The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

My boy

My boy “Oh my God!!” Miss Grace cried in horror as the guy rushed for Matt with the blade aimed right for his neck and a wicked smile plastered across his face.

Not even putting much thought into it, Matt jumped in the air, swung his right leg, and slammed his foot into the exact spot he hit first on the guy’s chest, sending him flying off the ground and landing hard on the concrete floor in a heap. “He’s not waking up! Matt, he’s not getting up!!” Miss Grace panicked, turning around with a tear in her eye.

Silently Elijah walked over to the guy, kicked the blade aside, squatted, and placed his fingertip toward his bloodstained nose, feeling the warm air flowing onto his skin and exhaling deeply with relief as he whispered, “He’s still breathing.”

Glancing over at Matt, Elijah met his eyes and said, “Can you get my car key, and wallet from my desk. Let’s take this dude to a hospital,”

It was too early for him to start getting in such serious trouble, and Elijah wanted to prevent that from happening.

Hastily, Matt rushed back into the motel, and Elijah looked at Miss Grace, saying softly, “He’s going to be fine.”

The hold ordeal scared Miss Grace to death and she didn’t speak for a moment. Looking into his eyes, Elijah stared at her quietly and gave a reassuring nod. Finally, Matt came outside with the black leather wallet and key and handed it to Elijah, listening to the guy growling in pain, on the floor. Then he picked him up and tossed him over his shoulder, ignoring the knife on the ground, and walked after Elijah. When they got to the car, Elijah opened the back door, and Matt threw the guy into the back seat.

Silently, Miss Grace watched Elijah and Matt get into the front passenger and driver seats of the car and drove off with the guy. The state of shock that she was in still hadn’t faded yet as her eyes followed them until the black car disappeared around the corner, completely lost in her thoughts.

Finally, when she got over her fright and confusion, she walked back into the motel and saw Peach with James, staring back at her in concern. “Is everything alright, Grace?” James asked, standing up straight. “Who is Elijah?” Miss Grace questioned, her voice wavering slightly as she made eye contact with him.

A sense of worry suddenly washed over James, and he hesitated. His eyes darted behind Peach and towards Miss Grace as he thought of a believable lie.

My boy

to establish himself after hitting rock bottom with the divorce… We all are trying to start over after a series of life crises. I lost my job as a butler, Melina divorce Elijah, Ryan lost his partnership at his law firm…”

of what he used to help

the harsh judgment she suddenly had in her head about Elijah because of

to find a means for the company to kick off… We are all just trying to stand back up after life has crushed us.” Feeling bad about her thoughts now, Miss

appearing in her eyes. “... And Matt….

to know too? Why did that guy want to hurt Elijah so bad?”

the only reasonable explanation she could think that would make any

or Madam Jewel behind it…?” Miss Grace cried, clapping her hand over her

she saw the fear in her mother’s eyes, Peach worried for her, and yet, she knew a part of the truth and willingly decided to not say it. She realized if her mother knew what happened and the violent story she heard, her love for

Matt as they entered the lobby with the guy

someone beat him up, and we are helping him seek treatment…” Elijah lied, handing over the guy to the nurses and looking down at him, seeing anger flare in his eyes. “You guys know him.” “No, we are just helping him not to die.” “Oh!… Well, that’s so kind of you two. Omg, I can’t believe there are still good

face as she looked between Elijah and Matt and then back at the

his injuries, it is clear that

will settle his bill,” Elijah calmly replied, looking at the pain in the guy’s expression. Those words left him completely speechless and shocked because he expected Elijah and Matt to abandon him after every time that had occurred between them. “Are you sure?” A nurse asked again, sounding doubtful. Elijah looked back at the guy and nodded slowly,

away, down the corridor. The nurse that stayed back eyed Matt bruised knuckles and forehead, putting two and two together, and he said, “How did he get beat up, again?” “Well, how should we know?” Elijah casually answered, giving him an annoyed look “Well, then please take a seat in the waiting room, and we will get his paperwork

awfully quiet as they sat on the metal bench,

Elijah, cleared his throat, and began to talk, “Why are we saving him when he

that doesn’t give you the right to abuse it… even if sometimes you are in your right to do so. You should know when to

moment for those words to sink in, but by the time they reached his brain, Matt had a sense of even more respect for Elijah,