Angel Next Door

Phone Call: Caught Part 1

One Month Later

Your POV:

"Evan I'm not backing down from this. You might as well give in."
"Neither am I; not when it comes to your safety. You highly underestimate my willpower."
"Evan I have to go back to school sometime. I do want to graduate you know?"
"Yes, I know; you can just as easily graduate from the safety of your home."

My answer to this, is an annoyed eye roll/huffed sigh combo. Our argument over my rejoining school, has lasted for an hour; with no end in sight.

"(Y/N)" he steps closer taking my hands, "I love you more than I can possibly say in words. You're my everything, the reason my heart keeps beating everyday. If something were to happen to you again I-" my annoyance thaws a little when he swallows hard then clears his throat. His fingers gently trace the fading scars left from that night, "please just give it until he's captured so I know you'll be safe.

I know he cares; our argument is proof of this; but I need to stop feeling like a helpless victim. I need to stop being afraid that every day could be the day that he returns to finish what he started. I don't want to live like this; ruled by fear.

Evan grows silent when I mention this aloud. His face remains blank but his eyes blare with understanding.

"Just....just promise me you'll keep the bodyguards with you at all times." He sighs.

His tone informs me he isn't asking.

A Week Later

"Yes Evan I promise not to try to ditch them."
"Call me at lunch, or I swear I'll blow your phone up and if you don't answer me, I'm not above having you summoned to the principles office." I can't help my reply; "have I been naughty Mr. Peters? Do you think I need a spanking?"
Suddenly my ear is assaulted with deep choked sounding coughs. "What the fu-I just spit water all over the makeup mirror...aaaand now I'm being glared at by Janine." I giggle a little hearing his muffled apologies to the makeup girl.

"Alright I gotta go, class is gonna start soon. I love you."
"I love you. Be safe, don't ditch Joe and call me at lunch."
"Yes, I won't and alright will do."

Shoving my phone in my hip pocket, I head for first period full of nervous energy.

Two weeks later:

Huffing a sigh, I dig in my bag for the notes I need on next weeks English exam. Class was cancelled today due to a no show from the teacher so my next ninety minutes will be spent finding books to add information to my notes.

I jump slightly as my phone vibrates in my back pocket, then quickly scan around me to see if anyone saw me.

Evan: "Hey, hope you're having a good day. This meeting sucks. Love you and miss you soooooo much."

Blushing furiously, I shoot him a quick reply; 

Me: "While I enjoy talking to you; you don't have to check up on me every few minutes. I love you and miss you more."

Evan has kept up a constant stream of texts since I pulled in the parking lot this morning. He plays it cool in his replies, but I know in my gut that he is freaking out about me being back in school while Alex is on the loose.

When my phone remains silent I decide he must have either been caught not paying attention, or he is in discussions with whoever he's meeting.

Twenty Minutes Later:
Bzzzz Bzzzz
Bzzzz Bzzzz

After seeing my moms face on my caller id, a small wave of panic washes through me; she usually texts me, so she wouldn't call me at school unless something is wrong. Fighting the horrid images swirling in my head and with my heart pounding relentlessly against my ribcage; I huddle in a hidden corner of the library behind a shelf of encyclopedias to answer the phone.

"Mom?" I squeak into the mouthpiece.
"It's over (Y/N), it's all over."

A/N: hey guys,
I am so sorry it has taken me forever and a day to update. I started a new job so that is taking up a lot of my time. I'm trying to write when I can though and I promise to update as soon as I possibly can. ❤️