Twisted and Torn

Ali has known Reid for what feels like forever, he is the only person who's ever been there for her. With her parents always away on business, he's there, right by her side.
But soon she meets a boy of the shadows...a mysterious, intriguing character who she finds herself infatuated with. What is his secret?
Embark on a journey about a twisted love story with the protagonist whom must make a decision, in the most heart-wrenching circumstances.


4. Chapter Four

Two weeks had passed since my birthday, and all I could think about was the boy in the shadows, the boy with the tanned, muscular arm that save me from a humiliating fall. I also thought out the kiss, Reid and I had been friends for so long and our friendship was too sacred to me. But then I'd be stuck thinking of that boy again, would I ever see him again? There was something about him that...enticed me, drew me in like a sailor to a siren. 

I grabbed my Blackberry and moaned as I saw the time. 3.00AM. Ever since my birthday, I hadn't had much sleep. My thoughts confused me, I no longer knew what was right and what was wrong. All I knew was that I had to see him again. Where could I find him? The cinema? I could only hope that I'd see him again. 

Somehow, I managed to find some peace from my thoughts when sleep greeted me. I happily succumbed to my dreams. 


I awoke to the sweet chirping sounds of the birds that nested in the tree in my garden. My room was at the back of the house which gave me a perfect view of the garden. 


My phone vibrated constantly, who was ringing me at 10.00AM? It was a Sunday, surely people were still asleep?

I grabbed my phone and stared at the screen. Reid. I've been avoiding him. I didn't mean to. I just couldn't face him yet, not until I knew how I felt about him. I let the phone ring and got dressed.  I didn't know how I'd manage it, but I was determined to see the boy from the shadows again. 


I arrived at the cinema not long after. The lobby was rather empty, not many people came here on a Sunday. But to my surprise, there he was, leaning against a pillar, smiling at me. Somehow, I found myself walking towards him. Where had this confidence come from? 

"Hey there," he said, his voice soft and silky. He looked up at me through thick blonde eyelashes, eyes glistening under the florescent lights. 

"Hey," I said softly. I hadn't remembered opening my mouth to speak. Somehow I felt hypnotised, in a trance. But I was not about to object, I was in the company of the boy from the shadows, this is what I wanted.

"I knew you were coming," he purred. "Come, I want to take you somewhere."

He kept his eyes on me as he said this. I nodded once and he clasped his hand in mine and led me to his car outside. Normally I would never get in the car of a stranger but somehow...I couldn't help myself. Everything was okay, I was okay, I was safe.

We sat in silence for the duration of the journey, and occasionally he would glance at me, smile and then resume focus on the road. 

We arrived near a river. He stopped the car, climbed out and opened the door for me. 

"This is where I come to think," he told me, holding my hand again. I didn't know his name or anything about him but it just felt right. "I want to share it with you, Ali."

How did he know my name? A small voice in the back of my head warned me.

I pushed the voice away, everything was okay, I was okay, I was safe.

He picked me up, cradling me in his arms, and carried me into the shallow water. 

"What's your name?" I said, hypnotised in his eyes, his beautiful face. I touched his face, his skin was soft like silk. Everything about him was silky.

Everything  was okay, I was okay, I was safe.

"Lucas," he smiled down at me before slowly standing me up, the water caressing my shins. 

Lucas leaned against a boulder, crossed his arms and scanned my body. I felt very conscious in my camisole and shorts. My pumps would be ruined now, I wasn't supposed to get them wet. But somehow, that was the least of my worries.

This year's summer had been the hottest we've had in a long time.

It was only then that I noticed what he was wearing: a pair of khaki shorts that came to the knee, flip-flops and a Super Dry top. 

He looked mesmerizing under the noon sun. 

"Why did you bring me here?" I said. I wanted to touch his face again, to feel the softness of his skin under my fingers, but I held myself back.

Lucas slowly walked towards me, the water rippling around his shins. Within five seconds, he was close enough to kiss. I found myself holding my breath.

Everything  was okay, I was okay, I was safe.

He kissed me ever so gently, and I felt an explosion of heat within me.

With his lips still against mine, he whispered, ever so softly the words I hadn't expected.

"I brought you here to die."

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