Bound

As yours are Mine | EVA

My mouth fell agape.

"That's illegal-."

"More illegal than it could ever get." He said.

"Then what the hell are you smirking about?"

I wanted to bare my teeth in anger. This could've been what he wanted all along. This could've been all a part of some plan he devised while sick. I wanted punch him, but I'd rather my hand in one, not fracture piece.

"Maybe I like forbiddeness and danger."

He crossed his arms over his chest his smirk disappering.

"But no reason really."

He turned and left. I followed him, leaving my bathroom sink in a mess.

"Is this what you wanted?"

He paused.

"You planned this. You planned for me to let you bite me as some sick way to keep me here! What does any of this bullshit even mean?!" I snapped.

"What does this mean?"

He turned back around in one swift movement.

"As in me being bound to you, and now you being bound to me?"

When his gaze was back on me, I realize I didn't want to punch him. He deserved it, he without a doubt deserved it... But something in me hated myself for wanting to hurt him.

"Though I find humor in the irony of our situation, no sane man would plan being on the brink of death, Eva."

My eyes fell on the floor as my heart sunk to my stomach, filled with guilt.

"It means that you now share a piece of me. As I do you."

I looked up to him, shaking my head in confusion.

"My thoughts are yours..."

He took a step closer.

I took a step back.

"As yours are mine."

He approached, and I backed away, trying desperately to keep the distance between us.

"My pain is your pain..."

He drew closer and closer, his pace slow, but looming.

"...As yours is mine."

My back hit the wall and before I could even think to bolt, he moved in a blur. His body pressed flush against me. He kept his eye locked with mine and continued.

"My senses are yours, as yours are mine."

I tried to keep my face expressionless, but if what he said was true, it didn't matter what I wanted to hide. If it was true, then he felt the same way I did in that moment. He felt the warmth spreading throughout my body, radiating from places it shouldn't. He felt how it intensified with the feeling of his cool skin again my overheating body. Likely, he also knew how much it troubled me most that I didn't want it to stop.

I slipped my hands between him and I and slammed them into his chest. He stumble back, but he couldn't have been that affected by it truly

I said nothing. And neither did he as he left the room. He left me standing, back against the wall. I slid down it, pulling my knees to my chest as I tried to forget these thought.

I wanted to hate him, but I couldn't. I could blame it on being bound, but even if I wasn't, a small part of me knew I'd still feel some of this. The only difference was, then I could no longer deny it.

I inhaled deeply and released it in a long sigh.

"Fuck you, Hale," I said in the silence of the room.

Which is exactly what you want right now.

I wanted to pull my hair out at my own intrusive thoughts. One way or another, I was still his servant. I was still human, and it was still illegal for me to be anything more than his servant. The most I could do was get back to whatever my purpose was here, and hope it didn't take long for things to return to normal.

But I had a bad feeling. Something in me knew that normal no longer existed here.

For neither me nor Hale.