A/N: (to Your Boyfriend's Favorite) I don't feel quite so bad about being so attracted to him anymore then! It just seems like it'd be fun trying to keep up with him and unlock whatever kind of mystery he has going on. And that thing he does when he licks his lips and smiles...kills me every time lol. And that laugh of his. I was getting bored with wrestling but now I'm in front of the tv every time the Wyatts are on lol. Anywhoo I'm glad you're enjoying it! I hope it's not getting too long! But, this is a pretty epic journey I've got Bray on lol. And your totally welcome for the shout out! Reviews and likes make me too happy lol.
Evangeline awoke alone, suddenly away of how big their bed was without Bray in it. The thought crossed her mind to not even leave the bed today. She lay still for a few minutes, trying to figure out what she could stay busy at until Raw came on that night. Their solid black cat Ember lay curled on Bray's pillow, studying Evangeline with wide yellow eyes. She smiled at the cat and scratched her behind the ears. With a sigh she stood and stretched heartily before grabbing an outfit and heading to he shower.
Afterwards, she spoke to a few people in the hallway and made her way to the kitchen, following the scent of coffee. "And how are you today, Evangeline?" Maria asked her as she made a cup of strong black coffee. "Okay. Trying to figure out what to do with myself." Maria shot her a knowing smile and shook her head. "I know, you're other half isn't here. He left Kane behind though. Why don't you two fix that hole in the roof?" Evangeline considered it for a moment. It was a pretty big hole. it'd keep her occupied for most of the day." "Seen him out and about yet?" "He's in the living room watching tv." Evangeline kissed Maria on the cheek and stepped towards the living room.
"Hey you." She greeted him, sitting across the couch from him. "Mind helping me fix a hole in the roof?" he thought about it for a minute and agreed. "Sure. Why not?" She gathered supplies from the shed and he met her with a ladder. "Did you ever conquer your fear of ladders?" He asked and she grinned, bounding up the ladder ahead of him. "Ain't many things I'm afraid of anymore, Kane." She took charge right away, pulling up rotten shingles like she'd been working on roofs her whole life. She paced from side to side confidently, tossing old shingles off the roof to the ground below. He watched as she stood to the side of the roof and spit, a mannerism she'd kearned from his brother years ago. Thoughts of Mark bubbled to the surface of his mind, leaving an unpleasant taste in his mouth. He hadn't talked to Mark in months, but he was sure his brother would catch wind of this soon. And there was so much of this he didn't know.
Evangeline motioned for a few shingles and he passed them to her. "So how did you end up with Bray?" He ventured to ask as he wiped away the sweat already building beneath his hat. "Well..." She began as she started hammering shingles down, "well I was an orphan that grew up with two boys whom she loved dearly. Then one of them, the one she gave her heart to, started a fire and believed he killed the other brother. He left me behind without a second thought. Then I traveled here with the brother and helped nurse him back to health. Then he left me too. So far Bray Wyatt and the family inside this house haven't left me. Bray has loved and supported me for six years now." He grimaced and handed her more shingles.
"I'm sorry Evangeline." Was all he could reply. "All is done and forgiven. You two leaving me had a purpose. Hell, my parents abandoning me had a purpose." She paused, holding two spare nails in the corner of her lips as she saddled another shingle. "All of it lead me to my Bray." She said around the nails. As she hammered the last nails in, a summer storm rolled in and started rainging on them. They both started cussing and he started throwing tools to the ground as she headed for the ladder. She took one false step on a slick shingle and fell from the roof top. "Evangeline!" He shouted from the rooftop before sliding down the ladder to her.