Qᴜᴀʀᴀɴᴛᴀɴᴏᴠᴇ - ᴘᴀꜱᴛ

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Some people have a bad habit of searching for beauty in beasts and forever in temporary people. ~ Riderick.

Valentinia:

Past (2 years and 2 months ago).

Slowly exhaling one last time, I peeled my eyes open ready to face the situation that laid ahead of me. Elia was stood before me, worry laced within his hazel eyes.

"Are you-

"So, are we going or not? As I mentioned before, I am on a tight schedule." I cut him off, completely disregarding his fake concern. He was more like interested in getting me to spill everything about my life- my life with him.

Adjusting myself so that I was moulded into the leather seats of the car, I pulled my seatbelt on and inserted the key. Once again, the engine purred to life in satisfaction. My eyes scanned back over to where Elias was situated, confused by his silence.

He was still stood before me; however, his mouth was now hanging open, in what appears to be shocked.

Rolling my eyes,

"What? Are you just going to stand there all day waiting to catch flies, or are you going to guide me to the location of where we are heading to 'talk?'" I asked, my tone filled with annoyance and slight sarcasm.

"W-what? How?" He replied, stumbling back in confusion.

"Some time today buddy, preferably now." I stated, growing more and more impatient by the second.

"How did you do that?" He asked, clearing his throat, now recovering from his once frozen state.

My hands clenched around the steering wheel in irritation, my nails clawing at the silky leather coating. What is with this guy asking all of these irrelevant questions? Well irrelevant to him.

Tutting in restlessness,

"What?" I groaned, having to stop myself from rolling my eyes for the second time in two minutes.

"Going from panicked to calm in the space of a minute doesn't seem slightly baffling to you?" He asked, his face was masked in astonishment. His eyes were pulled widely apart, examining me.

"Well, are we going or not?... If not, I will just be on my way-

"NO!" He shouted when I began to close my door. My eyes widened at his sudden change of octave in his voice.

"No, I mean no. Sorry, I didn't mean to shout, it's just that I need to speak with you; it's important." He said, his tone drenched in desperation, but it held something deeper; fear.

Tipping my head to the side in bemusement, I studied his face trying to find any hint that showed he had any hidden agenda. However, I found nothing like his face immediately masked back into one containing no emotion.

Huffing, I ordered.

"Hurry up and get in your car now then, I am tired of waiting because of your procrastination."

"Okay, fine." He said, beginning to walk away in the direction of what I am assuming to be his car.

Closing my door, I turned to face the front but jumped suddenly due to the low sound of knocking on the car window. My nerves shot through the roof as I turned to see the perpetrator, but quickly dropped when I noticed it was Elia.

Blowing out a frustrated sigh, I rolled down the window and barked.

"What? What could want now? You nearly gave me a heart attack, you idiot." My chest was slightly rising and falling in a slight panic, in response to his action.

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