6 : Heartbreak story

Evelyn :

It took me a while to gather my emotional state and I didn't even noticed that I fell asleep after all the crying. Opening my eyes, I noticed that it is already evening and when it registered in my mind, I opened my eyes.

''Shit,'' I shook my head at my stupidity. I couldn't let anything like this happen, knowing that I always needed to be more careful about the neighborhood and its dangers, but something made me feel safe, even though I wanted to throw that idea away.

Sighing, I rubbed my eyes and looked around again. I was completely alone in the room and the house seemed quiet like in the graveyard, so getting up from bed, I questioned myself before thinking about what to do next.

Raphael certainly was doing his work related things again. I had to figure out how to get away from this haunted house before I want to leave this place at all, especially the master of this house who like a madman claims to be my lost husband or whatever.

I couldn't stay with a man who looked like a model from the cover of a magazine. They can lure women into their trap and then do what they want, even though I wouldn't mind if- oh shut it! I forced myself to stop before I get myself more in trouble.

"Stop thinking nonsense, Evelyn," furious at my thoughts and before I could recover from everything, the door to the room opened and there he was already standing, like a real angel of death in all his beauty.

Dressed in black, like from that night, only this time there was a black shirt under the cloak, who gave me good visual picture which made me imagine how would he look naked, seeing that the shirt was only half buttoned, giving me a good view of his flashing tattoos.

My mouth suddenly became dry like a desert. I think I stared too long because when I lifted my head and met his own stare, his lips rose into a little teasing smile.

"You're up, finally. I didn't want to bother you, but I needed to make sure if you are okay after our last conversation," being serious now, Raphael took a step closer to me, " Sorry for what I said, I didn't want to scare you or upset you," seeing real guilt on his face, I couldn't even find myself resist when his large body crossed the room to stand by the bed in front of me, but far from touching me anyway.

Focusing on my emotions and remembering his words, I let my anger out again, knowing I can't fall again to his charming ways to get me forgive him.

''Oh and now you think everything will be okay from now on?'' I arched an eyebrow,'' Actually you're right. It's better to stay away from me because I can only kill," spitting out the words, some kind of animal sound came out of him, but too low and unknown to be comparable to anything alive because the next moment his hand found a way into my hair to make a fist pulling me close to him and with his other hand he sharply lifted my chin to look right at him. His eyes blazed like real flames of fire in an unknown emotion.

"No, don't blame yourself for who you are and what you are capable to do. Never be ashamed about yourself and your ability to do something like that only with one touch because darling, that's the least thing you can do to someone like me," growling the words, I could only open my mouth in shock.

Severely swallowing my saliva, I was afraid to ask, but still had to do it.

" Who am I and why can you alone touch me by being completely immune to my poison?''

Raphael smiled, but it wasn't a teasing or sexy smile that makes you melt, but a deadly smile with promises that make you run away but even that made my heart jump in my chest.

"I am a Phoenix, God of Fire, but everyone calls me Death, that's what I prefer. Rare species because they are born every five centuries but I control the whole paranormal world and its living beings, including you, my dear," he stroked my hair in gentle caress.

"Then tell me who I am, " I had to grit my teeth.

His gaze slid across my face as he looked me in the eyes again.

"To be honest, I don't know, because you were not born with these abilities. You acquired them when you were a small child. Of course you don't remember but when you were five years old you got into a situation that led to such a result in your father's laboratory...There was a problem, you see. The machine that used the paranormal people killed everyone. It was a failure, you gained the ability to kill because your father injected in your veins a poison that would make everyone die at your touch, it succeeded, of course, because you survived, but....

Your father was so happy with his success that he was obsessed with the thought that your body can endure it and therefore decided to share your DNA and blood with others, he was able to create others like you but not without consequences. He was betrayed by someone because one day the swat team and all the army of paranormal soldiers that could be gathered broke in.

Realizing what was going on, he was killed on the spot for using humans and killing living creatures for his experiments. You were rescued and taken to safe hands by your grandfather, the only family member you had left. "

Hearing it all, I had held my breath in shock and felt tears on my cheeks.

"How...How do you know all this? How can I believe you?"

He gave me a guilty look but full of security and hope.

"Because I was there. Because I was leading a mission to end it all. I realized then that you were special to me but come from another world. I had to wait a while for you to grow up, of course. In the world where we were together before that you looked different than you do now. You were born again because in the previous life you died tragically, even if I may painfully admit it and remember it. "

It was hard for me to accept the truth and comprehend it all. I no longer knew what was reality, what was real and what was not because everything seemed crazy. Like a nightmare you can't wake up from.

"I don't understand," I whispered and let the tears fall over my cheeks again, "I don't even remember my father and everything he told me. I knew from the beginning that I was different when I befriended a girl in kindergarten but then I killed her by accident by touching. It was supposed to be me, not her. No one deserves it. I'm a killer, " biting my lip, my heart and my throat strangled me, feeling how painful it was and my tears again wanted to break out of my eyes.

"Oh, darling, no, look at me," Raphael raised my chin again, wiped my tears with his fingers and gently kissed my forehead, " you were just a small child. A victim to his obsessed experiments, nothing else. You didn't know so don't blame yourself. You're not guilty of anything. Never call yourself a murderer. You're an angel. Pure and innocent. The sweetest girl I've ever had, and now that you're with me again, I won't let you go anywhere, you hear me? You're mine,'' daring me to say something to that statement, I fell silent.

I could only let out a gross snort as if someone had broken my soul and now it was breaking in half without knowing what the reality was. All I had to do was to be strong. I was tired of fighting for life, fearing every time if I will hurt someone else and the first person who did not die from my touch turned out to be another lover of another life. How crazy does that sound?

Nothing was really a surprise anymore because I was not normal and since I am entangled in this trouble myself, why not enjoy it and watch how it all goes on?

"I give up. I am so tired of it all," leaning against him, I put my forehead in the crook of his neck and immediately his hands went into my hair to hold me tightly and putting his chin on top of my head, it gave me a sense of security like never before. I don't even know why because he was only a stranger to me.

What an irony. A stranger but I feel quite safe, like never before.

I felt him sigh heavily as he carefully released me and took a step back a little from me, giving me some breathing room and private space. At least some times he was a gentleman.

Flaming eyes watched me.

"I'll make dinner, then you can rest. I'll have to leave you alone for a while because work is waiting but if you need me, come to my office," he explained, I could just nod again.