Acold day in hell

With the sunlight beaming on his face, Elijah stood outside the motel, hands in his pocket, eyes on the sky.

His head was still swimming from all that had happened recently, his mind still reeling with the fact that he was getting married again, and it kind of scared him just a little bit.

So deep in thought, he didn‘t hear the door open and didn‘t connect with reality until Peach hugged him from the back, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting, her head flat on his back

“Hey,” She said softly, and he could feel the smile forming on her lips even without turning around to look at her. “What are you doing out here?

“Thinking,” Elijah answered truthfully, his voice barely above a whisper as well.

“How much of what Madam Jewel said did you hear yesterday before walking in?”

“A bit,”

Silence followed after his answer as her heart frowned at the thought that he might have been hurt by all the awful words Madam Jewel had spewed.

“Elijah, you don‘t...” Peach trailed off, uncertain where to go from there, her brow furrowed as she tried to find the right words. “...you know you can talk to me about anything, right?”

There was a brief pause and then the vibration of his phone in his pocket interrupted their conversation, causing Elijah to sigh and pull out his phone.

And when he saw Bryan Check‘s name, he drew a deep breath and then answered the call,” What‘s up?”

“Can you join me for lunch?” Bryan‘s voice sounded almost hopeful, but there was also a nervous edge to it. “I got an update, so can you meet me to talk about it.”

“I can,” Elijah replied after a moment of hesitation.

“Great! We can meet up at ‘Hotel Del Rey‘... I spent my night here, so I am waiting for you.”

I am on

fell to her

faint smile graced his features when

that I can talk to you about anything,” Elijah repeated, his thumb brushing against her

down at their connected hands, and mumbled, “That‘s fine... I

minute to process what she had said, but he uttered no word, cupped her cheeks, and

friend at Hotel Del Rey,”

back soon,

laim to explain himself, after all, he made the rules, and a part of her grew slightly hopeful that he might be trusting her just abil. Then

moment the receptionist saw him, unlike the last time, she recognized his importance and smiled when

such a fancy hotel.

turn, feeling a

his face contorted into a snarl, wondering who this man was that dared speak down to his

to face Mason, taking in his expensive designer suit, perfectly

so why are you speaking so informally to me?” Elijah asked, keeping his voice low as he strived to stay calm. “You are Dean‘s former son–in–law, right?” Mason asked, mockingly tilting his head. “The one who sponged off his daughter until she divorced you, and now, has made quite a problem for the Hayes, even though you are way below their class

Elijah turned back to the receptionist and calmly uttered, “Can you call his room and tell him that I am here?“.

pretty close with… what‘s her name... right, ‘Peach!‘ at

rest of his words got stuck in his throat when Matt grabbed his wrist, twisting it

like right now.” The receptionist mumbled on the phone, freezing in

his balance, Mason stumbled back, holding onto the back of the chair behind him, trying to regain control of his composure. “Who the fuck do you think you are to touch me?” Mason demanded, stepping forward in rage. “Oh, so you don‘t like being touched by a stranger... Hmm, then maybe

Matt taunted, raising

forward, attempting to grab Malt from the collar of his shirt, but Elijah intervened, grabbing Mason‘s other wrist

hard is it for you to take simple instructions,” Elijah

or two before saying,

wooden surface, and lie finally mumbled, “My patience is very

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