Supernatural Love, Sophere P. [the alpha prince and his bride full story free .txt] 📗

baggage. He could have at least broken it off with her appropriately. As if she was the kind to break down and have a fit right at the scene, if he did. She wouldn’t have made a scene or taken it in a harmful way. She would’ve respected his wishes. She would have…

 

A knock came at the door…

“Hurry up missy,” dane yelled on the other side of the door. “And turn that music down!”

 

“Okay!” she yelled back. Realizing the music was sort of loud,she turned it down and went back to her closet. Deciding it was best not to think at the moment, she grabbed some washed out light denim jeans and a black long-sleeve fitted shirt. She always had a thing for round neck shirts. “V-necks are for those who have cleavage” she muttered. She thought back to the blonde haired female who was straddled upon Elijah lap. She had enough cleavage to share with her and three other females.

Hearing Dane beep his horn made her quickly strip out her clothes from last night and dress in her clothes. Indecisive of how she should do her hair, she grabbed her gray beanie off the top of her mirror and placed it on her head accordingly. Grabbing her black waist leather interior jacket with an attached grey hoodie in the inside, she shrugged it on and buttoned it up, ready to leave. Picking up her back back that sat next to the door, she yelled out the window at dane informing him that she was on her way down. turning off her lights,she almost left out after looking down at her socks. Laughing she took out her converse and slipped them on. Running full speed down the hall and the stairs, she heard dane yelling for her to come on and other remarks about her being the slowest person ever. Grabbing her keys off the nearby table she locked up the house.

 

Just when she was walking down the stairs. there came a screeching sound of tires being dragged against the pavement, hitting the curb. Dane got out the car, looking around to see who was it pulling a fast & furious action, trying to show off before killing  their self. “The hell!” he murmured under his breath.

 

 

Chapter 8

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Chapter 8

It was Elijah who was driving so reckless. He had to explain to isadore that what she seen wasn’t what she thought.

 

Parking the car off the curb, he turned off the engine, taking his key out. Sitting back in the seat, he ran his hands down his face. Things couldn’t be left unsaid in the way that it ended. Knowing isadore, she is so stubborn but he’d risk the chance in trying. Shit, he might just force her to listen.

 

He inhaled deeply, pulling open the door and hopping out. After all, if she loved him the way he love her then she should. stashing his keys in his back pocket, he made his way around the other side, walking up the pathway that lead to Isadore’s house. But then again if he were to be in her shoes, he’d probably rip the guy’s damn face off.

 

Balling his hands into fists at his sides, game face on and shoulders straight, he continued to make his way along the rest of the way. But stopping in the middle of his tracks by Dane.

 

Aww shit! Elijah thought to himself. Just great! Now her brother wants to rip his damn head off.

 

Dane walked up to elijah until they almost were bumping heads. “Can I help you?” He was now staring at Elijah in a way that said he wanted to do more than just ask what he wanted.

 

Elijah maintained a serious face as he looked past dane right to isadore, who was staring straight at him as if she was the deer who was caught in the headlights. moments from being hit by a freight truck. Bringing his attention back on the only obstacle that was blocking him from isadore, he cleared his throat. “I came to see your sister.”

 

Dane only stared at him in pure silence, analyzing him. But it was hopeless, elijah’s face was just unreadable. “Why should I let you?”

 

“Because..I-” But he was cut off by a palm held up to his face. The fuck, elijah muttered. stepping back a little.

 

“eeeeh! wrong answer homeboy.” with a nasty frown upon his face, he looked back at isadore then turned back to elijah. “Were you at that party last night?!” his voice started to rise, his features hardening.

 

Isadore was still on the steps, listening and staring at elijah. But when she sensed that things were about to go wrong, she hurried down the steps, stepping between elijah and dane. Looking up at Dane she shook her head. “it wasn’t him!” holding up her hands. “stop, it wasn’t him!”

 

Danes features then soften and a small smile came across his face. “oh! then hey, my dude.” he extended a hand in elijah direction. as if things didn’t just get ugly between them.

 

Elijah just stood there, looking down at his hand then back into dane eyes. To see if this wasn’t some sort of trick.

Dane pressed on, with a sly grin. “My apologies, I assumed you were the guy that laid hands upon my sister.”

 

Elijah’s eyes grew wide in alarm. Staring down at isadore, he unclenched his fists letting them go to his sides. His brows were now furrowed in anger that was building up inside him.

 

Isadore slowly turned her back to her brother, staring up at elijah. The side of her face carried a dark purple bruise and her jaw seemed as if it had been slammed against something hard and swollen up the size of a jawbreaker. His heart dropped and began beating faster than it was suppose to be. How could he have missed this when he seen her at the party last night. Was it there then or did it take time to get so bad.

 

A sound of a car backing up and driving off down the street interrupted his thoughts. Isadore was still staring at him.

 

Crouching down, he tried to touch her face but she only backed away turning her back to him. “Don’t, eli” her voice was soft and low.

frowning, he grabbed her arm but to only cause isadore to hiss in pain. Reaching for his hand that was latched around her arm, she cried to be released. “STOP!”

 

Elijah couldn’t believe the way she was acting towards him. His heart was breaking even more. She didn’t want anything to do with him and it’s all because of a big misunderstanding.

 

Isadore began to walk down the street. Since dane forgot all about taking her to school. She was still holding the upper part of her arm. head ducked under her hoodie, she proceeded down the sidewalk.

 

Elijah was running to catch up with her. amazing how small her legs were, that she could walk so fast. He grabbed her arm again spinning her around. He was going to get his story across, so what if she was hurt. But it’s only because of what she thought and not what really went down. Isadore was now bent over, her arm hanging loosely at her side, she was sobbing little sobs.

 

Elijah didn’t know what was going on, he didn’t know what to do.

 

He carefully picked her up by her sides trying to look her in the face.“Isadore what’s the matter baby. Why you acting like this?”

 

isadore only continued to cry, her cries getting louder.

 

He felt her arm shaking vigorously and profusely against him. Setting her down, he rolled up her jacket sleeves discovering a huge red and purple bruise circling her upper arm down to her elbow. That instantly drove him crazy. She couldn’t go to school in pain like this.

 

Gradually picking her up in his arms, holding her close to his chest, he quickly made it back to her house. Fishing her keys out her pockets, he allowed himself inside right along with her in his hands. Setting the keys on the coffee table, he sat her on the couch, stripping her of her jacket and hoodie. Making his way into the hall, he grabbed a spare towel out the bathroom closet, wetting it.

 

He couldn’t believe what he just seen. Who in the hell would hit her. Isadore of all people. She was so sweet, so loving...She kept to herself and didn’t fuck with people. She didn’t deserve to be treated like so…

 

The sound of glass went echoing through the house as elijah smashed his fist into the glass mirror, straight into the wall. Wall plaster went bursting in the air as glass fell into the sink. blood went dripping down his hand to his arm, but he couldn’t feel anything but anger.

 

Looking up at the ceiling, he inhaled deeply holding his breath for several minutes before exhaling slowly. Now he’s going to have to explain why there’s a big ass hole in the glass mirror and wall. Grabbing a big towel, he threw it over the mirror and made his way out the bathroom to go check on isadore.

 

She was silent as he made his way over, sitting beside her.

 

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