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Take Me Into Your Loving Arms

Taissa's P.O.V.

When I look into Evan's eyes I feel all my rage disappear and replaced with empathy. I everything I think he's done suddenly vanishes. I allow him to hold me and decide we can talk it out later. As for now, we have to get rid of this psycho! We're forced to the floor and I put all the pieces together. Either there's an earthquake going on or she's a witch. And judging by the crazy shit that's happening, it's safe to say she's a witch. I think of ways to end all of this while Evan hovers me, shielding from her wrath. After a few dangerous minutes, I remember my uncle was apart of a witch- hunting group. I can use that against her! I grab my phone and record her 'tantrum'. After two minutes I stand up confidently.

"HEY! Madison!" She shines a devilish smirk and walks towards me with hatred in her eyes. Evan steps in front of me but I gently push him to the side and whisper, "I know how to stop her." She raises her hand to hurt me. "I wouldn't do that, if I were you. My uncle is apart of Delphi Trust. Oh you know, the WITCH hunting organization. I recorded a nice video of you showing off your talents. I can easily send it over to him right now and he'll have his men here in less than ten minutes." Her skin turns ghostly pale. "That's what I thought. Now listen to me, you're going to leave England completely. All of you. If I hear that you try to contact any of us I will send him after you. Do I make myself clear?" Taken back at my words she nods and snaps her fingers. Within seconds a young maid runs in and shows us to the door.

Once I leave the home I remember how angry I am with Evan. I don't know what happened but I do know I'm furious. "Wow Taissa! That was... hot."

I scoff and speed walk to my car. "Don't act like everything is okay! You had SEX with her!" Hot tears roll down my face but I quickly brush them away. I roughly get in my car and speed away before Evan can stop me. On the way home I blast Sleepwalking by Bring Me The Horizon and belt the lyrics out. Instead of going straight home I take the long way and stop for a cigarette. It's a bad habit I picked up from being at school. Eventually, I slowly pull in the driveway and see Evan's car already inside. I inhale deeply and walk inside. I sneak past the kitchen expecting Evan to be in there but notice it's empty. The house faintly smells of pomegranate candles, which are my favorite. All I want to do is take a bath but I'm positive Evan is in our room waiting for me. I could stay in the guest room tonight but that's not right. I didn't do anything wrong, Evan did! He should be kicked out.

I slowly creek the bedroom door open to see if Evan is in there but to my surprise, he's not. I walk to the bathroom and see all the candles lit, a bubble bath drawn, and Bon Iver playing softly in the background. I look around for him but have no luck. I undress myself and put away the clothes while naked, since Evan's not here. I slip into the tub and begin to unwind. The hectic day is finally over. Five minutes in I hear muffled noises in the bedroom but keep my eyes closed since it's probably Evan.

"Mind if I join?" I slowly peek open my eyes, not wanting to see him. I'm met with a naked Evan. For some reason, he looks so innocent and adorable. This is one of the few times I've seen him fully naked, besides dressing himself, without an erection. I look him up and "Get out."

"Taissa, please! Hear me out. I didn't mean-"

"I said get out. I don't want to see you." I watch him leave and I shed a tear. I love him and gave him all I had! I never thought he would betray me like that. After my bath, I change and decide to leave the house. I pack a light bag while Evan is downstairs. 

"Can we talk about what happened? Please?" I gulp and shake my head no.

"I'm leaving. I don't know when I'll be back. Don't wait up."

"Taissa please-" I shut the car door and speed out the driveway. I pull up to the Sheraton hotel and run up to the room Violet and I rented. I knock a few times and am greeted by Tate. He looks at my tear stained face and pulls me into a hug.