: DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any thing that is The Evil Within including Characters and places. I only own the OC and the plot.
Chapter 3: The Visitor
Leslie smiled at me and laid beside me. I think he likes long periods of starting into each others eyes. I have heard that the eyes are gateways to the soul. Maybe he sees something good in me. I can't help to wonder sometimes what goes on in that head of his. He is everything I could hope for in a companion. I just a little scared. I have to go to a hospital tomorrow. I don't like hospitals and neither does Leslie.
Sebastian said that everything will be fine. I'm scared. He says that they can fix my arm. I'll be very happy and slightly relieved if the doctors can fix my arm. Then I can hug Leslie the way other hug their loved ones. To be normal. I'm already taking medications for my head and they keep the voices at bay. I don't want to take them but Leslie says it's ok.
I looked over at Leslie. He was looking at me. I leaned over to kiss him. He kissed me back.
"I'm scared." I told him
Leslie looked at me puzzled, "W-Why?"
"I'm scared of tomorrow." I answered.
"Everything...will...will be ok...ok...ok..." He reassured me and held me close.
I smiled and pressed my body against his. "What would you like to do right now Leslie?" I asked him
He looked at me and smiled lightly, "I..I ..." he paused for a moment.
I watched him. I wonder what goes on through his head. I looked up at him. Leslie looked a bit worried now. I wasn't sure why. He then sat up on the bed.
"Leslie what's wrong?" I asked my love
"Hurts...hurts...it hurt...it hurts...IT HURTS!" He started off
"What hurts?" I couldn't help but ask with concern
He held his hands to his head and clenched his hair in his hands. He then started to scream loudly. He slid off the bed and fell to the floor onto his knees. I got up off the bed so fast to help him. I knelt down to his level and tried to get his attention. He started to scream more loudly. I looked at him with fear that something bad is happening to my Leslie.
"LESLIE! WHAT'S WRONG?" TELL ME!" I yelled to get his attention.
He yelled and screamed, trashing about. His whole body shacking. He collapsed on the floor and started to convulse. As if something was possessing him. He struggled to get back up. He was still screaming and hollering. I didn't know what to do. I feared for his life and my own. He held on to his head, gripping his hair and screaming like he was being murdered.
"LESLIE PLEASE! WHAT'S WRONG?!" I yelled again.
Leslie stopped screaming and looked straight at me. I knew that look. Fear overtook my body. I was frozen in fear. I was in shock. There was no way, no how that this could have happened.
"No..." I said silently
Leslie stood up and looked around the room. He then looked himself over. He looked over at me and smirked. Leslie walked over to me and I knew that everything he was doing. Everything that he was...He was Ruvik.
