Bound To Kill

XV: Bound To Reunite

Evangeline

A couple of years ago, the day after my seventh birthday, was the end of a normal life for me. It was the last day I have had with my parents.

I fled with the other survivors after the English soldiers began suppressing fire on whoever was a civilian, including the two people I loved the most.

If I looked back before running for my life, I reckon I would have gotten myself killed. I wouldn't have become a vagabond travelling through England and Scotland. I wouldn't have met few people who motivated me that there is still hope for me to restart my life.

Mary was the only friend I cared about during my stay at the convent in Scotland. Among the nuns and some other orphans, she was the only one I trusted.

I decided to leave after Mary left to live with the de Poitiers for a while. I was living in the streets of London with the homeless when Mentor found me and took me in.

That was when my life had fully changed. Then I reunited with my cousin, Alexander, which made me chose to join the Assassins Order.

It was a mistake I was beginning to regret when I almost failed my training. I regret leaving the convent, breaking my promise to wait for Mary.

But all of that disappeared when Alexander and I became partners. We were like partners in crime, missions like pros after we graduated training to finish completion on becoming full-time Assassins.

It lasted, after I sort of confessed to him that I've been cultivating inappropriate feelings for my cousin, and after he was punished on exile and I fled to France for a mission I've failed.

I wish he was here. I wish he'd come looking for me and convince me to start over again as normal cousins. I wish I never developed any feelings for him and I wish he wasn't so nice to me so I wouldn't developed anything but normal hatred for a Casanova cousin!

My life has been one heck of mess and I've been segregating the wrong pile.

I roll to the other side of the bed. Getting up, I cleaned my face and hair first before getting up for a new day of winter.

I listen to anything that could resound from outside the house. Nothing but the cold faint silence. I wonder where Bash has ran away to and hoped he didn't left me and return to the castle.

Rummaging through some peasant clothes in a built-in closet, I picked out the most beautiful one that made me looked like I were one of the Royals, as though I was Mary.

I shook the greed creeping in my mind and tramped towards the door. Opening it, I almost thrown myself back inside upon the sight of my cousin choking the man I've replaced him with on the floor.

"Alexander." It comes out weak but was able to make him look up at me. Alexander's forest green eyes lit up like starlight. He gets up and marches over to me, smashing me into him immediately. I hugged back but let go when Bash was nursing his reddening neck. "What did you do to him?" I question Alexander with enough anger to cleanse from my head. "Bash, are you alright?"

Bash only nods as I place a supportive hand on his shoulder. "You're coming back with me to England." Says Alexander.

Averting my gaze back to him, I look down at the armor and gear he's wearing. "What by the name of God are you wearing?" I say in a demanding tone.

"Doesn't matter." He glares away. "Pack your things. We're leaving."

"No, I'm just not gonna leave."

"Yes, you are. Your mission is taken care of."

"What, you killed the King all by yourself?"

"No. But someone will."

I stare at his grin with a disappointed scowl. "You shouldn't have come."

"Why not?"

"Because-" because I can't fall in love with you again and leave behind the person I've been waiting for my whole life. I failed to summarize my answer so I look apologetically at Sebastian instead.

"You've fallen in love with another now?" There's disapproval in his voice. "But I thought I was the one you-"

"You said it yourself, we can't be together. You said this separation would be good for us so I'm not losing this chance, Alexander. My feelings for you has disappeared now and you should be happy."

He runs his hand on his brown hair, shaking his head as he bites his lower lip. "How am I supposed to be happy when I'm starting to fall in love with you, Evie?"

I scoff, never letting go of Bash's hand. "I think it's too late, Alexander."

A part of me is crying but another part is happy that I finally said it to him.

The forest green eyes I once admired start to swell in tears. He grabs my arm and drags me to the other room, slamming and locking the door behind him.

"Think about your future if you spend it with him rather than me, Evangeline!" He starts with a stern voice. "You'd be a Royal bastard's oppressed wife for your whole life."

I look away and crossed my arms on my chest protectively. He continues, "you know better than this, Evie. What about the Brotherhood? What about Mentor?" He then adds after a three-second pause, "what about me?"

"Mentor'll understand. The Brotherhood will understand. And already I've told you, I don't love you anymore."

"I can't let you be with that man, Evie."

"My life isn't yours to worry about. Now leave me alone." I push him out of the way.

While unlocking the door, "forgive me, Evie." I felt my whole body numb and exhaustion slowly pulling me to sleep. A syringe fell on the floor before my eyes closed shut.

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