Playing Evelyn

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Chapter 23

Gabriel’s POV:

I circled the parking lot a couple of times trying to tell myself to just drive away. I was still trying to convince myself as I parked my bike and got off, planting both feet on the ground and grimacing up at the banner over the entrance to the school carnival.

I inwardly cringed at the thought of seeing those idiots I go to school with but something was making my feet move forward and I couldn’t seem to stop.

I scanned the crowds as I pushed my way further into the carnival. It’s not like I was looking for anyone in particular, I was just looking to see if there was anyone I recognized and didn’t hate. I moved further along and came across a dunk tank ran by Francine and Chrystal Trent who happened to be Evie’s sisters. I stood in the crowd for a moment as Francine got up on the dunking chair but I didn’t see Evie anywhere.

Not that she was the reason I was here or anything. It was just the weekend and I was bored and I heard about the carnival so I thought I’d come. It’s not like I thought that maybe I would see her here and because it was the weekend I wouldn’t see her until Monday which suddenly seemed very far away.

Who was I kidding? I kept thinking about that almost kiss and how she’d called it a mistake which for some reason had made anger burn inside of my chest. I was going to say the same thing but then she’d got to it first and I just really didn’t like the sound of it coming from her. Then she’d left to go meet that guy. I scowled again just thinking about it. She kept saying she didn’t have a boyfriend but she was definitely hiding something and if it wasn’t a secret boyfriend, then what was it?

I moved away from the dunk tank and decided that this was a waste of time. Evie was definitely not the type of girl to come to these stupid things and I was starting to get weird looks from the crowd.

I moved to the edge of the clearing where the carnival was being held so I could head back to the entrance without having to push my way there. I was moving along, silently berating myself for coming here in the first place when I heard a familiar voice say “Let me go.”

I caught sight of Evie a few feet to my left. Some guy had his hands all over her and she was struggling to get away.

“I don’t want to,” the guy said and the edges of my vision turned black. One second I was far away and the next I was only a couple feet from them. My eyes were on the guy who was manhandling Evie. I let out something that sounded like a growl and Evie’s head swung towards me but I couldn’t look at her. I was too focused on the asshole who had his arms around my girl.

“Hey man, no need to worry about this one. I’ll take her off your hands.” Rage settled over my brain at the guy’s words and before I knew what I was doing, I charged in, grabbed the guy by his neck, pulled him away from Evie and delivered a solid punch to his jaw, sending him to the ground.

I shook my hand to remove the sting as I stared down at the idiot.

“Gabriel?”

I turned at the sound of her voice and felt some of my anger drain out of me. “Evie,” I started but was cut off as one of the other guys who I hadn’t noticed until this moment jumped at me. We went down hard but it only took me a second to gain the upper hand. I’d been in a lot of fights so I knew what to do. I heard three thumps as Evie did something to stall three of the four remaining guys and the one that made it to me was caught off guard by the solid elbow I delivered to his face.

Three of them started running and I could only imaging they were going to get more of their buddies.

“I think we should go now,” Evie said.

“Good plan,” I replied standing up. I grabbed her hand and we starting running towards the entrance.

“Get on!” I shouted, tossing her the spare helmet that I had been keeping with me at all times lately. I never used to let anyone ride my bike but for some reason, ever since I’d joked with Evelyn about giving her a ride, I’d been bringing the spare helmet along. At first it was just so she couldn’t use that as an excuse but I’d never thought she would actually agree. The day at the bus stop when she’d stuck up her nose and accepted my offer, I didn’t believe my own ears until she’d climbed on.