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âDamienâŠ.why did you do all of this?" she asked, in awe.
âBecause I feel horrible for what I have done, I donât like hurting you Evelyn. I donât like hurting Cade, I donât like hurtingâŠâ he looked down ashamed. Evelyn felt sorry for him.
âOnly ifâŠâ
she thought again, watching as he felt his head down, tensed up.
âDamien, Iâm going to make this loud and clear.â She said roughly. âItâs a deal all right?â Damienâs head rose, and nodded grimly.
âI 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 Iâll smile for you. But I canât do any of this, until you let Caden go.â 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.
âYes.â Her eyes widened and she smiled.
âYou swear, let Caden go, to let him be?â 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 âsmack!â
Evelyn giggled as Damien came to his senses. He sat up quickly and blushed.
âIâm so sorry!â he yelled, Evelyn started to laugh, holding her sides.
âItâs okayâŠâ she choked out. âIâm fine.â 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.
âSay it. Say that you will let him go.â She starred at him with trust and hope.
âI promise to take Caden away from here and take him home.â Evelyn shook her head.
âTake him to my dad. His parents donât care about him.â Damien nodded, and stood up.
âIâll take him back if you do one thing for me.â He smiled at her, picking her up from the ground.
âAnd what would that be?â she asked, with a small smile.
âDance with me.â
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Damien looked around Evelynâs fatherâs house, there were police still, but there were all inside. Damien grabbed the sedated Cadenâs arm, hauling him up onto his back.
âyou better be worth thisâŠâ Damien thought, wrinkling his nose. He walked within the shadows and when he finally reached his goal, Evelynâs father came out with a cigarette. A police man followed him.
âItâs going to be all right David.â Said the black officer.
âBut you donât know! You just donât! 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!â Damien narrowed his eyes.
âNever!â
he thought, snarling softly. No one seemed to notice.
âHe loves her David. He wonât hurt her. Iâm worried about Caden.â 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 Evelynâs father found him. Hugging the boy and crying, police officers spread around Davidâs 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 Evelynâs father bent over him, crying. Caden put a hand on his head.
âHe didnât do this to Evelyn, only me.â Caden whispered in his ear. Evelynâs father looked at him.
âI know, but you didnât deserve this son.â 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 Cadensâ. She looked back to the now open window and smiled threw her tears.
âHeâs safe.
â 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 didnât 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 didnât notice Damien had walked in. He stood in the small shadows by the doorway, watching Evelyn glow in the daylight.
âEvelynâŠâ he whispered soundly, she turned her head to him in surprise and smiled at him.
âGood Morning Damien.â She said, her smile turning into a frown.
âCome sit by me Damien.â She requested, her eyes unwavering from his.
âIâd rather not.â He looked to where the light cut off the shadows, he gulped.
Evelyn got off the bed and walked toward him.
âPlease?â she held out her hand for him. He hesitated, afraid. âThere is no more reason for you to hide.â 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 Evelynâs hand and in the sunshine.
Evelyn giggled and took both of his hands.
âDamien open your eyesâŠâ she whispered eager to show him. He took a breath, and after a moment, opened his eyes. He wasnât 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.
âThere is nothing to fear.â She squeezed his hands. He smiled back at her, his smile now warm, happy.
âThank you Evelyn.â He kissed her softly.
âNo, thank you for the sunlight.â She blushed. He chuckled.
âThe rest of the house is open as well, so you can go anywhere.â He twirled a piece of her hair in his finger, enjoying the feeling Evelyn leaned her head towards him. Damien smiled at her.
âYouâre so pretty Evelyn.â He kissed her forehead. She blushed and smiled back at him.
âSo says you. I know Iâm not. Not like the girlâs at school their much prettier than me.â She wrinkled her nose and sighed. Damien shook his head.
âNope. They donât even compare.â Evelyn rolled her eyes and Damien laughed.
âHere Iâll show you. Sit in that chair over there.â 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.
âDark bags under my eyes, my hair doesnât shine anymore, my skin is sickly pale, but Iâm not sick. My eyes are dullâŠ
â 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.
âYouâre 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 didnât want your mom to cut it again, so I would brush it out before you went back home?â Evelyn nodded and began to hum a random tune. Damien kept brushing her hair, smiling as he heard her yawn slightly.
âWhatâs wrong my dear?â he asked quietly.
âYouâre making me sleepy.â She mumbled, Damien smiled again stopped brushing her hair. He sat the brush down and ran his fingers through her hair.
âSee now its soft again.â She smiled at him and ran her fingers threw her hair as well.
âYour right.â Damien nodded and met her fingers and laced his with hers.
âI always am.â
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âItâs bright, so very bright. Is this sunlightâŠno, Itâs like a light bulbâŠbrightâŠ
â Cadenâs 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 wasnât in the dreary basement as he first had thought, but he was in a hospital and doctors scurrying around him in a hurry.
âMr. Mathews?â 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.
âIs he all right? Is he?â Caden heard a saintâs voice and saw David. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadnât sleep for days.
âMr. Heeren! We advised you to stay out of the room, youâre not family so you were to waitâŠâ David sneered at the nurse who had spoken against him.
âTo 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!â David screamed at the nurse and a few doctors held him back.
âI resent that!â a rough voice came from the doorway. Caden froze, his voice still. His âfather and motherâ walked through the door. His mother had dyed her hair blond, her beautiful red tresses now ruined. His fatherâs hair slicked back. Their cold and unwanted gaze landing on Caden.
âOh! My baby!â Cadenâs 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 Cadenâs father, Paul questions.
âGet out!â 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 wasnât 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 Cadenâs parents.
âWhat the hell are you fuck faces doing here!?â he snarled at them. Caden looked to David and pleaded with him. But before David could do anything, the blond doctor pried off Jackieâs arms and pushed her away from Caden.
âExcuse me Mrs. Mathews but I would advice you to not touch Caden at the moment, for his wounds are very serious.â The blond doctor growled at Jackie in a gentle way. Jackie just stuck up her nose and glared at him in lust.
âSo tell us Doc when can this idiot come home?â Jackie gave Caden a pointed look and went back to the doctor.
âExcuse me but I wouldnât
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