'You' Eve whispered heavily, her eyes narrowing in a mixture of hate and fear.

'Me' he replied, the Irish accent that once made her smile, now making her cold throughout. His expression darkened, a twisted smile slowly growing.

Before he could react, Eve turned and bolted down the stairs, her heart racing as adrenaline kicked in, he was hot on her trail though, grabbing her wrist tightly as she reached her door. He twisted sharply, causing her to cry out in pain.

'Now, are you going to be polite and let me in, or am I going to have to hurt you further? He whispered into her ear, his breath hot on her skin. He tightened his grip on her wrist, a silent warning not to tempt him. She knew she had no other choice but to do as he said, until she could find a way to escape him. she took a step forward, trying to show how much she was shaking, pushing her door open, taking baby steps into her flat, James closely following in her, his eyes observing everything. She was thankful that her Gran went out for the morning.

'Like what you've done with the place' He stated, closing her door silently behind her, twisting the lock with a sharp twist as he let go off Eve's wrist as he knew she had realised there was no escaping, she was completely alone with him. Her body wanted to scream for help or try to escape but her mind knew this was completely pointless; it would only make this more enjoyable for James. She knew how this would end, he said he would find her & she had made it stupidly easy for him without either realising, but she refused to go without a fight, she would bring him down with her if she had to go. She steadied her breathing, and he turned to face her, she was ready for whatever would happen.

He smiled at her, Eve refusing to back down as she stared back, her face blank, hiding the chaotic mixture of emotions that was trying to control her at that moment. He stepped closely slowly, each step backing Eve towards the wall. She stopped moving when the wall was only a step away, James still walking up to her until they were almost touching. She looked up at him, refusing to break the stare despite she was now too close to him for her own comfort, her blank expression slowly breaking as each moment passed. Sensing her fear. James laughed wildly, his eyes dancing with a crazy light that made Eve's calm front completely break down, she tried to move so he wasn't so close to her but he quickly grabbed her wrist again, slamming her with force into the wall behind her.

Her head hit the wall with a sickening thud, making her head spin. He leaned up close to her, his face so close to hers she could feel his breath on her cheek. She looked away, not wanting to see those eyes up this close.

'Oh Eve, My little Eve, what a disappointment you have been' He whispered, a sadness passing over his eyes briefly, but quickly turning back to the cold, crazy rage that they contained before. 'I had such great plans for us, but you had to just go and spoil all my fun!'

She turned her head away, fighting for control of herself and trying to stop the tears that were threatening to fall. She would not let him see how afraid she was. She didn't want to go like this, alone and afraid.

'I see my little reminder not to mess with me is healing, going to live a pretty big scar' he smiled, his eyes manic and dark baring into her as he roughly pulled head back to face him.

He ran a finger slowly down her scar, her body exploding in icy fire at his touch. She tried to wiggle free from his grasp, but he just laughed and pushed her back into the wall harder.

'Keep fighting all you want Eve, you know I like it rough' he laughed wildly, grabbing her wrists again and held them above her head with so much force she screamed out in silent anguish, only causing him to laugh even wilder.

'I Have missed you Eve, missed that lithe body of yours' he smiled with a glint in his eyes she couldn't read. He freed one of his hands, running it down her side, sending sharp shivers through every inch of her. 'Missed your smell, your taste. Why did you have to disappoint me? We could have been unstoppable. How about we start again, bring London to its knees?' He laughed his face getting close to hers again. She closed her eyes, steadying her breathing. She wasn't going to give into the hold he had over her, not anymore. She finally had the life she wanted and he was not going to take that away from her.

She opened her eyes again, and looked at him again, taking in everything about him. So much was the same but now she saw him so differently, despised him, pitied him but no longer loved him, that man she loved was gone. The man in front of her wasn't the James who had swept her off her feet, who opened her eyes to everything she had once ignored. She would never forget him, but that man was gone, replaced with what he was now. She felt nothing but hate for now.

'I'd rather die,' she stated, her voice growing in strength with every word. 'Than have anything to do with you again.' His expression darkened again, his smile quickly turning into a twisted Snarl.

'Oh you will, in time,' he hissed, his voice thick with menace, his eyes burning into her. 'But first I have great plans for your new neighbour.' He placed a rough kiss upon her lips, a thousand memories flooding through her body at his touch. 'See you around Eve.' He laughed again, pulling her away from the wall and pushing her to the ground, her body shaking as he unlocked the door and walked out of her flat.

Her fingers rose to the lips, the memories still flashing before her eyes. Every single kiss that had passed between them over the years, from the first to the last, fresh in her mind, as they were all happening at once at that moment. Her breath caught in her throat, as she tried to shake the memories. Thick tears began to fall silently down her cheeks, as her body shook violently as she bought her knees into her chest. She hated him! She had been so strong, felt so strong until he kissed her, bringing her to her knees with memories of what was and could have been. Suddenly furious, she stood up, quickly opening her safe, and carefully pulling out her father's gun. She had keep it simply as a memory, and just in case James ever returned. She was not going to let him destroy her.

She stepped out into the hallway, gun poised in position in her hands, determination to not to be his plaything winning over her nerves. He was just by the staircase, facing her as if waiting.

'I won't let you control me no more' She hissed, hatred making her voice stronger than she felt. 'I am not some doll for you to play with and dispose of when you get bored.'

'I never said you was' he smiled, completely unfazed by the gun pointing at him. 'You were more than that Eve, you were mine. And you always will be, you can't fight it.' She snarled in respond, refusing to back down. 'You-Will-Always-Be-MINE!' he stated the words slowly, the smile never faltering from his face.

'I am not yours, not anymore.' She replied, her eyes narrowing as she looked at. 'I stop being yours when you choose this life over me! If you think I'd ever come back to you, you are seriously mistaken.'

'Shot me then, shot me if I'm wrong' he smirked, his eyes dancing with the same madness that in Paris. She raised the gun, a shake running violently through her arm. She swore under her breath, trying to steady her hand. 'You won't shot me, because you will always see our times together. You will always be mine, my little Eve.' The shake spread through her body, forcing her to her knees. She watched as he laughed, walking out into the street, her opportunity gone.

She bowed her hand, shame spreading through her. She hated him, more than anything, but there will always be that part of her that is controlled by him, the part that remembers the James he was, the James she loved. She burst into hopeless tears, leaning against the staircase as he body shook with each sob, the ground completely crumbling beneath her feet. One day I will be strong enough, she promised herself, and he will regret this moment. She gave into the sobs completely, dropping the gun at her feet.