today had not been a good day for harry.

today he had not done anything except think of his angel, and whether she was safe and everything he had done to harm her.

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today had been a good day for evangeline, as long as she didn't think about him.

today she had woken up when the sun beamed through the soft curtains, and tickled the tip of her nose.

today she had made herself a beautiful breakfast of roasted tomatoes with rosemary and only the fluffiest of scrambled eggs, while she read the newspaper and her grandmothers came downstairs to sit with her.

they sipped on their hot milky tea's and told her stories from their younger days. then they sang their favourite songs while they washed up the dishes and mopped they kitchen tiles.

today evangeline had tended to the flowers in the front yard and even planted her own little patch of thyme.

today she went into the village, to buy the bread and the cheese. and of course, stop by the bookstore -not to buy, only to browse- and she spent a hour or so pulling out books and reading the blurbs, and then putting them carefully back.

but today there was pain in the pit of her stomach as she stepped on the cobbles all the way back home and late into the after when she swung her feet back and forth.

she hurt more as she turned on her phone only to see the messages

37 missed calls*

*6 missed calls*

please dial 123, you have 37 voice messages

1.16am

evangeline, where have you gone?

where are you please tell me

tell me, and i can come get you

i know i did something wrong

i know i hurt you but i can't go on without you

i dont know why i had to hurt you like this

- 5.34am

i know how upset you must be, and i know you probably never want to speak to me again

but i care so much for you, and i need to tell you something

: please angel, just reply, just tell me you're okay so i can stop worrying

- 8.04am

i need you and i can't stop think about you

- 1.37pm

angel i am so worried about you, cindy isn't telling me where you are please

i will do anything for you to come back

- 6.58pm

please angel, you are my lust and my sin but you are also my world and not being with you is tearing me apart

im so sorry

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evangeline reads over the texts another few times deciding what to reply with, she types a simple "i am safe" and clicks send

her thumb slides her off the chat and clicks onto cindy's chat.

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- 9.30am

what happened angie xxx are you alright,

i know you need some space now, so i'll leave you be but call me if you need to talk

i miss you and i love you so much, stay safe

- 1.40pm

also harry keeps asking me where you are, what a loser, but don't worry i'm not going to tell him xx

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she smiles at her caring best friend, who understands her better than any one else.

she replied with a single red love heart and was once again greeted with the multiple chimes of a series of texts.

harry.

she sighs and goes back onto his chat.

thank god, you're alive, please tell me where you are

evangeline i'm so sorry for everything, but i need you please

you can't do this to me, i adore you in every way and i cannot bear to be away from you.

please angel

she doesn't even bother reading the messages, before she leaves the chat.

feeling evermore sad and sorrowful as the night progressed.

and she wished she had replied, but she hadn't and now it seemed as if she couldn't.

whilst her phone lay docile in the cabinet drawer and her eyelids rested softly against her tear-stained cheeks, for she had cried.

but not for herself, only for him. for falling for her, a fifteen year old who had just truly felt heartbreak.