Elena.

 

Loud footsteps coming towards me echoed loudly in my ears, and before I could even roll off my tiny bed, a splash of cold water cascaded from my head down to my feet.

 

"Ahh....". I shrieked and whimpered as I rolled off my tiny bed.

 

"A wicked demon like you deserves no rest. Now get up and move". Lydia snarled, her voice cold and sharp as though it could slice.

 

I shuddered as I rose to my feet and slowly moved towards her.

 

"Why are you starting here like a statue? Didn't you hear move, get out, leave the  room"? She hissed as she charged at me, landing hard...