Chapter 9

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Vladimir P.O.V

After Evelynn, and I had a really decided what we're going to do.I then relayed what I told Evelyn to Damien as well as the attack,and we broke into a brief standstill. Then 'it erupted' it was a mass chaos frenzy of frantic questions Evelynn had to calm Damien down. She told him
"I'm fine really I don't know why but I'm just a little lightheaded and Vladimir saved my life and healed me." both of there heads turned to look at me, but with different expressions. Evelynn's a grateful smile with eyes that shined. Damien still a sobbing mess,but an attempt at a straightforward happy smile. He then surprised me with a hug speaking but mostly bawling 
"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much for saving her life!"
"Uhh...?" I turn to both of them and say
"Your welcome?"
"But why did you save Evelynn?" Damien asked. I just shrugged. the truth is I don't know why I saved her either I just know that I did, that I was urged to intercept, and I was drawn to her by an unimaginable force. A few minutes later we all sat down in the living room eating nutella covered cookies and orange juice. Damien spoke saying                                                                                                             "Sorry guys for the weird mixture of snacks" Well I wasn't eating He  and Evelynn were munching and chatting away between snacks talking on and off about different subjects.

(time skip)

 Evelynn sighed with heavy eyes, turned towards Damien  and spoke.                                                         "Thanks, Damien your the best friend anyone could ever have thanks for every thing, but we should get going." She looked over at me. We all got up cleaned up the mess. At the door Damien grabbed both me and Evelynn into a "group hug" (which was more like a squish-till-you-pop-your-guts ) saying our good byes. As Damien shut the door  Evelynn was already down the front steps standing there looking a me expecting glace with a warm smile. I followed and asked the question that formed in my head                                                                                                                                                                                                     "Where is she taking me? She answered not looking back but with her head held high looking forward " Home, My home." 


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