ＢＡＮＧ

ＣＯＮＶＥＲＳＥ

...........................................................................
Third Person POV - Warehouse 1 - November 11th

Eva slammed the laptop shut, disconnecting the only source Liam could see Fallon with.

Tears continued to fall from his face when he could no longer see his wife, knowing that she was cold, naked, sobbing, and alone in an unknown warehouse.

Liam, eyes red and puffy, glared at his kidnapper.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

His voice was dark and full of venom, yet raspy and quiet from all of his crying.

Eva smiled innocently at him, as if she had done nothing wrong.

"What do you mean? I didn't do anything. Evan is the one to blame!"

Her large smile never wavered, a crazed look in her eyes. She was too blinded by her love for Liam that she couldn't see that anything was wrong with the situation.

"What do I mean? What do I mean!?" he spat. "I mean you kidnapped me and Fallon, broke two of my fingers, and made me watch my wife get r*ped. All because I don't love you."

The look on his face could kill.

"You are the pettiest, most insane, utmost deranged person I have ever met!" he uttered angrily, tears still streaming down his cheeks.

Eva's smile fell, upset at her crush's hurtful words.

"You make me sick."

Her sad expression turned into anger. Leaning forward, she grabbed onto the chair's armrests and pushed her face close to Liam's.

"Everything I did was for you. For us. Why can't you see that?"

He backed his head back as much as he could.

"You don't love me, Eva. I've said it before, and I'll say it again; you barely even know me. You need to get whatever fantasy you have out of your brain and move on with your life," he told her, hatred laced in his voice.

Eva smiled a little again. She couldn't stay mad at him, even if she wanted to.

"I can't move on with my life if you aren't there with me," she said sweetly. "I love you, Liam, and I'll prove it to you one day. You just have to admit that you love me too, and we can be happy together!"

She paused, staring into his eyes.

"You just have to give us a chance..."

Her sentence trailed off as she leaned forward more, closing her eyes. She puckered her lips, trying to give him a kiss.

Liam moved his head back and forth, attempting to get away, but the chair only let him get so far. Eva kissed him square on the lips as he struggled to pull his head away.

She kept her face on his for a few seconds before slowly pulling away.

He glared at her while she smiled at him.

"The hell was that for?"

She stared into his eyes, a loving haze over hers.

"It was just a kiss. One that I've wanted for so long," she said dreamily.

He nearly gagged. The taste of her lipgloss lingered on his lips, and Liam hated it. Guilt swarmed his brain at the thought of him cheating on Fallon. He knew it wasn't his fault, but the fact that he had been kissed by someone that wasn't his wife made him feel awful.

"Just a kiss? I'm married, Eva, and not to you. And I never will be," he spat.

She smiled and slightly shook her head. She hadn't moved from her spot, hovering over Liam.

"Oh, honey, when are you going to admit it?" she questioned, cheerily. "You and I both know you want this!"

She stroked his cheek with her thumb.

"I've gotten Fallon out of the way multiple times, how many times is it going to take for you to realize that you want to be with me?"

He frowned, anger bubbling in his gut again. He desperately needed to get away from Eva, and fast. He didn't know how much time he had to find Fallon before Eva did something even worse to her.

"You can push Fallon away, but it will never change the way I feel about her. And it definitely won't change the way I feel about you..."

Her gaze brightened, hopeful that "the way he felt about her" was positive.

"...the feeling of overwhelming hatred. I've never wanted to see someone crash and burn as badly as you."

Eva's smile dropped again and her gaze hardened. Her intense stare met his.

"You will love me, Liam. No matter how long it takes," she hissed in his ear.

She quickly backed away from him and exited the room, slamming the door shut as she left.
...........................................................................