His Obsession

Chapter 4

His Obsession

Chapter 4

Xavier

My eyes slowly but groggily open to this white light but then I see her. My angel. The one that makes me feel whole and complete on the inside.

Her eyes is the first thing that I see and then her face, the face that has me captive and all she needs to do is just be herself.

I see her and she is the only thing that I see. The rest of the world and everyone else doesn't matter to me when she is in my sight.

I see that her perfectly shaped lips say something, what that is, I can't tell. I can't hear anything, but at the same time I don't need to hear.

All that I need is to see her, to see that she is here with me. I'm whole and I'm all right now that she is here. There is no pain inside me.

There is just nothing, it's a strange feeling. All that rage that I know should be consuming me, but isn't, is gone from my body and I have no idea how nor why.

I have a feeling that it might have something to do with the girl that is over me now. The only one that my vision is able to see.

She's so beautiful. Just like an Angel. She truly is my angel and she will always be the one that makes my heart beat faster.

The heart inside my chest that I know is dead, but she makes it beat and she makes it feel alive. She makes me feel alive and whole and just who I am.

I don't need to pretend when I'm with her, I just need to be myself and feel the things that I feel for her. I lift my hand to touch her, but then she disappears.

And the blackness once again takes over me.

Evangeline

"You do realize that I'm bored out of my mind, and when I'm bored, I can think of a lot of deadly thoughts. Mainly of what I'm going to do to you once I'm out of these" I say to Alex.

He's the only entertainment that I have around here, and having said that, I'm going insane. Perhaps even more than I was before.

Because he's the only one that's around me and I don't like that. "We both know you won't kill me, you've got a conscious that tells you that murder is bad" He says. He gives me a cheeky grin.

Somehow he's always here when I really want to be left alone. However, I have to admit, though never aloud that he is b enter company than being all alone here. I suppose that is better than nothing.

I glare at him. "Who says that I have one?" I ask him. For years I've asked myself if I have one or not because I have murdered and slaughtered so many people and never really felt anything.

I hate killing and I hate all of it, but at the same time I know that I feel something for those that I have killed. I just have no idea what that is.

Alex only smirks at me and he was about to answer when the door opens and someone walks inside. It's a man that bends down near Alex and whispers something in his ears.

After about a moment or two Alex's face changes to this shocked look that I'm not sure what means. Then he stands up and follows the man out the door without even a word to me.

Making me question what the hell just happened.