28-𝕴𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞?

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꧁☬ CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT:28-𝕴𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖞? ☬꧂

<𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓵𝔂𝓷𝓷>

꧁☬ The next morning she woke up, it was 8AM. 1 hour and 30 more minutes until class. She stretched and looked to the right, Zeke asleep next to her. His chest was moving slowly up and down. «Wake up, we have to get ready. And the cafeteria hall closes in an hour.» He groaned and opened his eyes. «Ugh..» She couldn't but smile. She has never seen him like this before. He sat up and stretched. «I'll go dress up.» She mumbled and stood up. She grabbed her uniform and locked herself in the bathroom. When she came out, Zeke already had his uniform on. He was looking at the mirror, almost staring through it. «You good?» She asked suspicious. He nodded. «Let's go eat breakfast now..» He answered lost in thoughts. She was about to walk to her door when he already grabbed her wrist tightly and walked out of the bedroom with fast steps. He didn't even let her lock her room, but she could hear the lock make a noise, meaning he locked it himself. He didn't let go of her wrist while going to the hall. It was an effort to keep up with him. «Can't you slow down?» He shook his head. ☬꧂

꧁☬ It's been a long day. She sighed and sat down on the leather couch, Camilla dropping down next to her. «I hate school..» Camilla said, leaning onto Evelynns shoulder. «Ah! Now I remember where I left my hairbrush..» Evelynn said. Camilla looked up. «Did you even listen to me?» Eve shrugged and stood up. «Be right back.» She said, walking up the stairs, then to the right. She walked through the long hallway until she reached Zeke's rooms. She banged against his door. The door unlocked and she stepped inside. As she did so the door immediately closed and locked. Zeke was sitting shirtless on his chair, smoking or taking something. She wasn't sure. The room was completely dark, except one little candle. She didn't say anything and just walked into his bathroom, grabbing the wooden hairbrush. When she came back out she noticed Zeke had a huge bruise on his shoulder. «Zeke..Your shoulder.» He didn't answer and took a long puff out of his Cigarette. She sighed and shook her head. She walked up to the door, but it didn't unlock. «Open the door.» He didn't answer. ☬꧂

꧁☬ «Zeke! Open this fucking door!» He shook his head. «I don't feel like it.» She groaned. «So? Why are you always after me?! Just let me out god!» She shook his head. «Come here.» She placed the Hairbrush on the small table and walked up to him. He looked at her. Even in this darkness she could see his ice blue eyes. «I need some company..» She rolled her eyes. «Then get friends.» He laughed. Then he grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto his lap. «I have friends. More than you can count. But I want you. I want your company, not somebody else's.» She looked at him confused. His right hand touched the back of her head. «Why?»She asked. He just shrugged. Evelynn exhaled loudly. She could feel the bow in her hair loosen. «I love this bow..» He mumbled. His hand traveled down to her hip, which he grabbed slightly. «Almost as much as seeing your cute little face..Your pink lips, your blonde hair..Your round innocent eyes and your blushy cheeks..» He grinned and took another drag of his cigarette. «You know-» Someone knocked on the door. The two looked to the direction, he pulled her closer, wrapping an arm around her hips. «What do you want?!» He shouted. «Can we talk?» It seemed to be Camilla. «No. Not now!» He was clearly mad. «Maby it's important..» Eve whispered. «We're not close at all, it can't be that important.» She sighed. «You know, before my mother died. She always wore this bracelet..» A black crystal wristband appeared around Evelynns wrist. «If it breaks, it means it's protection is gone..It's made out of very rare material..You can't find this on earth even..» Her eyes widened while she looked at his gift. «It's..pretty..» He caressed her hips. «I'd like to kiss you right now..» He said. ☬꧂

꧁☬ «Evelynn wake up.» Camilla slapped against Eve's arm.  It was 3AM. Eve seemed to have fallen asleep on the couch after everyone else left. She whimpered. «I hate my life...» This dream would haunt her for many more days for sure.. ☬꧂

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