Obsessed, Alicyn Night [feel good fiction books .txt] 📗

like to be called “Doc” Mr. O’ Grady will be all right Miss.” That when Caden noticed the Irish in the man’s voice. He watched as his mother and Mr. O’Grady went into a stare throw down. He twitched in excitement to see if his mother would back down, and apparently so was Evelyn’s father.
“Well excuse me Mr. O’Grady but I would like to know when my son will be coming home.” Jackie asked in a strained, distained voice. Paul smirked as if his wife had won.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t hand him into your care, you see we found extended bruising and wounds on your son. We also older scars and would like to take a look at them.” The irish doctor smiled at Jackie as she went a sickly pale white.
“I don’t know nor do I care what you found Mr. O’ Grady. So if you don’t mind…” But the doctor interrupted her.
“No, you see Mrs. Mathews I know that you know what I am saying, and you know what happened to him then as well.” He watched as Mrs. Mathews turned almost green.
“So as you can see, I cannot let him back into your hands. But I will be watching over him myself as David and I agreed when he was incarnated.” David smiled at Caden; it was a sad smile but also a proud smile. He was proud of Caden.
Jackie took her husbands hand and turned to give a scorned look to Mr. O’Grady.
“I’ll get my lawyer I swear it!” she yelled in a shrilled voice. Mr. O’ Grady just smiled at her.
“You do that Miss.”
Caden watched as his parents stomped out of his room, but more importantly his life. He would tell the police everything they did to him, ever since he was born.
Mr. O’ Grady turned to Caden, running his figures threw his hair.
“David would you like your time alone with Caden before I take him?” David nodded and smiled and Mr. O’ Grady.
“Thank you Gabriel for everything.” David smiled at Gabriel O’ Grady and turned to Caden.
“Caden tell me what happened.” David slipped his hand into Caden’s it was a small gester but it made Caden burst into tears. Oh how he wanted to save Evelyn, take her away from Damien, hold her in his arms forever. But he couldn’t, he had failed. Everything was wrong and nothing was right, nor will it ever be.
David held onto Caden’s hand, he knew this boy had never cried before. Never uttered a sound of a sob, but something must have broken him down, something horrible.
“Is Evelyn…Dead?” David tensed as Gabriel asked Caden this question. He turned to glare at his old time friend and softened as he felt a hand on his shoulder.
Caden starred straight at David and tensed as well.
“I don’t know anymore.” David felt his heart break in two, tears started to pour out of his eyes. Caden coughed once more and continued.
“Last time I saw her was when Damien found her in the basement he kept me in. Many of the pipes broke and there was water everywhere. I blacked out when I saw Damien going to Evelyn. She was chained the wall in front of me, I guess he was about to punish her. All I remember was the words “If you don’t I’ll…” I know Evelyn said those words…” Caden coughed again, Mr. O’ Grady walked over to the sink in the room and grabbed a plastic cup that held water and gave it to Caden.
“Thank you Doctor O’ Grady.” The man just shook his head.
“You can call me Gabriel. And you’re welcome Caden.” Caden just smiled at him.
David watched them exchange greetings and looked toward the window, it was pouring again, and it made him want to cry.
“Hey David.” Caden called his name in abundance, a warm smile on his face.
“You look just like Evelyn when you do that.” David broke down into tears as Caden patted his head.
“I don’t think Damien will kill her. He loves her too much.” David nodded and looked up at Caden.
“But we love her so much more.” Caden nodded his head.
“I know.”

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All day Damien had been a gentleman. He opened up doors for her, and made her breakfast and lunch. He listened to her complain about how her book lacked character and theme. He sat next to her when she read and talk to her many times throughout the day. When she was tired he let her go to her room without him, And when she awoke he came to her room and made sure she was all right, he gave her snacks when she wanted and barley even touched her. Indeed he had been a gentleman.
Damien smiled to himself and fiddled with a strand of Evelyn’s hair. She was eating dinner now and he had a big surprise. He had told her to get ready and wear something pretty and of course she complied with a pretty white dress he had yet to see her wear until now.
“Damien?” she asked looking to him curiously. He smiled and looked to her warmly.
“Yes my dear?” she smiled at his light attitude.
“What’s the surprise?” he chuckled softly.
“Just what you said it is. I surprise which I will not tell you.” She pouted and he just grinned.
A few minutes later she finished her food. Damien grabbed her hand, nervous but excited as well. They walked up the stairs and she giggled.
“What?” he asked her, stopping.
“This reminds me of one of my favorite movies.” She smiled lightly, humming the tune of the point of no return.
Damien laughed heartily.
“Only you Evelyn would watch Phantom of The Opera.” She nodded as they reached the third floor.
‘I have never been up here. This is somewhere I don’t know…

’ Evelyn thought quietly.
Damien stopped in front of two doors, latched together. He looked nervous and scared, as if he was telling her a secret.
“This is been up here since I was little when I first met you. I’ve never showed anyone because I was scared of what they would of thought, but I know now that I can trust you.” He swallowed and took a shaky breathe.
“This is my studio.” Damien opened the doors and Evelyn stood there dumbly.
The walls were white with a beautiful design etched into the wood. In front of her she saw a balcony with two sided glass doors closed but the room wasn’t what amazed her. It was the portraits, the drawings, the paintings. They were scattered everywhere, small sketches laid upon the ground. She was almost afraid to step into the room. But she did.
Avoiding the drawings she walked around the room, looking starring at all of them. Scenery, people, the school, the skies. She saw them all. Until she came to a bunch that were covered. She looked to Damien for approval and he nodded carefully. When she undid the sheet she saw herself, Caden, when they were kids. A small Evelyn in a playground starring at the birds in a small black dress. Evelyn under the oak tree eating lunch, Caden and Evelyn at the ice-cream shop. But then she found one that had her, Caden and Damien all together sleeping under a tree, all holding hands.
“That one was in third grade, when Mrs. Holstings took a picture. When I asked her for it she gave it to me. I did that one a while ago.” Damien soft voice startled her for a moment then she looked up to him.
"Well, what do you think?” he looked so scared, so terrified. She smiled at him.
“These are wonderful, beautiful even. Damien I didn’t know you had this talent. It’s wonderful.” She stood up and hugged him. “Thank you for showing me this.” He gave her a smile that she blushed at. He was relieved, proud and happy all at the same time. It made him look like….a man.
When they went down stairs again, Damien had grabbed his sketch pad and they sat by the fire in the room they had danced in, eating strawberries and small treats. For a while they talked and laughed but when it struck midnight they became quiet and peaceful. Evelyn leaned next to Damien and Damien quietly hummed to her, sketching what they looked like right in their tender moment.
When Evelyn started to sleep, Damien kissed her forehead sweetly and looked at her warmly.
“Good night Evelyn.”

Chapter 12
Passion

Evelyn looked to the sky, its gentle warming heat floated to her. The sun was raising in the sky, and she couldn’t stop it.
Just like how you can’t stop your feelings for Damien

the little voice mumbled in her ear, it wasn’t happy, she was going crazy.
“I don’t know anymore…” Evelyn tried as hard as she could to think of Caden, but he was a hazy memory, nothing made much sense anymore.
“Evelyn?” the knock on the door said. She rolled off her bed and dusted herself, even though it wasn’t needed.
Damien walked threw the door, feeling confident in himself. He smiled towards his love, who was standing there awkwardly. Damien held out his arms and smiled brightly at her. She grinned back and embraced him.
“I missed you.” She whispered into his shirt. Her arms around him were small and comfortable.
“I missed you as well. I don’t like being apart from you.” She looked up to him and smiled, releasing one of her arms and pulling a twig out of his hair.
“Looks like you wondered off far today.” He smiled impishly.
“Not too far, just scouting the perimeter again that’s all." Damien had started to look brighter when Evelyn had begun to trust him, inch by inch. But Evelyn still was strained. Her hair was getting its shine back, but the bags under her eyes kept getting darker, and her eyes weren’t bright either.
It’s slowly killing her…

Damien thought, his smiling strained on his lips.
“Evelyn lets go on a walk, its nice out today.” He grinned at her smiling secretly. Her cheeks went red quick and her eyes widened.
“You mean outside?” he nodded and grabbed her shoes for her.
“But I haven’t been outside in months.” She kept looking where he stood before, but Damien was on the floor putting on her small feet in her shoes.
“There was a garden attached to the house, it’s been blooming wonderfully.” He gave her a little smile and stood again. He took her hand and pulled her out the door.

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“By golly we found them!” Gabriel’s slurred voice rang threw the air, the morning air took his voice all the way to Caden who was still in his room. He shot straight up from his chair and ran down the stairs.
A smile adorned his face.
“Did you really find them, was it the house I though it was?!” David put his hand on his shoulder; Caden looked up to his smiling face.
“You did well boy.” Caden’s face gleamed with pride.
“Are you going to bring her home David?” David just smiled.
“We both are going to bring her home, now let’s call Mike and Shelly, they will know what to do.”

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“Keep your eyes closed Evelyn.” Damien was leading her outside, into the semi-morning mist. She felt the cool breeze on her face, and the warmth of the sun on her cheeks. She was outside.Evelyn’s eyes pricked with tears when she smelt the scents of the world she had been gone from for so long. Everything was beautiful once she opened her eyes. The roses were in full bloom and the grass was green. She