Eve trembled with fear. Eunean pressed himself closer to her. She was breathing rapidly and it was almost as if he wasn't breathing at all. He leaned up and gave her an evil glare and then he drew his head into her body and began to promiscuously kiss her neck foolishly and violently. This put her in great distress. She tried to stop him by pushing him off but the chains on her arms weren't long enough. Eunean was enjoying giving Eve all this pleasure even if she didn't accept it. Eventually she would have to accept that she belonged to him and then he would get exactly what he wanted in return. Eve, heart and soul, and of course .... body, but he could collect that now if he wanted. He kissed her so brutally that his lips began to inflict pain on Eve. He wanted her more than she could ever understand and she couldn't do a damn thing about him. She knew he'd stop. He was capable of controlling himself, it's just a matter of when he'd stop.

Eve started to cry involuntarily. If she could have it anyway she wouldn't want Eunean to know she was scared, or that she could be scared. Eunean hesitated for a minute breathing on her stomach and then pulled his body up so that he was lying on Eve and staring her straight in the eyes. "What is it now? Your such a tease Eve." "Let me go or you'll wish you were never born you sick bastard." "What are you going to do, drown me with your tears, very funny!" Eve picked up an end table that was sitting by the door and crashed it into the wall using telekinesis. "Don't go breaking the furniture now1" Eunean said briskly, conjuring a blindfold out of thin air and putting it over Eve's iris colored eyes, tying it tightly behind her head so that it wouldn’t fall off. Then he got up for a second to go and fix the end table. He levitated it and put the leg back on. Then he went and lay beside Eve on the bed, looking at her face trying to read her mind. The question burning madly inside him now was if there was a strand of fondness toward him anywhere inside her.

He just sat there and watched her and looked at her breathing, her lips tightening and relaxing again awkwardly. "What are you thinking about?" , she said. "You", Eunean answered predictably. "Why?" "Because I can't think about anything else." She sat in reflection for a minute gathering her thoughts and then Eunean spoke again as she took in a gulp of air. "You are my other half. You are the light to my darkness, my purpose. I exist for you and you for me. You are my sunshine my only sunshine, when your not happy my skies are gray, you'll never know dear how much I love you, don't ever take my sunshine away. Evelan, I'm so sorry it has to be like this. If there were any other way.....but you'd escape if I didn't keep you shackled, you understand?" "Let me go." The words came softly to her in a whisper. Eunean whispered back, "If I let you run now I won't get to have any fun, now that won't be fair will it?" She sat in pensive silence and then answered, "This is fair?" "This is safe and comforting." he attempted to persuade her. "What comfort, having my wrists torn up by a pair of shackles? My arm feels like its dislocated. I'm sitting here being harassed by you when my family is probably suffering from a worse fate." "And friends.", he added helpingly.

"Why don't you let me go?" she said frustrated. "I'm afraid I cannot." he said miserably. "You are greedy, but your ego will consume you." she said bitterly unable to think of anything that would truly offend him. "But you will consume me first. I'm full of you. Thoughts, memories, emotions, lust, admiration, obsession." "I'm empty and always will be to no surprise. I am incapable of loving another." "Incapable or unwilling?" he said hanging off her words, analyzing her shallow answer in comparison with his deep statement. "What difference does it make?" she said bitterly and thoughtfully. "It makes all the difference in the world." "How? A person who is unable to love is just the same as a person who chooses not to." "A person who is unable to love does not have the choice. Therefore, they cannot go back on their decision. You've loved before, I know you Eve, and I know that you could grow to love me if you gave me the chance." "My situation is different. I didn't choose not to love. You chose for me the second you walked into my life like the obsessive psychopath that you are and you think shackling me to this wall and holding me against my own free will is going to make me fall madly in love with you? Are you deranged?" "No, but you are! A perfect guy throws himself at you and takes every measure to get you even if it means destroying you, not to mention that he's completely devoted to you and you just brush him off as being an insignificant splinter in your eye! Don’t you know I have the power in me to give you anything you desire?" "Then, I desire my freedom." "I said I had the power to give you anything, I didn't say I would use that power." , he said at the risk of sounding like a smart-ass.

"What keeps you away from me?" "I fear you." "You fear me?" "I'm afraid of you. You are my nightmare. My only nightmare. Every time you touch me it sends shivers throughout my body. Every time you speak I feel as if I could be driven insane with terror. I cannot love something that isn't real. I'm afraid of you because I don't know you, or is it that I do know you? Sometimes I feel as if you are my shadow. Sometimes its like we are connected and I know you better than I could ever know myself, other times it feels as if you are as different as a stranger pretending to be real when you seem to be only an illusion. You have too many personalities, it scares me." "I'm only one person." "No, you are not a person! You're an abstraction." He looked at Eve with the same terror-filled eyes she gazed at him with many times before as she spoke hesitantly, "I'm abstract too.”, she said clinging to her thigh with such weak frustration in her tear filled eyes. "We can be abstract together", he said brushing here hair out of the damp mess and wiping the tears from her eyes. "I can't love you it'd be too much like loving myself." "You dismiss me without even trying me." "I know enough." “Then you shall stay here until I feel like coming to visit again.” And with that, he slammed the door and walked out with an icy wind whipping back in her face, mocking her heavily. She sat there, rigid, not speaking one word, almost as if she had froze, expressionless, and now she was left in the dark...

(I got bored so I attempted to do something constructive and it didnt work)