Last one for today. Will right more tomorrow!

"Evan! I was j..

"Catherine it's okay don't be scared. I've wanted to speak to you for a while." He walked into the office shutting the door and locking it behind him.

He then proceeded to close the blinds picking something up of the shelf. I started to back away from him, but he kept walking towards me. I eventually walked into the table and could go no further. I wasn't sure as to what he was going to do.

My heart was pounding, adrenaline coursing through my veins; I shut my eyes as he stood in front of me. I felt his warm clammy breath on my face; it stank of rotten eggs and poo. I heaved, clutching onto the side of the table.
"My poor love" Evan brushed a strand of hair out of my face, then with his other hand he stabbed something into my next. I pushed him away, he stumbled and fell back into his desk; I made a break for the door. The room was spinning, my eyes were suddenly heavy. I felt Evan come up behind me and wrap his arms around my middle, he put his head next to mine and said something along the lines of sleep well my baby.
I came around to find myself in a bright, clean, sunny room; I went to push myself up but I couldn't move my arms. I looked up to find my wrists bound to the bed posts, I tried pulling on them but the rope just dug into my wrists.

Why….Why was Evan doing this! Why where his eye the same color as Vincent's when he was beasting out. I looked around the room it was pretty much scarce except from the wardrobe, night stand, the bed and a flat screen TV hanging on the wall. Luckily there was an alarm clock on the night stand. I was shocked to find I had been out for twelve hours, I hoped that Tess, Heather or Vincent might be looking for me. I looked out of the window I was in some sort of apartment block I knew that much. A sudden wash of anxiety came over me, was my child okay? Would that anesthesia have done any damage to them, had he injected me with anything else? I jumped as the door opened, Evan walked in with a tray of food, he had big black bags under his eyes, he looked disheveled and was white as sheet, which just helped to make his eye look even more pronounced.
"You're awake….I brought you some food, you have to keep your strength up now you're pregnant."

He sat down next to me and smiled pushing my hair back behind my ears. I watched him carefully, Evan was still shaking uncontrollably. He picked up a glass of orange juice that had a straw in it and put it to my lips. I didn't care I was parched; I drank it greedily savoring the cool liquid on my dry scratchy throat. He pulled it away when I had finished. I plucked up the courage to ask him what he was doing.
"Evan….Why are you doing this…Please just let me go and I won't tell anyone!" I was pretty much pleading, you could take course after course on how to deal with a hostage situation but nothing would prepare you for your own.

Evan just gave me a sort of twisted smile, before placing a hand on my cheek stroking it with his thumb.
"I want to be with you Catherine and I know you want to be with me. That night we shared a few months ago. I know you feel the same as me, but what I don't understand is why you keep going back to that monster." I remembered that night and instantly cringed inside. Me and Vincent had just had a huge argument, it was the Christmas party and I got regrettably, very drunk. Evan asked me if I was okay and I just launched myself at him. One thing led to another and we ended up spending the night together. Vincent knew about, I went round to the warehouse the next day and told him. We spent the rest of the day talking and working things out.

Evans face suddenly became dark as he began to talk about Vincent. His thumb no longer caressed my cheek instead he dug his nail in. I felt my eyes watering from the pain, his eyes had shifted color into that pretty molten gold.
"I want you to love me, the way you love him." I didn't know quite what to say. He picked up the spoon and started feeding me soup, I ate it all. The whole time Evan cooed about work, how Tess was in a mess thinking I had been kidnapped and what we would say to our work colleagues about our new relationship and how we were expecting.
"I need to go to the toilet" I blurted out he stopped talking and nodded, he undid the ropes and led me to the bathroom, this wasn't his apartment was the first thing I noted, his bedroom in this apartment was an exact replica to the one at his actual apartment. He opened the bathroom door and ushered me in. I smiled at him before closing the door and locking it.
"I'll be out here waiting for you, I know how you like to run Chandler" he chucked
I slid down to the floor and put my head between my legs trying to figure out what to do next. I looked round the bathroom there was a window next to the toilet, it was alarmed. I patted myself down for my phone stupidly; it would have been one of the first things he would have taken. Evan started talking to me again.
"I stole your mothers' research in hope, that I could destroy that abomination you love. The only thing is the idea of having all that power, I just couldn't help it. I had to have it; I wanted to have the strength and the speed. But I'm different from him I'm not the murder he is…" I sat in the bathroom scared, confused. I didn't know what to say, and apart from that; what could I say?!
"Are you okay my love?"
"I'm fine Evan" I needed to escape but how I looked around the bathroom and then I saw it. I flushed the toilet and ran the tap pretending I had used them. I grabbed the deodorant can and hid it behind my back, holding it in my right hand. I took a deep breath the adrenaline was coursing through my veins again; I had one shot I needed to get this right. I unlocked the door and slowly opened it, I felt as though my heart was about to burst out of my chest. I smiled at him as I took a step forward, come on Chandler you can do this. COME ON!

I whipped the deodorant can out from behind my back and sprayed him in the eyes. He screamed in agony as it his eyeballs, his hands flew to his face as he tries to wipe it away. This was my chance! I smacked him in the temple with the deodorant can using all the force I could muster, before giving him a swift kick in the balls. Evan collapsed to the floor, rolling in pain not knowing where to clutch. I began running to the apartment front door ripped it open and began running down the stairs, I could hear him getting up and beginning to stagger down the stairs. I started screaming for help banging on apartment doors as I ran by. I continued running feeling sick and dizzy, I was out of breath but Evan was still gaining on me. I managed to reach the ground floor I flung the building doors open and staggered out.

I ran into the street only to be greeted by Tess who pulled me aside. The whole police squad had surrounded the building; the S.W.A.T team was positioning themselves outside the door. As Evan ran outside the building he was greeted by a hail of gunshots.

Were you expecting that? Is Evan dead? Find out tomorrow... (Just changed some grammatical errors I noticed. I put the typo fairy back in her cage!)