My Angels and Demons

1. Evan needs me

Nora POV

The way he saw me, those ocean blue eyes which usually hides it’s intentions from me is now gone. I can see it now, what he clearly intended to do, what I clearly meant to be for him and the weight of the situation that I have caused. Even in this dark room, I can see that his eyes are turning darker, he approached me slowly like a predator, stalking me, calculating my moves.

I know I shouldn’t have moved a muscle, but my mind was not thinking straight and my body reacted to his taunts, my brain suggested me to run, and so I did. Mistake!!

He groped me harshly and slammed me against the wall, crashing his body against me so that I won’t move an inch, lifted my hands over my head, like that I was locked under his hold.

"Where do you think you are running my bunny, tsk... tsk... tsk... don’t you f*****g dare run away from me, and don't you f*****g think that I will leave you, when there is so much unfinished business between us ”. He spattered straight to my face gritting his molars.

I shouldn’t have talked but again my stupid brain suggest me to plead him “please..” was all I could say, in the next moment he crashed his lips on mine and gave me the worst kiss to experience.

It was rough, demanding, forceful, his sadist way to punish me. He bit my lips throughout the kiss until I bleed. He didn’t show any empathy or gentleness, that’s when I realised the fondness and affection he had for me is all fake. I was always a toy for him to satisfy his ego. He manoeurved me, Just like how he did with other girls before me. I thought that he has changed his ways for me, I was a fool and now a paying the price.

I tried to push him off but it was no use. My petit body is no match for his built muscles. He clamped both my hands at my back with his one hand and his other hand started to molest me, touching me in places where I would cringe with irritation. All I could do is to cry, I felt helpless and totally weak, my old self is being so disappointed to look at me being this pathetic. When he was about to unzip my dress ,I couldn’t let it happen, not now, because this time I know he won’t stop, even if I faint. So boosting my courage., I bit off his lips as harshly as I could and stomped his feet with mine. He let loose of all his holds over me and took a step back and without any hesitation I gave him a hard slap, the look on his face told me that he was shocked, even I was shocked by my actions, this is the first time I am fighting back.

But the surprise didn’t last much longer, the next moment he gave a hard blow in my abdomen which made me to scrunch down holding my stomach., he didn’t stop there, he started to kick me in the same place were I received the blow followed with the trail of abusive terms which I couldn’t focus to hear because of the excruciating pains that’s been developing all over my body. From the way he is kicking me, I can tell that he is enjoying doing this to me, I felt numb after repeated blows and it didn't hurt anymore until

I started to smell blood and the next thing, I was coughing my blood all over on the expensive carpet. I thought he would stop seeing the blood, yet again, I was wrong.

He dragged me against the wall by pulling my hair, I screamed and pleaded, but he turned deaf to my please. He lifted me holding my throat, with no mercy in his actions. I couldn’t even stand properly because of the lack in my strength. I was slopping down as he was trying to hold me against the wall, he groped my hair harshly again and harden his grip around my throat so that I would stand properly under his grip.

“How dare you... how dare you f*****g bitch., how dare you?No one...! I mean no one would talk or go against me. But where did you get the courage to tell me that you are leaving me. Remember you can't decide anything in here, if you want freedom then I would be the one to decide, besides Who is giving you the courage to stand against me? Does it do anything with the new man in your life? Is he telling you to fight me back? Is he telling you to break our bond, so that he can have you all to himself!?” I couldn’t answer him or concentrate on his questions. All I could see or sense that he is a different person now, he has gone mad and his previous animalistic nature has changed to monstrous aura, which frightens me more, I couldn’t even listen on what he is saying, because right now all I want is to sleep, the pain has overtaken my body and demanding me to take rest. I have no strength to talk back or defend myself, I just want this night to get over.

With me being silent and not giving a word to him, his grip on my throat tightened causing me to look at him with widen eyes and blurred vision. He looked at me more fiercely., grabbing my hair more which made me to bend my neck backwards “You are mine... only mine.! and I am not ready to leave you at any expense.” He licked my tears that’s flowing from the sides of my eyes and smelled my hair like a crazy man.,”So... fucking... beautiful... I love you, My bunny...” he said those words nuzzling my neck...he’s sick.

He’s crazy...

He is a crazy maniac and I'm his obsession, too bad that I had noticed his obsession over me only when it's too late to be noticed, may be because it was all overshadowed by his handsomeness or may be I was overwhelmed with all his sweet gestures and kind words towards me everytime, I have been exploited from the beginning since when we met, the man I believed he was, doesn’t even exist, this is the real him, a sadist, obsessed manic, who enjoys hurting the weak.

My self intervention was interrupted when I experienced a sharp pain around my neck. ‘He bit me, leaving a mark on my neck’ and I cried out of pain, wobbling my whole body.

Sensing my struggles he removed his teeth’s from my neck and saw me dearly. ‘how could he change his emotions all of a sudden, as if nothing he had done to be wrong, and everything looks quite normal, he looked at me like I'm the most beautiful thing he has ever seen, he placed his hands on my chin and made me look at him.

“Don’t you love me anymore... I know you don’t love me like I do you... but it was fine... I thought it was just the way you are.” He muttered those words sweetly and suddenly I could sense his emotions are changing, as his holds around my neck gets tighter, “And then he came between us.” He said pointing his fingers to the floor where my love is sleeping, “Now you are showering him with all the love you have, that I never got to experience from you. Do you think he deserves you more than me” he growled right to my face. “Tell me why don’t you love me like I do.. Tell me what he has that I don’t have... god damn it... speak something you stupid f*****g bitch..”., ‘he has gone mad’, he slapped me hard after shouting. But this time I didn't feel the pain but I was engrossed with anger.

Once again my stupid brain suggested me do something stupid., I spat on his face,and I did see my blood sprayed on him. Lastly I even dared him by smirking straight to his face.,

He gave a cruel laugh to me “So that’s your answer,..” he smirked, "Very well then.." the next moment I was been strangled by him. He was not threatening this time, He was determined on what he was doing, my eyes are getting heavier and there was a soreness in my throat due to the lack of my oxygen. I fought him tried to push him off but all my efforts are going in vain.

“If not mine ,then none can have you” he said squeezing the life out of me, I was getting unconscious, I wanted to give up, to put an end to all these pain in my life, I stopped fighting him, may be this is it, this is the way I will leave the world, this is the way all my miseries will be over.

That’s when he cried, as if he knows something is wrong, louder and louder alerting all my senses, making me realise that I can’t leave like this, not yet, not now! He needs me! My son needs me! EVAN needs me!

"Ah !!.. the little devil woke up.. don’t worry once I'm done here, I will take care of your precious son and send him right where you are going, so that you both can be together forever as you wish.” he said without any remorse in his words and I'm sure he will act accordingly as well.

Hearing his words, gives me a new energy, a reasons to stay alive, a reason to fight back. So, I fought back again, I tried to kick his groin but the bastard anticipated my move and blocked it before I could even lift my knee. I didn’t stop, I scratched the surface of his eyes and stomped on his feet, he let loose of all his holds over me and bend to see the damage my wedges has caused him, coughing more I grasped for air but without wasting any seconds, I took hold of the ceramic vase near by and hit at the back of his head. Seeing him falling down with blood from his head, I stumbled back, retrieving myself from the horror scene I have caused, I rushed to the stairs so that I could reach and comfort my crying son and get the hell out of here.

But before I could even reach the second step, my foot was grabbed and pulled me off the steps, with an injured forehead and blurred vision I turned to look at the DEVIL standing all tall mounting my lying figure with bleeding head and ranging eyes.

Just when I thought he is gonna have his ways to make me suffer and end my life, I heard the sound, the sound which is gonna help me to get away from this fateful nightmare.