Hello all! This is Part 3b of When Paths Collide, A Ruthless Reality, I called it 3b because it wasn't quite 4, but it did come straight after 3, plus Sparda had most of 3, might as well give Eva some time in the spotlight! Anyway, R + R please, I am a desperate little child!
Disclaimer: I do not own Sparda, Eva, DMC or Coca-Cola, if I did, there would be one hot ass coke advertisement (or 'commercial') in the future!
DD:I have permission to continue this fic...
"Owch!" Eva shouted. "What are you trying to do, suffocate my leg!? It's just a bandage, no need to wrap it so tightly!"
Aunt Pearl looked up at her from where she was bandaging her leg, she couldn't help but smile looking at her.
"What are you smiling at?"
"…..EVA'S GOT A BOYFRIEND! EVA'S GOT A BOYFRIEND!"
"Not this again!" Eva sighed. It would take Pearl quite a while to convince otherwise.
"Look, a demon snuck up from behind, swiped my leg, I got it and he was there, at first when he asked if I needed help, I didn't think much of it, but then I looked at him, he was so….different. I wanted to get to know him, so I accepted his help. He's a really great guy, but that's the thing, he's a guy, we probably won't see each other ever again. Now if you excuse me, if you're done, I'll hop up to my room by myself, I've accepted enough help tonight."
Eva got up from the sofa, got on one foot, and made for the stairs.
"Eva…."
"Yea?"
"….Were you going to kiss him?"
"….Shut up."
Eva flopped herself down on the bed. What a night! First of all the girls ditched her, then she gets attacked by demons! Then she meets…..
Him.
Gah! Don't think about him, Eva! What should we do now? Call the girls? Rub it in their face that if they didn't leave her, her ankle wouldn't be twisted? Watch TV?
Then it hit her exactly what she would do. Eva got on her good foot, plugged in the cassette player and pushed play, right where she left it.
She
sinks in my mind as she sheds through her skin
Touch sight taste
like fire
Hands do now what eyes no longer defend
Hands to fuel
desire
I'll be fine, you'll be fine
This moment seems so
long
Don't waste now, precious time
We'll dance inside the song
What
makes the one to shake you down?
Each touch belongs to each new
sound
Say now you want to shake me too
Move down to me, slip
into you
It was the first time she properly listened to the lyrics, her heart melted to a liquid that belonged to him. She couldn't help it, she had a weak heart.A heart that was all his now.
She was awakened from her daydreams when she heard a knock at the door. Usually she would have done the normal teenager thing, tell them to get lost, but she didn't feel like a teenager anymore thanks to him, she felt like a proper lady, and ladies welcomed guest with open arms, didn't they?
"Come in."
Mark, Eva's father, stepped in with a Coke and a handful of The Hotel mint chocolates. Did he finally find out it was her stealing them? Heck, he even put mousetraps around the place at one point, trying to find the culprit!
"Wow, there's definitely something wrong with you, kiddo, you actually let me into your room without a hissy fit!"
Mark was a man in his mid 40s, tall with dark hair, he still looked good for his age though, she'd seen several women staying there try to flirt with him, thinking he was late 20s, early 30s. She guessed he was handsome to women that age, but there was no one on Earth as handsome as her Jason.
He sat down beside her bed, putting the coke and mints on the drawer beside her bed.
"Dad, you can stop calling me kidd-"
"Shh, listen for a minute. Pearl told me that you got that injury from helping some gentleman with his shopping."
"Yea?"
"What I'm saying is….I don't believe that for a second."
"Well it's the truth, you're just going to have to trust me!" Eva lay, arms folded on the bed.
"…..Were you demon hunting?"
"No!"
"Do you swear?"
"Yes!"
"….On your mother's grave?"
"DAD!"
Mark's calm face turned to a frown as he gazed at his daughter, the spitting image of the one her loved so dearly.
"You're lying, aren't you?" He whispered.
"No Dad, I'm not lying, I just can't believe you could say something like that! You're the one that puts a wreath on her grave every Sunday because you want her to 'Rest in Peace', you're the one that doesn't want her name mentioned in this place because you want her to 'Rest in Peace', and here you are, the biggest hypocrite in the world, trying to make her swear on her grave! Well I've got news for you, Saint Lionheart, Saint Lionheart, Saint Lionheart. Saint Lionheart, my mother, died because of me, now GET OUT! Get….out…."
"Eva.."
"GET…..OUT!!!!!!"
Pearl quickly ran up the stairs and burst into Eva's bedroom.
"What in the name of God is going on here!?"
"Nothing." Mark said, standing up from the bed. "…I was just leaving so Eva could get some rest, that's all…"
Eva's dad walked towards the door, giving her one last look before he left, only to see Eva glaring at him coldly from her bed.
As soon as he left, Eva dug her head into her pillow, she didn't cry though, crying was a sign of weakness, and she was weak enough as she was, letting herself fall for someone she knew for only an hour.
What's a girl to do?
What's a girl in love to do?
Wow, angsty chapter! R + R please!
