Every Little Thing

"You're an atheist, you don't believe in god." I say, reminding him.

"No, but I believe in you. You're all I need Evelyn." He states, his eyes scurrying around my face, as if trying to memorise it.

"I believe in whatever you believe.." he says lowly, stepping closer, letting the confession slip as if it truly were that simple. As if god, heaven and sin- as if it really meant nothing to him.

I softly push his chest away, muttering a "that's not how it works." Of course Oscar Maxwell has never had anything to pray for.

That was until he met his very own version of religion- Evelyn Ivers.
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EVELYN IVERS, the fallen angel. Evelyn came from the perfect family, she got perfect grades, she was the perfect good girl. She was told she was destined for greatness. On the surface, Evelyn was everything but deep down she had cuts as deep as hell. Her parents are now in a loveless marriage due to her father's infidelity, her mental illness is at an all time high and she doesn't quite know when the drugs stopped having the meant effect.

OSCAR MAXWELL, the devil reincarnation. Oscar isn't perfect, he doesn't quite care about anything other than his grades- to which he doesn't have to try all that hard. But when he sees Evelyn Ivers, star girl of Braewood High struggling, he doesn't know what comes over himself. Or so he says. Evelyn knows Oscar isn't even decent. But he's hers, the only thing he needed was to be hers. All he wanted was to see her smile. To help his fallen angel claim her place as god's favourite, once again.