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

Damien growled, he couldn’t remember, his head was pounding but he couldn’t remember.
Caden looked at him, shaking violently, his eyes having a killing intent to them. Caden’s hands went into fists, and hit Damien.
Huge dark dots, entered Evelyn’s vision, then became bright. She heard sobs from someone, and something holding her tight. It hurt her back slightly, as someone traced the name carved into her back.
“Evelyn…” she heard Caden’s voice call her, her head felt heavy like someone dropped a piano on it.
“Caden…” she whispered, opening her eyes slowly, the brightness was from the sun, and the rainbows in the sky.
“Evelyn?! Your alive, god I thought you were dead!” he hugged her closer to him, he was warm and damp from the rain and sun.
“Were you…crying?” she asked, patting his head, as she felt warm tears fall on her neck.
“I thought Damien killed you E…Evelyn, w…why do you t…think I w…would be c…crying.” He stuttered as she soothed him.
“Hey I’m here there is nothing to be worried about.” He nodded and continued to sob on her. His arms were tight around her, making her feel safe.
“Evelyn…” he whispered, leaning closer to her. She looked up at his greenish eyes, the sun making them a tawny gold.
“Yes Caden?” she asked, her face feeling warm as he laid his hand on her cheek, tilting her head up, coming closer, until their lips touched. In a twisted way, Evelyn liked his lips there, but at the same time she missed Damien’s full cold lips. It sickened her.
They heard sirens then, as police cars pulled up with an ambulance.
Evelyn looked to Caden.
“Where did Damien go?” Caden’s grip on her hand got tighter.
“He got away.” He looked over to were dark stains covered the grass.
“Don’t look Evelyn.” She moved her head into his chest, afraid to face what had happened. “Mom is going to be all right, mom is going to be all right…” she kept the whispered chant to herself. Caden looked at her, as she shook. He knew she wanted to look to see her mother there waiting with open arms, but that woman was cold as ice now.
Damien watched Evelyn being looked at by a doctor same with that boy. Her mother was taken on a stretcher and into a black bag. He looked back at Evelyn, her dark locks messy and tousled. Her nightgown was dirty and torn, but she still looked like an angel.
‘But I have to lay low for a while, the police are now involved.

’ Damien thought, sunlight touched his skin lightly, he hissed, and went back into the shadows. He looked to his love for the last time for a while until he could come back for her.
“Evelyn.” He whispered, he turned around unwillingly and walked into the forest’s edge.

Chapter 3
Torment

Evelyn watched the birds out the window, she had finally returned to school after 3 weeks. Her father still mourned her mother’s death, but was happy that is only daughter was alive. Caden sat next to her, never willing to leave her side, unless she had to go to the bathroom.
He held her hand as he sat on the floor a book in his lap.
“Hey Caden?” she asked, feeling him move to look at her.
“Yes?”
“What do think blue or red?” she pointed at the birds as they bathed in the after droplets of the rain. He smiled at her, his eyes holding an emotion that she couldn’t comprehend.
“Which one do you like better?” he asked, rubbing his thumb on her palm. She looked away shyly, a blush on her cheek.
“I like them both.” She said quietly. He chuckled, as he quieted down Evelyn gasped.
“What?! What is it?!” Caden stood up, embracing Evelyn, pulling her close to him.
“The bird’s eggs have hatched! Aren’t they cute?” she giggled, pointing out the baby birds. His grip relaxed as he saw the birds.
“Yeah they are cute.” He smiled then looked down at Evelyn, his heart started pounding against chest.
Evelyn looked down at Caden’s arms, he still didn’t remove them.
“Caden?” she wondered, she looked up to him; he looked at her with a fever she couldn’t grasp. He leaned into her face, taking one of his hands, touching her cheek.
“Evelyn, I have a strange feeling in my heart, and I don’t know what it is, do you know because I am afraid of what it means.” she turned around, and lightly touched his chest with her finger tips.
“Your heart is beating really fast and who is this for?” she asked, not daring looking at him in the eyes.
“It’s for you, it has always been for you Evelyn.” She looked up to him with tears in her eyes.
“I love Evelyn. I don’t care if you don’t feel the same way, but I will always love you, only you can silence me.” He kissed her cheek. She closed her eyes and hugged him.
“I don’t know what I feel for you yet, and hopefully I can know what this feeling is inside my heart.” He embraced her closer to him and watched out the window as rain began to pour, matching his feeling of regret and hope.

XXX

Evelyn walked up her driveway, the rain had subsided as she opened the door, her dad was there watching T.V.
“Hey blossom.” He said, using her old nickname. She smiled at him.
“Hey dad.” She took off her shoes and set her bag down and sat next to him.
“What cha watching?” she asked, taking some of his chips.
“Football.” He said intraced by the sweaty guys throwing around a ball that really wasn’t a ball at all.
“Well am going up stairs and am gunna work on my homework.” He nodded. And shoved a hotdog in his mouth. She smiled, and walked up the stairs, when she reached her room she shut the door with the smile still there.
“Gezz dad you always watched football when you didn’t want to do work.” She let out a small giggle, and flopped onto her bed. Grabbing a pillow she thought of Caden.
‘Caden loves me, I don’t know what to do…I want to say yes but at the same time I want to say no. god Caden you really picked a really shitty time to tell me you love me that way.

’ She threw the pillow on the other side of the room as something fell off her bed. She looked at the velvet box, and picked it up from the floor.
“What the heck…” she said to herself, not sure if or if not to open it.
“Evelyn?” she heard her dad yell.
“Yeah?” she called back; frightened he would find the mysterious little box.
“Chinese or pizza?” he asked, she rolled her eyes, her dad hated to cook.
“How about you go the store and get something good for us instead.” She laughed. She heard him chuckle.
“Fine fine but you’re cooking.”
“okay.” She smiled, she heard him ruffling about then the door closed and there was silence.
She looked back to the box, and touched it. It was soft and like silk.
She looked inside to find a necklace.
“Wow!” she explained, it was a choker, somewhere in the 1700 century. It was black with a shining of red. Underneath the choker was a little piece of paper, rolled up with a black ribbon around it. She opened it to find a poem written it dark red ink.
‘

My dearest Evelyn.
The blossom of my eye
The sweetest flower in bloom
How dare I say that your beauty is not matched with anyone?
Or may I say that you are the gentle wind that holds me tight
My dear little ivory flower, a frail little bird, I will forever hold
My dearest love.
From your Dark Angel

’
Evelyn looked at the window.
“My dark angel?” she wondered, she sat there a little longer until the light grey skies grew dark.

XXX

He watched her sit there and read his poem, putting on the necklace he had given her, then watched her watch him. Her gentle blue eyes a glowing sapphire. He smiled and looked at his injured hand, a large cut where he had poured his blood with the ink, and wrote the letter. He leaned himself against the tree until her father got home, he was that bastered again, the boy looked up to him as he smiled wickedly and disappeared.
Caden looked up at Evelyn’s window, only to see someone watching her. He stood still as that person he thought had disappeared strolled into the woods and went with the mist.
He felt his heart pound against his chest.
“You okay Caden?” Evelyn’s dad asked him, juggling the bags of food.
He nodded curtly and followed after Evelyn’s dad into the house.
“Blossom? We are home I brought Caden home with me.” After a moment of silence, Caden smiled at the father.
“I’ll go check on her, she must have fallen asleep.” Her father nodded and went into the kitchen humming a happy tune. Caden ran up the stairs, after seeing Damien there he was afraid that he had done something.
‘Please be all right!

’ he thought as he busted into her room.
Evelyn was on her bed, curled up into a ball asleep like he had told her father.
“Evelyn?” he called her softly, sitting at her bed’s edge.
She was in deep sleep because she was mumbling softly about monkeys and spaceships. He smiled and moved some of her hair out of her eyes.
“Caden…” she whispered, wiggling closer to Caden. “Love you…bad monkeys…” he stared at her for a moment, then laughed. He patted her head, and smiled.
“Love you too.” He kissed her forehead and left down stairs.
Evelyn awoke in the dark, rubbing her head she looked around. She was in her room but there was another present.
It was a white rose, bright and glowing in the dark. She felt arms around her as she moved and looked down to see Caden there. He was fast asleep and smelled of pizza.
“Dad…” she shook her head and removed his arms gently so he wouldn’t waken. She walked over to the rose another letter was attached to it. She opened it.
‘

My dearest Evelyn
Again we meet under the moonlight
Come to me my dear Evelyn and
Let me set you gentle soul free

’
Evelyn set the letter down, afraid of what it said.
She ran back to the bed and watched Caden sleep.
“Caden?” she called him softly, afraid of what the letter meant.
He opened his eyes and looked up at her.
“Yes love?” he asked, wrapping his arms back around her.
“I am scared.” She said, feeling tears come forth on their own will.
“Why?” he sat up and looked around the room, pulling Evelyn closer to him.
“It’s okay Evelyn I’m here.” He said, laying back down, she looked at the window swearing she saw a pair of chocolate eyes staring at her.
“Damien…” she whispered, she looked down at Caden he was asleep again. She removed his arms and went to the window, the brown eyes still there. She pressed her hands against the window, and white pale hands met hers. She gasped, shaking. She kept her eyes down at the hands, feeling his eyes on her.
He tapped the glass with his fingers, watching her. She closed her eyes tears coming out of them. She was crying because she couldn’t touch him. He smiled and tapped the glass. She looked up to him, as he read fear in her eyes.
“Open the window.” He mouthed; she shook her head backing away from the window. She looked to Caden as he stirred.