Dark Longing

Selena Abbott discovers that she isn't what she thought she was and neither was her mother.
Plunged into a dark world will Selena be able to resist the darkness or will she give in to the dark longing?


14. Chapter Fourteen: Concern

My grandparents didn’t have a car so I ordered a taxi. The wait was agonising and they both tried to make me stay at Black Lake House with them. I was surprised that they didn’t insist on coming with me. However Granddad did give me some money for the taxi and made me promise to ring to let them know that I was okay. I wondered briefly if my grandparents ever left their home.

After paying the taxi driver, I hopped out of the car and ran up the drive to my house. Finding the front door unlocked, I sprinted inside. I froze in the doorway of the living room. Hayden and Lisa were sat on the sofa watching TV while stuffing their faces with ice cream.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I demanded.

Hayden looked up at me and smiled. “Eating all your ice cream,” he replied, licking his spoon unnecessarily slowly.

Lisa was giving me the signal that we needed to talk in private but I shook my head and grabbed Hayden’s hand, yanking him to his feet. I pulled him after me as I hurried upstairs to my room. Once we were inside, I closed the door and turned to glare at Hayden.

Crossing my arms, I growled, “What are you doing here?”

He ignored me, more interested in examining my room. Hayden was wearing a tight, black t-shirt which showed off his muscular chest and arms, as well as light jeans with rips on the knees. Navy Converse and a flash looking watch completed his ensemble. He picked up one of many sketchbooks that were scattered around the room and flicked through it.

“Hey! That’s private!” I cried, rushing over to him.

“These aren’t bad.” Hayden’s mouth drew up to one side as he lifted the pad in the air out of my reach. “Have you done any of me?”

I jumped up and down muttering curses. Chuckling, he tossed the notebook on the bed and the next thing I knew I was pinned against the wall. Hayden’s arms were either side of me and his legs were pressed against mine. I blinked in surprise and fear flooded through me.

“Now that we’re all alone what did you want to say to me?”

I trembled, my heart hammering in my chest and I was suddenly unable to speak.

“What’s the matter?” he asked, purple eyes flashing dangerously. “Cat got your tongue?” Glancing at my clothes, Hayden gave a wicked smile. “Where did you go? To the seventies?” When I didn’t answer, he sighed. “Come on, Selena. I’m not moving from here until you speak.” As if to back up what he’d just said, Hayden leaned closer so that our chests were touching.

I swallowed nervously and managed to say, “You’re a soul eater.”

“Yes I am.” He brushed some hair behind my ear, his gaze fixed on me.

“Why did you tell that man that I belonged to you? Have you . . . have you been feeding off me?”

Stroking my cheek surprisingly gently, Hayden quietly replied, “No I haven’t and that jerk would have drained you dry if I hadn’t stopped him.”

“What about Lisa?”

He shook his head.

I was confused. “Why not?”

Hayden took a while to answer. “I don’t need to feed at the moment.” He took a step backwards but left his hands on the wall. “I came to return your phone.” Hayden withdrew it from his pocket and slid it into my own, his eyes never leaving mine. After a moment he turned to leave.

“Hayden . . .”

He stopped and looked over his shoulder at me. “Yes?”

“Thank you.”

“What for?”

“For bringing my phone back.” And for not feeding on our souls.

Hayden gave me a small smile before leaving.

Drained from our encounter, I slid down the wall and exhaled shakily. That had been . . . intense.

Downstairs I heard Lisa and Hayden exchange a few words before the door opened and shut. Leaning my head back against the wall I closed my eyes.

A hand touched my arm and I jumped. Ash was sat beside me.

“Hey, you okay?” he asked, concerned.

“Oh hey,” I smiled, a blush working its way across my cheeks when I realised that I was still wearing the seventies style clothes.

Ash rested his hands on his knees. “Where did you disappear off to last night?”

“Oh . . . I . . .”

“Lisa said that you left with that guy, the one that was just here.”

I blanched. Oh God. Had Ash seen Hayden leave? It looked like he had because Ash was gazing at me in a mixture of concern and disappointment.

“Did you stay at his place?” His voice was hard as were his blue eyes which were usually so warm and inviting.

“That’s none of your business,” I snapped annoyed.

Clenching his hands into fists, Ash replied, “Yes it is, Sel. You were pretty out of it and I left you by yourself. If he took advantage of you I would feel responsible.”

Normally Ash being concerned for my safety would have thrilled me but instead it was making me angry.

“Since when do you care about what happens to me anyway? Shouldn’t you be off sucking Marie’s face or something?”

Ash ran a hand through his hair, struggling to remain calm. “Do you even know anything about that guy? What’s his name? How old is he? He seemed familiar but he looked too old to be at college.”

Exasperated, I got to my feet. Ash did the same.

“Get out,” I hissed, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I don’t want you to get hurt, Sel,” he said gently, reaching out to touch my arm.

I shook my head and stepped backwards. “Just leave.”

Surprisingly, Ash did as I asked, but not without giving me one last withering look.


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