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

two girls looked shocked for a moment, before getting murderously angry.
“Yeah well you’re a freak, and nothing is going to help you get away from Damien, He’s after you and he’ll kill the other freak!” one of them yelled. Her face was really red, and she thought she won. How wrong she was.
Evelyn eyes went dark, dropping her books, Evelyn ran after the girl, pinning her against the lockers behind them. She had grabbed her arm twisting it behind her back.
“Don’t you dare talk such words again, or I swear to the devil…” she hissed in the girl’s ear. The girl screamed as some football players pulled Evelyn off of her, then went to tend to the girl.
“Ms. Heeren.” a large hand placed its self on Evelyn’s shoulder. Evelyn looked up to the man.
“Come to the office.” He sighed, guiding her away from the stares of her classmates.

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“Evelyn, how could you get suspended?!” her father yelled, waving the piece of paper in her face like a flag.
“Because some bitch was talking about my friend and saying I was the freak!” she screamed back, running up the stairs.
“Evelyn get your ass down here!” he screamed, running after her. She hurried to lock her door, and grab her jacket.
‘How does Damien do this?

’ she wondered, opening her window as her father pounded on the door.
“Evelyn!” he screamed, heaving on the door.
‘Shit he’s going to break it down!

’ she climbed onto the tree, her feet dangling just above 26 ft. As her father busted in, she fell to the ground.
‘Can’t see, I must have it my head…

' Evelyn’s eyes were closed her head feeling heavy.
She rolled over in the grass, hearing her father yelling for her, she went to stand, but just fell back down again, her ankle was killing her.
“Shit…” she muttered, dragging herself threw the wet grass, the rain pouring.
‘Great just my fucking luck…

’ she dragged herself to the trees, until she felt a hand on her head.
“Evelyn?!”
Damien walked through the forest, going to see his love.
‘I hope she likes candles I bought her, and the rose. I really hope she likes the rose.

’ He smiled. His face a very pale red. He stepped out through the trees, stepping on something soft. He looked down to a shivering Evelyn, dragging herself across the grass.
“Evelyn?!” he asked in surprise. Then he started to panic, why was she dragging herself along the grass? What was wrong with her legs? Why was her father yelling for her to come back to the house? Why was she crying? All of these thoughts went through his head at the same time as he bent down to her.
“I got suspended and dad broke down my door, I didn’t want to be here.” She started to sob. Damien sighed, knowing it wasn’t every serious then.
“What about your legs?” he asked, sitting her up in his arms.
“I think I sprained it.” She sniffed. Damien fingered it lightly, as she flinched when he made contact with the swollen ankle.
“Here, I need you to close your eyes, I am going to take you to my home, the other one, it’s not ready for you yet.” He picked her up, looking her in the eyes.
“All right?” he asked, serious. She nodded, resting her pounding head in the crook of his neck, wrapping her arms around his neck. She felt tears rise in her eyes, letting them pour onto his shirt.
“Evelyn its okay, its okay.” Damien patted her back, and he hurried threw the forest.
“Damien…thank you.” She sniffed, she couldn’t believe that she said thank you to the man who took her love away, but she was thankful.
Damien smiled, and hugged her a bit tighter.
“Your welcome.”
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“Damien?” Evelyn asked, she sat on an old broken sofa.
“Yes?” he asked, looking up to her.
“You live in this Apartment, I thought that the police…” she stopped, as Damien tightened the wrappings on her foot and ankle. He sighed and let her foot fall onto a pillow he had placed there.
“I came back after they searched it. I live up in an old manor right now. But I won’t tell you which one.” He winked, wrapping his arm around her.
“Is that were Caden is at?” she asked quietly, looking down at her lap, biting her lip. She felt Damien stiffen, and move away from her.
“Evelyn please let’s not talk about this…” he sighed, letting his head fall into his hands.
“But Damien, Caden will die! I know your keeping him in the dark, because that’s your element! You strive in the dark, but Caden he needs the light! Please Damien…” Damien moved swiftly, grabbing Evelyn roughly, pressing his lips against hers. She went rigid for a moment then started to struggle. He grabbed onto her, forcing her down on the sofa.
“Damien get off!” she gasped as he broke their kiss. He began to kiss her neck, nibbling at it.
“Damien!” she yelled. He bit her even harder, drawing blood. She kicked her legs, her ankle screaming in protest.
“Damien please!” she begged, pounding on his chest with her small fists.
“Evelyn…” Damien whispered in her ear. She froze her body shivered. His rough voice held unmistakable lust and anger. Damien brought his lips to hers again, his tongue tracing her bottom lip. His kisses were rough, and unwanted. Evelyn’s eyes began to water and spill.
“Damien stop it! Stop touching me!” she screamed, her fist connecting with his face. He hissed holding his face. His body was still on top of her, pinning her to the sofa. She struggled to sit up, as she got up a fraction, he pulled her back down.
“You’re not getting away!” he snarled, slapping her. He turned her over, pulling her shirt off.
“You belong to me!” he growled, his long fingers tracing his mark on her back. He could hear her sobs, muffled by the pillow.
“Or must I remind you of who you belong to?” he asked in a bored amused tone.
Her eyes widened as she shook her head.
“N...n…no please don’t do that again...” she sobbed, racking her body with sobs.
“Then stop resisting me!” he growled. Turning her back over, shoving her back into the sofa.
“Please…stop!” she whimpered. Damien went back to her neck, nibbling at her skin softly. She pushed against him, desperate to leave, to escape.
Damien’s fingers softly lingered on her silk-like skin. His lips kept pressing themselves against her skin, Eager. One of his hands, moved from her arms, to the back of her neck, knotting itself in her dark tresses, trailing down her back. He moaned in sheer pleasure of touching her skin. Her stomach, her collar bone, trailing his fingers down to her breast stone. Her back was wet with sweat, from their bodies being so near each other. But her tears did not stop. Her chest was raising and falling at a fast pace. Small sobs still choking themselves out of her swollen lips.
“Evelyn…” he whispered, his teeth slightly grazing her ear.
“Damien…please…stop it, you’re…scaring me…”she cried, her sobs gently rocking her body. Damien froze as a pained expression crossed his rough face. His fingers became still. His kisses not as eager to touch her skin.
“Your scared of…me? He stuttered, his voice thick with aged desolation.
Evelyn looked at him, afraid to speak, and nodded her head. Hesitantly he moved away from her, not wanting to leave her, but knowing he might have hurt her, torn him into pieces. He wanted to ravish her like the goddess she was, but now he just…couldn’t.
“I’m sorry Evelyn. My Emotions…” Damien looked down in shame, his heart sinking down into a deeper depression. Evelyn sprang up from the sofa, careful not to apply pressure to her ankle.
“I want to go home Damien.” Evelyn wanted her voice to be firm, but to her it just sounded weak, and breathless.
Damien stood up from the sofa, and picked her up.
“To atone for my sins.” He mumbled to himself, walking out the door, into the cold rain.
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Caden awoke to a slam and someone yelling profanities.
“Damien.” Caden greeted his voice raucous. Damien looked at him; from the corner he was crouched down in. his trousers were soaked and wet. His eyes were almost black from what Caden could see.
“This is your fault!” Damien screamed at him, his fist connecting with Caden’s already sore jaws. Caden spurred and starting coughing up blood as Damien ginned in satisfaction as he saw the crimson blossoms pour down his lips.
“What the fuck did I do?!” Caden screamed at Damien, his teeth bared.
“Everything!” Damien screamed back. “She hates me! And you’re the reason why! I tried to be gentle, I wanted so badly to take her, but then she said those words! The words she dare not speak to you!” Damien thrashed Caden again, causing the flow of blood once more.
“It’s not my fault that she hates you!” Caden growled, wish he could whip his mouth of the blood.
Damien kicked him, then took the wipe off the wall.
“Liar!” he seethed, and began to whip Caden, then took the knife from his pocket digging it into his back, spelling a new word into his back.
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Evelyn sat in her chair; her father had gone out to the bar. She looked at the computer screen.
‘300 more people have become my fans…

’ she thought as she typed a thank you to a few people. She sighed and pushed away from the computer, and stretched her arms. Looking out the window, Evelyn got up and laid down on her bed, her head swimming with thoughts of Damien.
‘Why does he act this way?

’ she questioned, rolling onto her side. ‘He first acts like a gentleman then he started to…

’ Evelyn shivered, pulling her blanket close to her. She listened to the door slam then heard her father turn on the T.V.
‘God my life is a mess.

’ She sighed and looked at her ceiling.
She stood up, her ankle still a little tender. She grabbed her jacket, shoving her feet into her shoes. She looked to her window, and shook her head.
“Yeah am not gunna jump out of there again…” she mumbled as she tip-toed down the stairs.
‘Okay, the third stair down squeaks, along with the last one…

’ she looked down at her father who was snoring on the chair. She skipped the last three stairs, landing with a soft thud. She looked to her father for a moment, his snoring had stopped.
“Melody…” her father mumbled. Her mothers name. Evelyn sighed, and looked down.
‘Why am I doing this again? …that’s right, I want to leave for awhile so I can think clearly.

’ She shook her head and silently went to the door. She unlocked it silently then walked out, shutting the door behind her.
Evelyn walked down the road, the silence eating at her. She griped and ungriped her hands as she neared the graveyard. She looked to the old iron gates laced with ivy. She wanted to leave but felt a pull to go inside. Her hands lightly touched the swirls of the gates, pushing it open. Then a memory came to her.
‘Evelyn honey come here!’ her mother smiled in the sun. her pretty blonde hair flowing in the slight wind.
‘but mama I want to get a frog with daddy!’ a small Evelyn ran to the woman, pouting as her mother raised her high in the air.
‘but Hun, we got to go now there’s a storm coming, can’t you see the clouds are going grey?’ her mother asked, pointing to the sky. Evelyn pouted at the sky.
‘get let me get a frog