the feeling this is some kind of joke or prank.

"It's me, right after you left they let me out. I of course cleaned up, but I thought I should come and find you." He smiled at me. I'm turning red, and I want to just stand on my tip toes and kiss him!  "Lyra, quiet thinking." He says, and I call myself  a retard and idiot over and over again, he laughs at me.

"Hey, I told you it isn't fair that you can read my thoughts and I can't read yours!" I point my finger at him, and put it. We both laugh. Then I remember the other two just a couple feet away from us. Oh shit.

"You just pointed at me." He laughs, and I join in.

"What's so funny?"  Chase asks peeking around the cornner. Elijah backs away from me, and my smile fades. Damn. 

"Nothing I said something funny." Dr. Drake says.  "Anyways, Lyra remember your appointment tonight at 6:00." Dr. Drake says, and then he walks away. I watch him as he goes, and I can't help but smile.

"What was that?" Chaston asks, appearing.

"What's going on between you two?" I ask, and they shut their mouths. I smile a little evily and walk away.

 Pacing through out my hospital room, I chew my own ass. I shouldn't have said that to Chaston and Chase. I was just mad because they interupted  Dr. Drake and me.  Great, so in the past 30 minutes I have pissed off three friends. First Sebastien, and now Chaston and Chase. Why is my life so complicated? I mean, hey I found my family! I love that, and I'm so happy I'm home. But if my life is going to go on like this I get the feeling I wont be happy here. Other then Dr. Drake, but maybe not even with him! I don't know what's going to happen! Maybe he wants to talk to me about seeing if there is  a way to break the bond! Maybe he can't stand me, and it's only the bond holding him to me! I go to grab the pillow to scream in it, but it is not there.  I sigh, looking at the ground. I forgot I came in here and beat the shit out of it. Now it's everywhere all over the floor.  I look out the window,  maybe some fresh air will do me good. I can't open the window, I twist the lock, to unlock it but nothing happens. turning away from the window I leave the room. It was a hospital room, no wonder the window didn't open, what if someone in the was suicidal, they wouldn't want to have them jump.

Finding an exit, I run down the stairs breathing in the air. Yeah, it didn't help. I'm still raging with anger, and I don't know what from. Well, I guess it could be from getting my ass kicked, and pissing off my friends. But I feel murderous, and strong. I shake out my arms, looking at my hands and flexing my fingers. What's up? It's like early, when I said the rude thing to Chaston and Chase, it just came out in anger. I didn't apoligize, I didn't say anything else I just walked away. Why did I do that? That's not like me. Mumble a swear word to myself, I kick over a flower pot. Then I almost scream, because the pot broke. I head back inside, writhing in anger.

I wonder what the study looks like? How will I find it? I will. Follow the scent, of men. I assume there was a lot of them in there. Eventually I do find the study, it's untouched! It looks just like it did before I passed out, the only difference I'm not lying in a puddle of blood. They haven't started cleaning yet? I wonder why. Walking over to the still broken window, I peek down, it s couple stories drop. The couch flipped over, and knocked over end table and blanket rack.  The pile of books from when Tatum sent the girl flying into the shelf. The burnt pillow, and thrown glass shards. I look at the fire, she kept talking about the fire. She also knew how to control fire. She put out the fire in the fire place, and started a fire on the pillow. What in the hell was she?  I kick the broken lamp shade on the ground, and it roles for a second. She also said Tatum was engaged. To who? He never mention it to me. What's up with people getting engaged at young ages! Arranged marriages, I grumble in disgust. Thankfully I'm not engaged anymore. I haven't even seen Frederick, for awhile! I haven't seen anyone for a while until today. Well, I guess that is a lie.  Getting  a better look at the fire place, I see something that isn't wood. It's a burnt plant of some sort. I take a smell, and feel drowsy imediately. I stand up away from the pit. Glaring and trying to get the smell out of my system.

She drugged me.

I grab the plant, and leave the room. I need somewhere private, so I can talk to someone! The garden, there is so much of it that we'll never