Obsessed - Alicyn Night (most inspirational books of all time TXT) 📗

warming up the room. Small candles light the place, creating a gentle mood. Damien sat at Evelyn’s side, bringing the chair from the other end.
“Damien….why did you do all of this?" she asked, in awe.
“Because I feel horrible for what I have done, I don’t like hurting you Evelyn. I don’t like hurting Cade, I don’t like hurting…” he looked down ashamed. Evelyn felt sorry for him.
‘Only if…’

she thought again, watching as he felt his head down, tensed up.
“Damien, I’m going to make this loud and clear.” She said roughly. “It’s a deal all right?” Damien’s head rose, and nodded grimly.
“I want you to let Caden go, Let him back outside, unchain him. And if you do, I will be your completely, I will not try to run away, I will not back down. I will let you kiss me when you want and I’ll smile for you. But I can’t do any of this, until you let Caden go.” Damien watched as every word she said, her head raised high, she was becoming proud, and confident. He thought about this for a few lingering moments, than looked her in the eyes.
“Yes.” Her eyes widened and she smiled.
“You swear, let Caden go, to let him be?” she asked excitedly. He nodded and sighed.
But what she did next surprised him.
She kissed him.
Her lips were soft, and sweet tasting, her arms slender and warm, every memory of her before he took her hit him with intensity, that he attacked her. The food went everywhere as they fell back; the chair that he was sitting in went back toward the door, hitting it with a ‘smack!’

 

Evelyn giggled as Damien came to his senses. He sat up quickly and blushed.
“I’m so sorry!” he yelled, Evelyn started to laugh, holding her sides.
“It’s okay…” she choked out. “I’m fine.” Damien got off of her as she sat up, and looked around with a smile on her face. She looked to Damien and her smile melted away.
“Say it. Say that you will let him go.” She starred at him with trust and hope.
“I promise to take Caden away from here and take him home.” Evelyn shook her head.
“Take him to my dad. His parents don’t care about him.” Damien nodded, and stood up.
“I’ll take him back if you do one thing for me.” He smiled at her, picking her up from the ground.
“And what would that be?” she asked, with a small smile.
“Dance with me.”

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Damien looked around Evelyn’s father’s house, there were police still, but there were all inside. Damien grabbed the sedated Caden’s arm, hauling him up onto his back.
‘you better be worth this…’ Damien thought, wrinkling his nose. He walked within the shadows and when he finally reached his goal, Evelyn’s father came out with a cigarette. A police man followed him.
“It’s going to be all right David.” Said the black officer.
“But you don’t know! You just don’t! I remember coming home sometimes when she was little and she was in-between Caden and Damien. They huddled over her like they were protecting her, saving her, but she was saving them! But now Damien has lost it, taken her! God, what if he hurts her!” Damien narrowed his eyes.
‘Never!’

he thought, snarling softly. No one seemed to notice.
“He loves her David. He won’t hurt her. I’m worried about Caden.” Said the black officer. Damien smiled.
Finally they went back inside, and Damien laid down Caden on the front step.
He groaned and rolled over. Damien smiled as he retreated back into the shadows and watched as Evelyn’s father found him. Hugging the boy and crying, police officers spread around David’s yard with their guns high in the air, looking searching. He knew they would find nothing, and left.
Caden opened his eyes, fresh air hit his face and he inhaled, small water droplets hit his face. He opened his eyes a bit more to see Evelyn’s father bent over him, crying. Caden put a hand on his head.
“He didn’t do this to Evelyn, only me.” Caden whispered in his ear. Evelyn’s father looked at him.
“I know, but you didn’t deserve this son.” Caden, though all the times he has been though, the suffering, this was the only time he ever cried.

Chapter 11

Question

Evelyn awoke to sunlight, covering her room. Sitting up franticly, she searched for Caden. But than she remembered, she had trading her freedom, for Cadens’. She looked back to the now open window and smiled threw her tears.
‘He’s safe.

’ She wiped them away slowly and looked around her room. It looked much different from when it was darkened. Browns, golds, and blues shined throughout her room. She smiled and got out of bed. She changed carefully, noticing that Damien had wrapped her ankle up; it didn’t hurt as much as it did before.
Evelyn sat at her bed with a book, reading with a smile on her face. She was so far into the book she didn’t notice Damien had walked in. He stood in the small shadows by the doorway, watching Evelyn glow in the daylight.
“Evelyn…” he whispered soundly, she turned her head to him in surprise and smiled at him.
“Good Morning Damien.” She said, her smile turning into a frown.
“Come sit by me Damien.” She requested, her eyes unwavering from his.
“I’d rather not.” He looked to where the light cut off the shadows, he gulped.
Evelyn got off the bed and walked toward him.
“Please?” she held out her hand for him. He hesitated, afraid. “There is no more reason for you to hide.” He smiled at her, and walked into the sunlight.
Evelyn watched as he took her hand, and stood in awe as he came into full view. His hair, once a dull blond, was now a golden color, his skin seemed to glow, but that was only because he was so pale. He had his eyes closed, almost fearful that the sun would burn him like the demon he was. But all he felt was warmth, warmth in Evelyn’s hand and in the sunshine.
Evelyn giggled and took both of his hands.
“Damien open your eyes…” she whispered eager to show him. He took a breath, and after a moment, opened his eyes. He wasn’t on fire nor was he screaming, as his father had told him he would when he touched the sun. Instead he shivered, heat radiating threw him. It felt good. Damien watched as Evelyn smiled at him.
“There is nothing to fear.” She squeezed his hands. He smiled back at her, his smile now warm, happy.
“Thank you Evelyn.” He kissed her softly.
“No, thank you for the sunlight.” She blushed. He chuckled.
“The rest of the house is open as well, so you can go anywhere.” He twirled a piece of her hair in his finger, enjoying the feeling Evelyn leaned her head towards him. Damien smiled at her.
“You’re so pretty Evelyn.” He kissed her forehead. She blushed and smiled back at him.
“So says you. I know I’m not. Not like the girl’s at school their much prettier than me.” She wrinkled her nose and sighed. Damien shook his head.
“Nope. They don’t even compare.” Evelyn rolled her eyes and Damien laughed.
“Here I’ll show you. Sit in that chair over there.” He pointed to where a chair had been placed next to her dresser, which had a mirror on it. He left her, to go to her bathroom. She sighed and sat down, looking at her reflection.
‘Dark bags under my eyes, my hair doesn’t shine anymore, my skin is sickly pale, but I’m not sick. My eyes are dull…

’ Evelyn thought, as Damien came back with a brush. He stood behind Evelyn and took out her messy ponytail. He began to brush out her hair in long even strokes. She could swear he was counting.
“You’re not brushing your hair right. You have to brush yours a certain way. Remember like when we were kids I use to do this a whole lot, because every time we went exploring your hair would get tangled and you didn’t want your mom to cut it again, so I would brush it out before you went back home?” Evelyn nodded and began to hum a random tune. Damien kept brushing her hair, smiling as he heard her yawn slightly.
“What’s wrong my dear?” he asked quietly.
“You’re making me sleepy.” She mumbled, Damien smiled again stopped brushing her hair. He sat the brush down and ran his fingers through her hair.
“See now its soft again.” She smiled at him and ran her fingers threw her hair as well.
“Your right.” Damien nodded and met her fingers and laced his with hers.
“I always am.”

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‘It’s bright, so very bright. Is this sunlight…no, It’s like a light bulb…bright…

’ Caden’s thoughts took him towards a feeling of panic as he felt the phantom pains of the chains tearing into his skin. He opened his eyes, unable to breath. His eyes watched the blurred figures flit around him, and suddenly he could breathe.
Coughing he wiped his eyes of the tears and saw that he wasn’t in the dreary basement as he first had thought, but he was in a hospital and doctors scurrying around him in a hurry.
“Mr. Mathews?” one doctor with blondish hair asked. He looked like a younger man but he seemed wise.
Caden nodded his head and coughed again. He laid his head back down and started to breath hard, trying to get his breathe back.
“Is he all right? Is he?” Caden heard a saint’s voice and saw David. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn’t sleep for days.
“Mr. Heeren! We advised you to stay out of the room, you’re not family so you were to wait…” David sneered at the nurse who had spoken against him.
“To hell with you, you old bat! I just about raised that boy there, while his parents were off drinking and getting off at not even caring for their boy!” David screamed at the nurse and a few doctors held him back.
“I resent that!” a rough voice came from the doorway. Caden froze, his voice still. His “father and mother” walked through the door. His mother had dyed her hair blond, her beautiful red tresses now ruined. His father’s hair slicked back. Their cold and unwanted gaze landing on Caden.
“Oh! My baby!” Caden’s mother, Jackie ran to him, hugging him and placing her pink painting lips all over him. His father watched in glee as camera men came in taking pictures and asking Caden’s father, Paul questions.
“Get out!” David growled at the men, they looked nervously at each other and backed out of the room. Caden tried to get Jackie off of him, but it was impossible. She wasn’t going to let go until the cameras were gone.
When David got the door shut and only one doctor and one nurse in the room, he turned to Caden’s parents.
“What the hell are you fuck faces doing here!?” he snarled at them. Caden looked to David and pleaded with him. But before David could do anything, the blond doctor pried off Jackie’s arms and pushed her away from Caden.
“Excuse me Mrs. Mathews but I would advice you to not touch Caden at the moment, for his wounds are very serious.” The blond doctor growled at Jackie in a gentle way. Jackie just stuck up her nose and glared at him in lust.
“So tell us Doc when can this idiot come home?” Jackie gave Caden a pointed look and went back to the doctor.
“Excuse me but I wouldn’t