Their safe haven

Chapter fifteen🫶🏼

Evelyn's pov

Beep...BEEP...BEE- I groaned as I turned on my side to turn my alarm off. I finally smacked it and slowly opened my eyes.

It was still dark outside because I wanted to be able to get ready on time. I grabbed my throbbing head in my hands and began to sit up against my headboard.

I grabbed my phone and tried to find some music to play to wake me up, I remember that one song I saw Salvatore playing and unlocked my phone to find it. I typed the name of the song and a few seconds later music began to fill my room.

I lifted my blankets and swung my feet out of my bed and onto the cold hard wood floor. I began to walk towards my closet while the soft song played throughout my room.

The soft tone and the singer's raspy voice scratched that one spot in my brain that felt just right. I began to sway back and forth on the heels of my feet while looking for an outfit.

I grabbed light blue denim jeans and a baby blue Nike sweatshirt, I want to be comfortable but also look slightly cute. I looked around for some shoes when my eyes caught the perfect match.

I picked up the baby blue Nike Air Force low tops and held them up to my top to see that the blues matched. I grabbed a pair of socks and grey underwear with a grey sports bra.

I still remember both Salvatore and Alessandro's glares and disgusted looks as they looked at what I grabbed. I rolled my eyes at the memory and walked into the bathroom.

I brushed my teeth and began to get dressed while looking around the white and black bathroom. The glass shower was huge and the sink had a lot of counter space.

Once I had my clothes on I looked into the mirror and my lips pulled slightly at the sight of myself. I looked reborn and refreshed, I looked brighter and my green eyes looked a lot lighter.

My lips felt chapped so I looked around and finally found my watermelon chapstick, I put some in my lips and then slipped it into my back pocket.

I walked out of my bathroom, flicking the light off on the way out. The song on my phone had stopped playing and I looked down to check the time.

I mentally smacked myself when I saw that it was only 5:30 am! I sighed and rubbed my aching head, I have nothing to do for almost 20-30 minutes.

I swallowed my fear and made my way to my bedroom door. I slowly opened it and held the knob as I closed it quietly, something I learned over the years is to be very quiet.

I walked downstairs and went to the living room, I am hardly ever in the living room but it is very nice. It had a wide tv and a leather couch with a random dude passed out on it, there is also a cute picture of an ocean that looks to be about one hundred years old.

WAIT! I looked down to see a man around Lucas's age passed out on the couch with drool coming out of his parted lips. His curly hair covers his face but from what I can make out is that he is very tall and really muscular.

I started to panic as I looked around for any type of weapon. I heard a small but deep groan and I saw the man flip onto his side. I quickly grabbed a remote and cup and got into a fighting position.

As soon as the man opened his eyes I threw the remote at his head, he held his head and quickly sat up. Shit, wasn't prepared for that.