Evelyn Walker (Book One)

Chapter 2 | Domination

It had been three hours since my conversation with, who I guessed, was the big boss. And it had been another three hours since they had left me in this cage, once again.

Everything in my body was going numb. I wanted to feel something, I thought to myself, whilst digging my nails in the palms of my hands. But there was no pain.

Without hesitating I leaped foreward with my head, bashing it against the wooden door. My eyes rolled back from the impact, but I still felt nothing.

But when I looked more closely, I could see that there was blood against the door. Clearly I had smacked myself hard enough to get some kind of reaction.

I was about to give up on life after all, when a sudden voice came from behind the door. 'Hello?'

'You alright in there?' I didn't answer.

'I heard something banging against the door, was it you?'

'No.' I answered whilst looking at the door as if I could see the person standing on the other side.

'You aren't dead! That's great.' The voice said in a happy voice, almost too happy to be good.

'How is that a good thing?' I now asked.

Suddenly the lock turned, and the door opened, revealing a small and frigile boy.

At first sight I could see peaks of brown hair surrounding his face, but the thing that caught my attention were his eyes. He had beautiful blue and grey eyes that almost looked like ice in the winter.

'Because I came to get you, silly.' He smiled whilst taking my hand. I was too numb to react to his cold touch.

'Where are we going?' I heard myself asking as I followed him through the dark corridor.

'He has a room prepared for you.' That shocked me. Why would he have a room prepared for me? What was he going to do?

Hundred and one questions ran through my mind as I followed the boy, whom I didn't know the name from.

'Who are you?'

'I'm Aiden's brother, Jeremiah. But you may call me Miah if that makes you feel better.' When he smiled the blue in his eyes lit up, overpowering the grey.

'That's.. funny.' I whispered mostly to myself, but the boy had heard it anyway.

'Why is that funny?' He stopped and looked at me with a frown on his face. Even without knowing him, I could see on his face that I had hurt him.

'I'm sorry,' I tried to smile at him but failed, 'It's just that I hadn't imagined Him having a brother.' Or a brother that looked the way the little boy in front of me did.

'You could call him Aiden.' He simply answered, ignoring everything else I had said.

'I can't.' I answered, which seemed to make him angry as I could see by the changing look on his face.

'Why not?' He stubbornly asked, whilst crossing his arms in front of his chest.

He was almost screaming by now. The little voice in my head whispered that I should probably comfort him without making it worse than it already was.

But my heart clearly wanted something different when it said : 'I won't call Him that.'

And that was the exact moment where the screaming started. At first it wasn't as bad as I had pictured it would be. His voice stayed between the stone walls of the corridor.

But not long after that, he decided that wasn't enough. The screams became louder, until he was screaming at the top of his lungs. I had to cover my ears, whilst hoping I wasn't going to be deaf after this.