characters: Elle and OTA setting: Beach summary: Appearing in Belore rating/warnings: High. status: Ongoing
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With a whimper, her life was over or so she thought. Elle would never know why he did it. She would never know when the last few hours turned into a lie for him. Her Gabriel died for her and now she was dying for Sylar, the asshole! She wasn’t sure what to expect, she didn’t really believe in God. If she did, Elle would know she was going to hell. However, when she came to on the beach, Elle thought this might be a trick for where was Sylar?
Leaned up with a groan for her body hurt, her soul hurt, Elle was broken. How could he do that to her? The lies, where they all lies? Did he tell her the truth at some point in time or was Elle just another victim? Why did she fall for him? She already knew that answer for she had fallen for him from the start. Elle liked him when he was Gabriel and then she loved him as he forgave her, healed her, and saved her life. Now she hated him as she reached up and touched her forehead, the cut was there halfway across her forehead, the blood trickling down her face, just like last time. Maybe he didn’t kill her? Did she discharge again? She looked around to see if he was laid out anywhere and what she found was nothing but sand.
She moved to sit up, blinked to her surroundings for this was very odd and now the blood was running down her face. She looked around in amazement and reached in the shirt pocket to get her phone, which was gone. “You have got to be kidding me!” she growled in disbelief for he took her phone! “GABRIEL!” she called out very hatefully as she moved to stand, but she wobbled slightly due to her wound in her leg.
“This is not my day!” she muttered as she fell right back into the sand with a loud grunt. Smearing the blood on her face, Elle closed her eyes for a moment, feeling woozy, but than she took in a deep breath, screamed, "HELLO!"