33 : Anxiety

**Evelyn :**

"Well, where is he? We've been sitting here all day doing nothing but just waiting. What if he's in trouble?" I'm totally tearing my hair out with worry, imagining the worst.

Phoenix’s brother tried every way to calm me down. Making food, showing various magic tricks, even allowed me to take out my anger on him through my fists, where of course I lost, as usual. We had watched the Harry Potter movies, all in a row, because the idea was to make a movie marathon for good old movies. The trilogies were the best.

It was getting close to two in the morning and I didn't want to go to sleep at all, just because my king was out there somewhere, in trouble, fighting the bad guys.

Alone. Without me.

Couldn’t it be any worse that that?

"What if they've captured him again and injected something to make him bleed? What if he bleeds to death while we're safe at home doing nothing? What then?" I was panicking again.

Luke sighed heavily and looked up at me as he stoked the fireplace to keep the living room warmer. I was curled up in a blanket with Raphael’s pyjamas - jogger pants and a white T-shirt. The clothes smelled like fire and coconuts with something masculine and I felt better that at least I had something that feels like he is here with me. It made me feel somehow better.

"Trust me, he's stronger than you think. Don't worry Evelyn… He'll come home safe and sound and I don't think he'd want you to worry about things like that because you have to believe that everything will work out and you won't even blink when he'll be here for you before you even know it. Calm down and you'd better go to bed, ok? I need you to rest because if you don’t, Raphael will cut my head off,’’ he rolled his eyes at the last words.

I didn’t even had the strength to laugh because I felt tears in the corners of my eyes as I turned away.

"Yeah, easy for you to say but I can't help but worry... I can't help it, I'm sorry," I sobbed. I felt a gust of wind as the tissues appeared in front of me and I saw Luke holding a box of tissues in front of me, with a small comforting look on his face and a smile.

I had to chuckle quietly at that because it was a caring thing to do on his part. Even if Raphael hates him, his brother was cute and so kind, I started to like him even more.

"Thank you," grabbing two tissues, I gently used them to wipe away my tears.

"You're welcome, honey. I can see he's special to you. It reminds me of your past life.... You were worried every time he was out but..." wanting to continue, Raphael’s brother turned away and sighed heavily , running his hand through his hair, as if he himself was stressed and regretted that he even blurted that information, "sorry, I misspoke. Anyway, he won't waste time and believe me, he'll be here without you even noticing," he gave me a smile and I wanted him to finish what he started to say but didn't want to be pushy about it so I nodded and also forced a small smile even if it hurt to do so.

My feelings were so strong that they even surprised me. I never thought I would fall in love with the creature whose house I was breaking into. Raphael was my captor from the beginning, who then became my martial arts teacher and now the lover I can't stop worrying about. What is going on?

“Evelyn?”

"Mmm?" my eyes slowly went to Luke who had been watching me for a while, a small smile on his face.

"I'd suggest you go and sleep for a few hours, you better wait for him with a calm mind, otherwise you'll think you're dreaming if Raphael comes to you," smirking, I blushed and brushed my hair out of my face.

"Do I look that terrible?"

Luke’s eyes widened, but he laughed at the end.

"What are you talking about? Have you seen yourself in the mirror? You're naturally beautiful, I'm surprised Raphael can take his eyes off of you, even for a moment."

I blushed even more hearing his praise but I could only smile because I knew he was telling the truth and comforting me at the same time.

“Okay, a few hours could do" then proving how tired I was, I let out a yawn that came out of me that I couldn't stop, "I'm just going to lie down for a moment then go to bed until..." my eyes closed and I didn't even finished the sentence when my mind shut down and my head dropped on the pillow.