Genevieve

ChapterTwentySeven: He Couldn't Be Evil Just Misunderstood

Evie blinked her eyes as she stared at the sight in front of her.

It couldn't be.

"What is that?" She asked in a slight shock. He couldn't be asking her to do this. He wasn't that evil. He couldn't be.

It was a baby deer.

One of it's legs had been caught in a trap that someone had made. Her heart ached as she stared into its large brown eyes. The look of desparation in them made her feel sick to her stomach as she realised what the man next to her was asking her to do.

She wasn't going to do it.

She couldn't kill an innocent animal.

This wasn't what she had asked him to teach her.

"Kill it."

A simple order that made her question every choice she had ever done in her life.

"I can't," she said and tried to blink away the tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

"Kill. It."

She looked at the baby deer again. The cute white dots that covered its fur. It must have been one of the cutest creatures she had ever seen. And it was a lot for someone who was afraid of animals. For some reason this tiny creature didn't cause her chest to feel heavier and her body to shake.

It only caused peace in her body.

"I am not going to kill an innocent animal," she stuttered with confidence. She knew that she needed to be strong to get out of this situation with the animal still breathing.

"And I thought you wanted to become a killer," Chasen said sounding bored.

"I never said I wanted to kill the innocent."

"Are you innocent then?" He asked reminding her that she was still a target.

Yes.

No.

I don't know.

"This animal has done nothing wrong." Even in the depths of her heart she couldn't imagine that this baby deer had done anything wrong with its short life.

"Have you?"

Evie sighned and took the knife from his hands carefully. The heavy handle felt wrong in her hands. She shouldn't be doing this. It was wrong.

"Do it."

She didn't want to.

As she took a shaky step towards the baby deer she swore she could see fear light up in its eyes. A sound of a stick breaking came under her boots making the animal try to free itself from the trap.

"Everything is going to be okay," she said not sure if it was for the baby deer or to herself. Everything was going to be okay even if sometimes it didn't feel like it. She could kill the baby deer and then the situation would be over or she could save its life.

As she took another step the baby deer started to struggle in an attempt to get away from her and it broke her heart into pieces.

"Kill it." He said again bringing Evie back to the moment.

At times she thought that he wasn't evil. That he was just misunderstood by their world since he didn't fit the standards of the society. But moments like these proved her wrong. He was both of them.

Evie crouched down and stretched her hand towards the poor animal. It backed away.

Wind blew her hair away from her face. The cold air made her skin go tender.