Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Fredrick waited, his grip on Sarah tightening slightly, for Eve to make her decision. He didn't need Sarah for leverage anymore but he wasn't going to let her go and risk the chance of her attacking him again. He could feel the hatred coming off of Eve in waves, almost touch it and warp it around himself like a lover. The terror that was coming off of Sarah was like a decadent dessert, something to savor, but it was the hatred from Eve that was his main course. "What to do, what to do? Hmm Eve?" he taunted her. Michael was frozen somewhere halfway between moving backwards towards Eve or forwards to helping Sarah. Decisions. decisions. Fredrick laughed in his mirth, enjoying Eve's distress over having to show Michael her true self.
Michael took a step towards Eve, his hand out, looking into her eyes. He took another and another, until he had finally reached her. Sarah was all but forgotten by Michael at this point, in this moment, because he HAD to know what Fredrick was talking about, Eve's true self. What could that possibly even mean? He was confused and frightened, worried that Sarah was going to get hurt because if his stubbornness. When he finally reached Eve, he held his hands out to her. "Come on, Eve. Come out of the shadows, we don't have time for this. What is he talking about? You're still my Eve." He was looking into her eyes, Eve's eyes, and they were much the same. The only thing different about her eyes was how much hatred he could see hiding behind the depths.

Sarah watched as Michael seemingly abandoned her for Eve. She watched him move towards the shadows and try to coax her out. She watched as Eve took a timid step into the lame light in the alley. And her eyes widened when she finally took a good look at Eve in the light.

© DJ Shaw

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