The Marvelous Elijah's Return

“Shit!” One of the thugs cursed, clearly pissed, because the light reflected off his glasses, blinding him.

But when they tried to step forward, Elijah hit the accelerator, causing the tires to screech without putting

the car in drive as he watched the thugs back away slowly.

“Are you okay?” Elijah asked, seeing how heavily Peach was breathing and sweat forming on her brow, a

look of panic etched on her face.

“Yeah.” She replied in a shaky tone, biting her lip hard.

The one minute he took his gaze off the thugs to focus on her, a sudden loud “bang” echoed as a rock

slammed into his window glass and Peach let out a scream before covering her ears.

Staring at the crack, Elijah’s brows furrowed, his eyes grew cold, and he kicked the vehicle into drive, the

engine roaring as he raced towards them, causing everyone to jump aside, dropping flat on the ground,

some scraping their knees, others bruising their elbows from the impact with the pavement, and the rest

running, tripping, and stumbling until they managed to move out of sight. “Oh my God…” Peach gasped

as the adrenaline left her system, her hands trembling as they clutched tightly to the handle above her,

staring down at the road in shock.

“Don’t hold in your breath, Peach. Breathe…” Elijah instructed, watching closely, but not having time to

focus on anything else except her red face.

Taking several large gulps of air, Peach nodded shakily and exhaled slowly. Then she looked at Elijah,

looking like she was about to break down, but her eyes suddenly widened.

And then Elijah heard a rock hit his window glass, and he immediately turned to see a thug with a rock in

his hand, repeatedly hitting the glass, yelling angrily at Elijah, “Hey, guys… it’s the prick that our boss

wants us to teach a lesson to!!… Get the hell out of the damn car!”

“Elijah, don’t, please…” Peach begged, squeezing her eyes shut and shutting her fingers into fists tightly,

trying to keep herself calm

Then she jumped at the sound of the thug’s voice calling out Elijah’s name again, “I said get the hell out

of the fucking car! You lowlife piece of shit! Or else that pretty little thing by your side… Ha!”

Frowning, Elijah watched him get closer to the car, and then when his head attempted to rest on the

cracked glass, Elijah hastily unlocked the door, and bang the shit out of his head, causing a deep cut on

the skin of his forehead.

“Ahh!!!” He screamed, jumping back and holding his bloody hand to his head, cursing as he fell

backward. Before Elijah could close the door, one of them leaped up and stuck a foot through, forcing the

door open. Then another one grabbed the collar of Elijah’s shirt, yanking him out of the car, but he

struggled to get his key out, only allowing them to win and dragged him out when he had it.

Then he intentionally kicked the door with the back of his leg, while taking a hit to the jaw from one of the

thugs. Ignoring the pain from his cut, Elijah banged his back against the door to completely shut it, and

then pressed the lock button on his key, and all this while, Peach’s body had shut down and she was just

staring in a daze. But when she heard the car completely locked and the engine died down, that’s when

she started screaming, “Elijah!!! Please don’t hurt him!!! Elijah!!” Tears trailed down her face, and she

started beating the windshield, screaming at the top of her lungs, “Matt!! Help!! Someone help!!” Her

body was shivering as she turned and saw Elijah taking another hit from two thugs, blood staining his

white shirt and her skin.

“Stop!!! I am begging you to stop!!!” Peach yelled, her voice shaking and cracking, her chest heaving with

every intake of air.

Her voice was so loud that it echoed throughout the parking lot, and the door to the motel shortly

opened, and Matt, Jame, Ryan, and Rookie rushed out, but they suddenly froze, seeing a bunch of black

SUVs driving slowly into the parking lot.

The thugs got distracted by the sight of such a scene, and before they could wake up from their trance,

the doors opened, and the parking lot became floored with men of all heights, sizes, and races.

When the two thugs looked back at Elijah, he smirked, scoffing faintly, and then said, “It’s mine time.”

His eyes darkened, knowing that he didn’t have to use himself anymore as a distraction for Peach to

remain safe, and his knuckles turned whitish, his fingernails digging into his palm as rage consumed him

like a wildfire, and his breathing quickened as his nostrils flared with fury.

Before both men could react, Elijah grabbed both of the thugs by their necks and slammed their heads

into each other, knocking them unconscious, their bodies falling against the pavement and landing in a

heap.

Dice and Jerome led a bunch of men toward the thugs, and before long, a battle commenced between

the men, Jerome using the bat in his hand like a professional baseball player.

1 hate you ) much, Flijah

Turning his sight off the scene, Elijah looked back into the car, and the state Peach was in, shivering and

crying, his chest felt heavy and warm and he rushed over to her side of the door, opening it. “Come

here,” He ordered in a soft voice, gently grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards him, and then he

scooped her out of the car seat, lifting her in his arms. Immediately, she buried her face into his chest,

sobbing loudly as she gripped Elijah’s shirt, her heart racing As he walked away from the scene, carrying

her into the motel, walking passed his men, who were still in shock at what they were watching before

turning on their heels and following him

into the motel. “What’s wrong with my daughter…!” Miss Grace cried, watching Elijah approach her with

bloodstains on his clothes and face. “Nothing. She’s just a bit shaking and has had a bit of a shock.”

Elijah murmured, walking up to her.

Anger spiked in Miss Grace’s eyes as a sense of worry overwhelmed her heart as she lashed out at

Elijah, “What is the chaos out there?! What did you do? Who did you offend now?!”

“Josh Hayes,” Elijah uttered calmly, meeting her eyes with a soft stare. Those two words immediately

humble Miss Grace as her face softened, and she speechlessly watched him walk past her, carrying

Peach into the hallway. “Poor Elijah,” James cried, feeling heartbroken, and his words got to Miss Grace,

but she felt more convinced that them being apart was best for the two, especially after what was

happening right now. When Elijah got into Peach’s room, he walked her over to the bed, placing her in it

gently before sitting down next to her. “Peach, look at me,” Elijah instructed softly, stroking her cheek with

his fingertips, smiling as tears streamed down her cheeks. Gently, she sniffled and looked up at him,

wiping at her wet cheeks before she frowned and spoke up, “I hate you… I hate you so much, Elijah.”