Chapter 5 Beautiful stranger: back to reality.

Evelyn wiped off her tears, sniffing as she dropped back the guitar. She turned back and spotted the young boy. He looked the same age as her, he had long oxblood hair falling across his little face.

There were mild bruises on the side of his eyes and his forehead but she didn't mind. His brown eyes stared intensely at her as they sent a worried note to her.

His orange lips sitting comfortably on his face, a tiny amount of blood hanging on the side. His jacket ruffled. He was a beautiful boy. What later caught her attention was her diary in his hands, he had gotten it for her.

" Is this yours? " He asked, gesturing to the diary.

Evelyn nodded, taking it from him, " Thanks. " Her voice was so tired that it was barely heard.

" I couldn't get your guitar back, I'm sorry. " He replied, moving over to her.

" Thank you. " Evelyn cleared her throat, " Thank you. "

" You're welcome. " He pointed over to the guitar in her hands, " That's mine. "

" I'm so sorry, " Evelyn handed it over to him.

" You play and sing beautifully. "

" Thank you. "

" That song... did you write it? " He asked seating next to her.

Evelyn nodded.

" Wow! it's... it's beautiful. "

Evelyn looked away feeling a little fluttered, " Thank you. "

The boy drew closer to her, trying to meet with her eyes, " Are you lost? I can help you out, where do you wanna go? "

Evelyn looked at him, their eyes met, " The police station. " She vaguely replied.

The boy arched a brow in surprise, " I'm so sorry, you wanna tell me what happened? "

Evelyn shook her head, she didn't want to talk about it, much less to someone she barely know.

" Come with me, the police station is not far from here, I'll take you. " The boy stood up stretching his arms out to her.

Evelyn was swept off her feet already, she took his hands.

He held her close to him as they walked away. His kind gesture made Evelyn briefly forget about her situation, for the first time that night she was feeling some sort of relief.

" You wanna hear my song? " The boy asked running into her front, giving her the most beautiful smile she had ever seen.

Evelyn just nodded.

" You'll love it. " He replied, playing in guitar as he sang,

" Everybody needs inspiration, everybody needs someone. Everybody has that expression that covers all the hurt, everybody has that escape from pain when the night's taking too long. Everybody needs a hug, everybody needs a friendly smug__ " He paused noticing Evelyn's eyes clouded with tears.

" I'm so sorry... " He immediately apologized.

" I love it. " Evelyn whispered with a smile.

As they gained closer to the police station, she saw reasons to fall even more in love with this beautiful stranger in front of her. He had sung a song that made her remember her father.

The boy would go on to tell stories that she paid no attention to, but she wanted to hear him speak, his voice was soothing. She wanted her encounter with him to last forever but sadly it didn't.

When they got to the police station, she was briefly separated from him. She went with the police to report her case, by then her parent's bodies had already been found. She was kept there for a long time while waiting for the person the police had called to her claim custody of her.

New faces she'd never seen before came to get her from the station, two men and a woman. The first individual introduced himself as her family's lawyer, a man named Micheal Hall. The other man introduced himself as her father's brother and the woman with him was his wife. Ramon Rivera and Cathy Rivera, relatives she hadn't seen even once.

she remembered launching a keen stare at Ramone. was that man her original father? Evelyn has asked herself.

By the time she was allowed to go, she rushed outside to search for the boy but he was already gone and it dawned on her that she didn't even know his name.

(PRESENT TIME.)

Eve as she now addressed herself felt a sloppy feeling on her feet, which jogged her back to reality, waking her up from her sleep. The awakening was right on time, her dream was already concluded.

She saw the man kneeling at the end of the bed, her toes were in his mouth as he smiled sheepishly at her. She sighed taking back her legs,

" Good morning Piper. " She greeted him with a pretentious smile on her face.

" My lady. " The man replied smiling back, adding more wrinkles to his old face.

Eve stood up, seating faced with the mirror as she brushed her hair. She spotted a cheque next to her that made her genuinely smile.

" You signed it? " She asked him.

" You know I would do anything for you, my lady. " The man replied creeping behind her and kissing her by the neck.

Eve smiled as she continued with her hair, " As you should. "