So much anger built in me and I wanted to turn around and kill Miles. Literally kill him. The only strength I had left in me was to cry and feel pain of my throbbing wounded body. I tried to cover every wound in agony but I was shaking so much and it wasn't doing any help. My vision blurred and Miles who is behind me lift his hands up in defeat and collapses onto his knees. It was a sign that he was done. Evan rushed towards me and flipped me onto my back, looking down at me but pausing. Through my wet glassy eyes I see his beautiful ones turn into a crimson red, guilt running through them. I couldn't talk, my throat was so raw and dry from screaming. "Evan get her out now." Petros says from behind and Evan closes his eyes, letting out a shaky breath. He's trying to control. When he opens his eyes again, he slips one arm under my knees and the other under my back. He picks me up and rests me against him, turning and walking out of the kitchen. Amber scurries out too, freaking out about Miles. "Adeline, are you going to be okay?" She asks, keeping up with the same pace as Evan's who is hurrying up the stairs. "Amber being Ms. Nice over here isn't the best time, now leave." Evan replies back to her while I choke out a cough in pain. I wince, pressing my hand against my wound on my arm. Amber stops mid on the stairs with her mouth open wide in shock. She didn't follow and argue. Evan opens the door of his bedroom and carries me to the bathroom. "It hurts." I cry, clenching onto my arm. "Don't worry, you aren't going to die. We just need to stop the-" He pauses, his body shaking while placing me in the tub. "-The blood." He finishes off the sentence and I sigh, resting my head against the wall of the tub. Evan turns on the water, the warmth running along my legs. "Adeline please stay with me." He begs, grabbing a small cloth and running it along my wounded arm. I wince at the stinging feeling, trying to pull away but he roughly holds me still. I sigh, keeping my lids open and watching my mixed blood with water go down the drain. "I can't believe you fought him." Evan starts and stops cleaning my wound for a second. "I had to do something. I wasn't going to let him beat me like a rag doll without putting up a fight." I mutter, grabbing a handful of water and splashing the top of my head. It runs down my hair and face, the cut in my scalp burning when the water hit it. I squeeze my eyes shut, holding in a cry. "Here." I open my eyes to see Evan holding a little plastic bowl that you fill with water. I slowly take it from his hands and I pour water in the bowl, pouring it over my head and cleaning my hair that's covered in blood. My hair must look gross because it's crusted with blood and it's mixed with my blonde hair. "Thanks." I mutter and Evan watches me rinse off. "I can't believe Miles attacked you. What the fuck is his problem?" "I have no clue. We kind of got in an argument and he lunged at me." "I swear if he bit you, I'd kill him." I turn my head to him, staring in his eyes. "Evan, he's your brother. You wouldn't kill him. Beat him till he's close to death, yeah but kill him? You'd feel so guilty." "Now I wouldn't care. He hurt you Adeline and staring at you while he smothered you close to him hurt me. I saw you were in so much pain and begging me for my help. The only think I saw was red and Miles and- and death. I wanted to kill him." I sigh, turning off the water and leaning to the edge of the tub, running my wet hands on his cheeks. "I'm here, I'm okay." "We should have never came here." He whispers and I lean my forehead against his. "We can leave. Mr. Hansel didn't want me to get in trouble and I don't think coming home a day earlier would be a big deal." Evan licks his lips and pulls away from me, getting up. I slowly get up too, trying not to use my wounded arm that much. Some blood is still oozing out but luckily the knife wasn't large enough to make me get a couple of stitches. I climb out of the tub and Evan wraps a dirty t-shirt of his he found hanging around the bathroom around my wound. He ties it tightly to stop the bleeding. "How do you know so well on how to clean wounds and all?" I ask him and he smiles. "In school we took a medical class for emergencies you know. Something helpful actually." He walks out of the bathroom and comes back with my backpack full of clothes. "Change into new dry clothes and later we can find out what we can do about staying here or leaving." I nod, grabbing my backpack and watch him leave the bathroom once more, shutting the door. I strip out of my wet clothes and I put on a baggy t-shirt and nice athletic shorts. After I fix my arm and I find a first aid kit in one of the cabinets, trying to stop the bleeding for good and stitching it with bandaids. After I stop the bleeding from my scalp and I pick my wet hair up in a bun. I eventually get out of the bathroom and Evan is sitting on his bed, staring at nothing. He turns to me and gives me a soft smile. "I think it's time to talk to my parents." I nod my head while he wraps his arm around mine and we both leave his room. After asking some servants where is parents actually are we walked for a bit until we hit a room which his father must do business there because it was full with books and paper work on desks. Phyllis and Petros were both sitting down talking about what happen and how Miles is in his room alone. Amber was sent in another room so Miles doesn't do anything crazy to her. "Mother, father, Adeline and I are going back to the school." They both turn our attentions towards us and Phyllis furrows her eyes. "No, you just got here." "And Miles also killed Adeline. We are going back." Petros gets up, walking to us. "Listen it was all a mishap you guys will leave tomorrow, the day you all are suppose to go back." "Dad, I swear if I see Miles face anywhere I will kill him." Phyllis voice roars in the room with laughter. "You will really kill Miles? Not on my watch." I try to keep up because my head is spinning. I'm so dizzy. "I don't want him near Adeline. You hear me? Coming here was a big waste of time." "No it wasn't, you saw your parents." Petros says, slapping his hand on Evan's shoulder. Evan shakes it off and pinches his nose. "Yes it was dad because after all of this, you guys didn't even ask Adeline if she's okay. But no you all rushed to Miles." They both looked at him with a sour look and I glance away in embarrassment. "Well, Adeline seems okay." Phyllis responds back and Evan chuckles sarcastically. "Are you serious? You know what? Whatever. I don't care what you guys think." They tried to call his name while he tugged me towards the door. I pull away from his grip and I turn around, my eyes locking with his mothers. "Just so you know, the way you treat your sons is so pathetic. Loving one so much and treating the other like he's nothing is so disgusting. If I was you, I'd be so embarrassed." I spit before turning back around and slamming the door. Evan and I walk back to his bedroom without encountering Miles and Amber. "This is outrageous!" Evan screams when I shut the door, swaying his arms around the air. "What?" I ask him and he turns to me. "It's so sickening watching them not even care! Yes you are human but you are someone who I truly care about and they should know that! They should at least show that they care besides showing so much hate and making you feel so low of yourself." "Evan, honestly I don't fucking care about them. All I care is that we are both okay." He walks up to me and wraps his arms around my wast, pulling me close to him. "I know I know. This is just madness." "It's fine." I say back, trying to calm him down. "But hey, at least you got some control? You didn't attack me while cleaning my wounds." He smirks, kissing me on the forehead. "It took so much urge to control." I bring his head down, licking my lips and laughing. "At least you did it." I say before pressing my lips against his. He lets me, kissing me back and slipping his tongue in my mouth. I let him, a moan slipping out of my lips. From all of this, at least we are doing something we both like. Evan lifts me up, my legs wrapping around his torso. He carries me to the bed, laying me down and hovering over me. "Now this isn't a big waste of time." He whispers after pulling away and I giggle at the thought of it. We go back to making out and the way Evan touches me is extraordinary. My body vibes out in pleasure waves and I can't help but let him do it and moan at the feeling. Eventually he was going to far, feeling the hem of my shorts coming down. "Evan no, not now." "But-" He whines and I press my fingers on his lips so he can stop talking. "Not now, not after what happen. I think now is the best to rest." He sighs, rolling off of me and laying down besides me. "Another time?" He asks and I turn to my side, looking at him. "Yes." "Soon?" "When I feel better, yes." I reply back and he smiles, giving me a kiss on my nose before laying back down.