Evangiline

Chapter Sixteen- Rhys

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"I have to go somewhere." Charles said as he tucked one of my stray curls behind my ear.

He leaned in closer to me with his hands on my face as if he was going to kiss me. I waited for what felt like forever, but no kiss came.

"I'll see you soon. Maybe around four, yeah?"

I turned away from the heat of his gaze. I have this weird thing when I can actually feel someone stare at me, and right then, Charles was doing it.

"Ok," I swallowed the lump in my throat then spoke, "I... Bye."

I knew Rosy was looking, so was her Niece. She would probably tell my mother about how "cute" we are, so I had to play it safe.

He finally planted a kiss on my forehead, and despite how much I wanted to, I did not rub it away. Charles hugged me then said goodbye to Rosy.

"Where are you going, babe?" the word sounded funny coming from my mouth.

He hesitated for the millionth time in the past few months. It seemed to be something he did a lot lately. "To see my mom."

I reached out for his arm and pulled it to me. "Why? What's wrong?"

"Nothing...I just have to go now." Then he turned and left.

Rosy came over by my side and touched my hand. I instinctively yanked it away, just as I did when I first met Charles.

She gasped. How did that shock her? I was still the same person. I did not like anyone to touch my hands...something about the germs made skin crawl.

"I'm sorry, Miss Evangiline. I was going to ask how long has it been?"

I scoffed. "Since when? Since my soul's been dead? Or since Charles and I?"

"Well I mean you and him." she answered.

I turned to her and smiled. "Two months I believe."

"Does he make you happy?"

I furrowed my brow in thought. Honestly... I wasn't sure. But what she wanted to hear was what I would tell her. And I did. "Yes."

She spoke more quietly for what she said next. Her words tiptoed out of her mouth like she was stepping on landmines. Rosy knew that I was a ticking time bomb and the slightest slip up would set me off. "Do you love him?"

I glared at her, with a slow forming frown. Then before she could react to my anger and her stupidity, I turned it into a toothy smile. Part of me did not want to lie about Charles, about me not really loving him, but the other part of me wanted to tell her that I'm head over heels. Sure I liked him, but not love. Not yet. So I stumbled over my words, stuttering like a fool. "I...I uhh... Yes."

Rosy did not squeal or gasp in delight. Instead she hugged me. That bitch hugged me.

I froze in my spot. My body was unwilling to move. After I had jerked my hand away from her, Rosy had the nerve to hug me. She was fucking crazy. So when I woke up from my trance, I pushed her off of me with a little too much force. The sound of her body echoed through the house as it hit the stairs. She cried out in pain, her scream deafening.

"Rosy! I'm so sorry... You shouldn't have done that. You know I don't like people touching me. I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" I felt my way to where her body was.

Rosy groaned, then pulled on me to help her get up. "I am fine. I have to go... clean the pool. Bye miss Evangiline. "

Before I could apologize again, she had ran away. It was not my fault because she knows. She knows that I don't like anyone touching me. I hate it and she knows.

Left by myself, I retreated to my room upstairs and took a long ass nap.

...............

When I woke up, it was cold. I felt the chills deep in my bones, aching and shivering all over. The hairs on my neck, arms, and legs stood on end.

One of the maids must have left the A.C. on.

I shuffled down the hall and down the stairs and into the living room. When I reached up and touched the thermostat, it was freezing too.

Almost everything in this house was made to help me use it; the phone, the microwave, and the damn TV, so why would the thermostat not be?

I pressed the heat button and turned the temperature up until it was what I wanted.

"Temperature 72°." the thermostat read out loud.

I turned to go back to my room, but something stopped me. A large, warm hand wrapped around my waist and one around my mouth. I jerked my leg back and up in hopes of hitting a groin, but instead my foot connected with a shin. His grip tightened around my body, his arms like snakes trapping me. I wanted to scream and cry but I couldn't. I let my body go limp in am attempt to make him lose his grip. I failed.

The man then spun me around to face him. He stood my body straight up with minimal effort and breathed on me. Rotten, hot breath fanned over my face from an angle higher up than my height. He's tall.

"Shh... I won't hurt you unless you try to run." he spoke with a deep, husky voice that had a certain ring to it. I knew that voice from somewhere. It was on the tip of my tongue but I couldn't remember.

I bit the shit out of his finger when his grip loosened on my face, giving me time to speak or a chance to run.

"Let me go, you bastard! My mom doesn't keep jewelry or money in the house."

He suddenly laughed like a damn hyena. "It's me, Rhys."

My heartbeat slowed down a bit, but not enough to amount to anything. I was pissed- no I was fucking raving mad. I was furious.

He let go of me and I fell to the ground. I stood up instantly. "You mother-fucking, son-of-a-bitch! You cunt! I thought I was bring kidnapped! Leave. Now!"

I was struggling so damn hard to breath and not pass out. My blood was boiling. I wanted to kick his ass across the world.

Rhys gasped, groaned and slapped himself, then stuttered out his words. He was just as terrified as I was. "I-I-I am sorry. Stacy and Amber wanted me to bring you-"

I flailed my arms in the air and walked up to him. I was confident now that I knew it was just him. "Get out. Get the fuck out. Now. Fuck you. Do not EVER come back here again! You, Jessie, Amber, or Stacy."

Rhys said nothing so I waited for him to leave. I pushed his huge body to the door and out of it, making sure to lock it.

Ohhh the guards would hear about this in the morning. They would be getting fired.