Obsessed by Alicyn Night (fiction book recommendations .txt) 📖

of them. Evelyn looked to him.
“What’s wrong?” she began to turn around as Caden stopped her.
“Evelyn don’t…just kiss me one more time, please?” Evelyn smiled and kissed him again.
It deepened as their tongues began to dance. But just as Evelyn whimpered, a rough hand grabbed her and threw her into the water.
Evelyn looked up shocked at what she saw. Damien stood over her as she shivered in the frosty water, his jaw was clenched and his eyes held murder.
“What have you done?!” he screamed at her. She cowered in the water, shaking from the fear that ran threw her body.
Damien grabbed her by her hair, chained her to the aged shackles that were placed there. Evelyn was sitting in the water, her wrists clanking against the walls as she tried to break free.
“Please Damien, Don’t!” she sobbed. For a moment he considered to let her go, put her up stairs to deal with her later, but then again she had hurt him, as he had hurt her.
“I can’t….” his voice was strangled, angry. He turned to glare at Caden.
“This is your fault!” he growled, grabbing the knife from his pocket. Evelyn gasped as she saw the blood stains already dried upon it, it made her want to heave.
Damien went behind Caden, and thrusted the knife into his back.
Evelyn watched as Caden’s face went into shock then utter pain.
‘Nothing makes sense anymore…’

she thought hysterically. Caden was in pain, she caused that, Damien was in pain, and she caused that too. Everything was her fault. She started to shake, angry, embarrassed, depressed.
“Damien!” she screamed. Damien stopped and looked to her.
Caden looked to Evelyn, her scream still echoing in his ears. His vision was blurring, and his breathe was rough. He knew that this was the end. Nothing was going to save him this time, no personality change from Damien; Evelyn wasn’t strong enough to fight for the keys. He knew he was doomed.
He closed his eyes, thoughts of never seeing Evelyn again racing threw his mind, his life flashing before him. The colors began to blur together until finally it became black.
Damien watched as Caden submerged, he knew he wasn’t dead, but very close to death’s door.
“What do you want Evelyn?” he hissed at her. She held her chin high and her eyes narrowed.
“Punish me instead.” The words didn’t sink in until Damien was across the room holding her up by her neck.
“Why?! Because I’m going to kill him? Or because you want to save him?”
“Isn’t it the same?” she said curiously, the anger was getting to him; nothing he said was making sense.
“Because if you kill him…” she growled at him, her eyes going into almost slits. “I will make sure that you get caught; I will never speak to you, never eat, never sleep, and never move. Then I will die. Nothing you do will make me stop. If you kill him, I kill myself.” She hissed at the end, he knew that she would keep her promise to him, if Caden was to die. He came close to her face, and kissed her roughly.
“Fine.” Was the last thing she heard him say, because after that he slammed her head against the wall, knocking her out.

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Evelyn awoke to her prison. She was chained to the bed by her ankle. She wished for water, but knew that after what happened yesterday, she wouldn’t be getting anything. Pulling her legs to her chest, she cried into his arms.
‘Caden….save me Caden, please, please, please, I’m so alone and I just want to see you again…’

she thought, sobs almost chocking her.
“Caden, please help me….” She hoarsely whispered.
Damien watched Evelyn from the doorway. She didn’t see him come in; instead she curled into a little ball and began to cry, whispering the boy’s name. He did save him, and he was in a room now, but still chained up. Oh how he wanted to finish him off, how he wanted to run the knife threw his throat to finally have Evelyn to himself, no worries about others taking her.
He walked toward her, setting the food on the table, her body had tensed and noticed him, he ran his fingers threw her hair, not noticing she flinched when he made contact.
“Damien let me go.” Her voice held no vigor, it was small and helpless.
“You are so fragile Evelyn; the smallest thing can break you. There is food if you want it. I know that you thought I was going to hurt you. But I’m not. Remember I promised you that I would never hurt you again?” he looked to her with hopeful eyes.
She stood up, her eyes fierce and her small hands clenched into fists.
“You already broke that promise! If you hurt Caden, you hurt me too!” she cried, raising her hand against him.
His head fell to the side, shock and astonishment binding him stay that way for a few moments. He turned to her stiffly.
“I see then.” And he walked out.
Evelyn watched him leave, and he never did come back into the room. He left her food on the table in the morning when she awoke and at night when she was taking a bath. And for lunch she had her afternoon nap, which she then awoke to lunch on the table as always. Weeks past before Evelyn saw Damien again, sometimes she stayed awake at night to listen to his heavy footsteps make their way upstairs, never once did they go to the basement. This worried her.
‘Is Caden getting food? Did Damien put him in another room, what happened when I pasted out? Did Damien kill…’

she couldn’t finish that thought.
Evelyn began to stop sleeping, her worries of Caden keeping her up all night. She paced around the room, the chain only going so far. That soon she just sat at the set window all day, not even moving.
She wondered if this was her punishment.

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Damien stood outside of Evelyn’s door way, it had been a month and a half sense he had seen her. He picked with the buttons on his shirt, nervous as hell.
“I wonder if she did what the note had said….” He started to pick at his nails, he looked at the clock on the wall, watching as it finally turned seven. He knocked on the door, and heard a muffled yelp, followed by a come in.
Evelyn sat on the bed, her ankles crossed, her hands in her lap. She had worn the pretty red satin. She looked wonderful. She hadn’t noticed him yet as he walked into her room.
“Evelyn…” he called her name softly. It burned on the end of his tongue, oh how he missed saying her name. He shuttered slightly, as she turned to him.
Evelyn starred at Damien, dressed in black slacks and a white button down shirt. He looked handsome except she knew that he was holding a monster inside of him. She looked back down again at her dress. It was a deep ebony red with frills and lace. She had to admit it was very pretty but, she didn’t want to please Damien, she just wanted this to end. She watched Damien’s feet as he walked towards her, he wasn’t wearing his boots, but instead he was wearing a pair of nice dress shoes. But then they stopped, like he was frozen in the spot. She looked up to his face curiously and saw what he was starring at.
He was starring at her, her waist, her legs. She all about wasted away the other day, puking when she ate some food. She had become too skinny. She looked almost sunken in at the face, her wide eyes large and had a gleam to them.
“What the…” she looked down in shame, only accusing the shackle that held her there. It had made her ankle swollen, purple and black.
“Evelyn…” his voice was sad, and depressed. He walked to her quickly , unlocking her.
“I’m sorry.” He hurried to the bathroom and grabbed some lotion. When he came back, Evelyn was on the floor.
“What happened?” he asked. She crossed her arms and pouted.
“Nothing, nothing at all.” She mumbled. Her voice nothing but a whisper.
He sighed and didn’t argue, lifting her up back onto the bed. He applied lotion to her ankle, feeling her flinch in slight pain as he did so. Than he went back into the bathroom and grabbed some wrappings. He went back to her and wrapped up her ankle. When he finished he put all of his supplies back, and walked over to her. She looked to him, wry. Her arms felt tired and her body hadn’t got sleep in days. It all felt so different to her. Damien held out his hand.
“I have a surprise.” He smiled lightly at her. She didn’t want to take it, she hated him, hated him to the very core of her being; but she took his hand anyway. Let him carry her into his wonderland, she was afraid yes, but at the same time she knew she had to.
Damien smiled as she took his hand, he lifted her onto her feet, not letting her completely stand, than he took his arm under her legs and carried her out the door.
She held on to his neck, not letting go, as he smiled at her. Her face was slightly red and she sighed.
“What’s wrong?” he asked as he walked up the long corridor. She stayed silent for a moment than spoke.
“I’m worried.” She mumbled tiredly.
“About what?”
“At what we are doing. I might fall asleep on you.” He laughed.
“That’s all right. I’m pretty use to it now. I remember when you did that a lot before tests. You would fall asleep on my shoulder at lunch. Than when the bell rang you shot up and ran to class, because you thought you were late. You always aced the tests though so I was never really worried.” He grinned at her. She smiled grimly, remembering.
“Please don’t bring up the past.” She whispered. He looked at her confused.
“Why?”
“Because it just reminds me how much we all have changed,” She said carefully. “I don’t like it when people change too much.” He stayed silent as he kept walking. She somewhat enjoyed it, the silence. She had missed it, her thoughts weren’t there to torment her, and worries couldn’t keep her up. She felt suddenly very tired, But said nothing.
Suddenly he stopped walking. She looked to the door. She remembered seeing it once before; but before her memories could take her away Damien put her down. She rested against the door, as he opened the door.
‘You could run away right now!’

her thoughts screamed at her. She didn’t listen though. She kept her eyes on Damien. She knew she couldn’t escape, not with her ankle, and not without Caden. Damien unlocked the door, than kept it closed.
“Why won’t you open the door?” she asked quietly, not wanting to hit at her nervousness.
“You have to close your eyes.” Damien smiled at her. She took in a breath, and sighed; but she closed her eyes anyway.
She felt him lift her up on his feet, so she wouldn’t have to walk on her ankle. He walked with her on her feet, and into the room. Under her eyelids she saw a soft light, it made her sleepy.
“You can open your eyes now Evelyn.” Damien removed her from his feet, and onto a chair.
Evelyn opened her eyes and gasped. She sat a table filled with small yummy looking foods. A fire place was going,