Ricardo didn't let Ella bombard him with questions. He redirected her attention to the wolf-man floating beside them. "Why don't you send your man off to bed before we have our important chat?" It worked even better than he had expected.
Jason was behind her. She was surprised and didn't challenge Ricardo's statement, but she told herself that there probably wasn't time for such things. Plus, she knew Jason could never be her man. A Vam and a Wolf could never be together in a world like theirs. It was a miracle that Ella found one wolf who didn't care about the war between wolves and vams. Ella didn't know why she was overthinking the whole thing.
They left the main hall of the Onik house and moved to the inner chambers, eventually arriving at a door that seemed as old as the house itself. They opened it to reveal a spacious room with classic interior designs. The room had a white king-size bed, a lamp, a wooden table, chairs, and lots of books. Anyone entering this room would know that only a bookworm maniac could survive in such a book-infested area. There were books on the bed, some on the chairs, and even some lying on the ground, proudly showing their illustrious covers and still intact pages.
Before Ricardo could ask if it was Ella's room they had stepped into, she super-speeded, picking every single book out of sight. He smiled, guessing how embarrassed Ella was to accidentally display her room as a book dumping site. Ella had always kept her room clean and tidy, but on the day she chased after Badu, she had scattered everything in a rush. She had forgotten all about it but now she wanted to redeem her image. Ella was not only a book freak, but sometimes she became a sanitation and hygiene psychopath when she rode the wheels of cleanliness.
After the almost one-minute clean-up exercise, the room seemed to sparkle. Ricardo gently put Jason onto the bed. Ella tucked him in, nicely covering him with blankets. She then asked, "How long is he going to be like this?"
"Maybe a day or two. Once he's well, we will go looking for your dad," Ricardo intentionally said, knowing that Ella was equally worried about her dad, the same way she cared for Jason.
MEANWHILE IN JUDE'S HOUSE…..
Sara spent the day in the care of
her so-called Doctor Jude.
The mighty Jude, man of action,
top bagger and even more accolades
She didn't remember.
She was locked to her bed and was
told by that man that if she
wanted to ease herself, she could
scream his name so he would
unlock and escort her.
She couldn't believe the guts of
this man. He was crazy but she
was also too proud for her own
good. She never called him even
though she got so thirsty that
her throat ached.
She wanted to die so why care.
She was drowning in self-hatred
and constantly asking why she
didn't kick the bucket after the jump.
She was still reliving her trauma
when the door opened.
Jude waited for his patient
to call him overnight but she
didn't. He had cooked some delicious bacon and eggs and even though
there was chance of his patient
refusing the food, he gave her
the most bacon on two plates.
He didn't need to worry whether
or not Sara would eat.
If she decided not to take it in
he would force her and personally
push all the food in her mouth.
He laughed diabolically at his own idea
as he entered her room.
Sara saw the mighty Jude enter her
prison. His hands were at his back and
he wore a smile she didn't like one bit.
She turned her face and relaxed it on
her pillow,trying to ignore his presence
She was expecting him to start
spewing random nonsense but
she instead heard the sound of a plate being put beside her head. She smelt the
familiar scent of bacon and that was
enough to arouse her hunger.
Her belly rumbled and her fangs started
to elongate Her body instantly went
against her own will and she turned to see the tempting spectacle of breakfast in bed.
She beheld neatly cut bacon and
a cup of juice nicely placed on
the plate .She then looked up at the
man who made the meal.
"You made this", She asked. He was about
to answer when she cut him off,"And
who told you I needed food"
She then turned away from him.
Jude couldn't believe this lady, How
could she just repay his hard work
and affection like that. When he
saw her attention was not on him he
got a plan.
Sara felt Jude touch her hair
She whipped her neck and rose to look
at him. He smiled and took his hands back.
She returned to her original posture
just to realize he had put another plate
hear her. She fumed seeing he had
brought two.She moved to confront
him face to face. Jude also did same
and as a result their noses touched.
They were too close.
He backed away a little and spoke,"I brought you two incase you want a second round.
She burst out totally enraged,
"Who said I wanted to eat!,
leave me alone to die."
Jude turned serious all of
a sudden and exclaimed, "What's wrong
with you. You selfish little wolf. You
want to take your life and leave those
who care about you in pain and anguish
He suddenly pulled out a dagger from
behind and continued, "Well if that's
what you really want, then let me
show you how suicide really looks
like."Sara was confused, what did be mean?
He shocked her to the bone when he
put the dagger on his throat.
What the hell was he doing !!!?.
He slit his throat so deep that some of his blood spilled on her face.
Jude bleeding profusely grabbed
bacon and stuffed it into the mouth of a horrified and gaping Sara.
He then staggered backwards and fell to the ground wearing that
classic diabolical smile of his.