#Eve is a witch

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-part 3

“Oh, you’re awake…” the soft stirrings of her voice drew Adam from the sight of the knife to the blank expression of Eve. Half shrouded in shadow, the light of the fire gave her normally docile demeanor a particular sharpness. Her gaze cutting into him with a serene calmness dispute the hovering of the make-shift blade. The numbness of sleep dragged Adam’s motions sluggishly when he attempted to jerk back. Something was binding him down but through the haziness he didn’t build the connection as panic became his only anchoring to reality. Eve was reaching for him with her other hand, ticking her tongue in a motion she normally reserved when settling the children. “The f—-“ words felt to heavy on his tongue. Jerking back made him dizzy in his struggle for distance. The biting of the bounds restricting his arms behind him gave some indication that Eve had used his own vain threaded rope. And the fucking knife he made her.

“Stop!!” He grunted with effort. Eve cooed back while simultaneously grabbing at his bound legs. “I’m so sorry Adam. Normally the nightshade works. I guess this is that ‘Immunity’ Lilith was talking about.” she shock her head with a disappointed sigh. “To late to make more…”

“Wha—-“ Adam moved to far without coordination and screamed when his shoulder met the fire. The blistering pain giving his body the needed push to roll away while shoving Eve back with his bounded feet. The scent of his own burnt flesh was almost as awful as the agony itself. It clung to Adam like a firm hand while his brain scrabbled between it and Eve.

Eve who admitted to drugging him on the regular. Binding him and what?! Adam could taste his own blood and grimly realized that he’s bitten his own tongue. Behind him Eve was raising again.

“Please, Adam. You’ll be fine as rain in the morning! You always are! Lucifer takes such good care of you!” she gushes as she calmly approaches. Adam, again tries to roll way when a sudden pain pierces through the back of his left thigh.

Lucifer had been the one to show him how to construct a knife. Explained the kinds of stone to use, how to apply a hilt and bind in padded cording. Adam had been patient and diligent in crafting each piece. And each completion Lucifer has taken his payment in gorging the points through Adam’s back. A pain so impossible he almost preferred the lion. But he thought only of Eve’s and the children’s protection.

“I’m sorry.” Eve repeated softly. “But this is the only payment they’ll take. You’re so special Adam. They take such good care of you. And though you, our boys will live comfortably this winter….”

Adam could hardly hear her through his own screams. Eve had ripped the knife away and moved quickly to straddle his waist, pinning him in place with a strength Adam couldn’t fathom. Nothing he did could shake her off as he tossed and twisted against the bindings but her hold only drew tighter. In a last ditch effort, Adam screamed for the boys. Screamed for Abel and Cain, but only his own voice and night’s crickets would answer back. It was the sweetness of Eve’s voice that chilled the last hope he had as he felt her hand gently push through his hair, “They know not to come until sunrise. They know this means no fevers. Better hunts. Yummy berries.” Her fingers slowly balled in to a fist. “That Lucifer will fix you by morning. Of course he will!” Adam’s eyes bulged feeling the blade slowly tracing the intricate scaring over his back. The strange symbosl of Lucifer’s ‘promises.’ The ones his pale boys cooed so admiringly at. The knife nicked the middle of the marred flesh that made up the star.

“So good to us, they are…” Eve whispers and suddenly all Adam could feel was red hot pain.

Any sound he could have made was silenced as Eve was quick to repeat the motion across his neck.

Chocking, gargling and Eve’s soft assurances were all Adam knew before the night seemed to encompass his vision entirely. A weightlessness just short of the sensation of sleep cradled him as he fall limp. Eve’s voice left like a distant whisper, shorty to be replaced by a familiar hym.

Chilled hands caressed his cheeks in a familiar motion to a family dream. Everything was cold, even his burns when a pair of warm lips settled over his.

“I ACCEPT”

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