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?


9. Chapter Nine: An Encounter

The moment I saw Marie’s stupid, pretty face I knew I’d made a mistake.

Sneering, Marie twisted some blonde hair around a finger. “What’s she doing here?”

“I asked Selena to come,” Ash said sounding annoyed. “So where are we going first?”

I stuffed my hands in my pockets and gazed at the ground, not wanting to see the distaste in everyone’s eyes. Chris, the most popular guy at college, suggested that we head to the food hall. I followed at a distance, jealousy choking me when Ash put his arm around Marie. Why had he wanted me to come so much if he was just going to talk to Marie the whole time?

While everyone ordered food from a Mexican place I slipped off to the bathroom. Maybe they would forget about me if I stayed in there long enough? Unfortunately Marie was waiting by the sinks when I left one of the cubicles.

Applying more mascara, which totally wasn’t necessary, Marie watched me in the mirror. “Why do you wear those contacts?”

I sighed inwardly and washed my hands, murmuring, “They’re not contacts.”

Marie snorted and batted her overly-mascaraed eyes. “Yeah, whatever,” she laughed.

I strode from the bathroom, pissed off.

“Hey, over here!” Ash called from a nearby table.

Bumping me with her shoulder, Marie sauntered over to the others, her hips swinging. I turned away from my fellow students, who were stuffing their faces, and headed towards the exit. Bitter tears stung my eyes. None of them wanted me there.  I shouldn’t have come.

“Wait.” Ash’s large hand slipped into mine, his touch sending a shiver down my spine. He forced me to stop. “Sel, what’s wrong?” Ash’s eyes were full of worry.

“I’m going home.”

His dark eyebrows slanted in a frown. “I can see that. Why?”

“I don’t feel well,” I lied. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“I’ll come with you.”

Pulling my hand from Ash’s grasp, I shook my head. “No, the others will want you to stay.”

As if she had overheard, Marie shouted, “Ash get over here! Chris is eating all your food!”

“Go on,” I said, the words coming out colder than I intended.

“Okay, if you’re sure.”

I nodded and muttered a farewell before leaving the shopping centre. Once outside I rubbed my temples. Well that had worked out perfectly.

Heading in the direction of the nearest bus stop, I fished around in my rucksack for my iPod. I caught someone with my elbow and lifted my head to apologise. My mouth went dry when I saw who it was.

“You need to be more careful, Selena,” Hayden told me, his purple eyes amused. “You could have hurt me.”

I shoved my earphones into my ears and played music loudly, continuing on my way. Hayden fell into step with me.

“What are you listening to?” he asked, unhooking one of the white ear buds and popping it into his own ear. “Linkin Park? Huh, I thought you’d be more of a Rihanna girl.” Hayden flashed a grin.

Snatching the earphone back, I turned my iPod off and put it in my pocket. “What do you want, Hayden?”

He shrugged. “Nothing. I was just going shopping but then I saw how upset you looked. Is something wrong?”

I narrowed my eyes. Like he really cared. “You mean apart from the fact that a murderer is talking to me?”

Hayden laughed softly. “How old are you, Selena?”

Gazing at him like he was crazy, which he probably was, I said, “Why do you want to know? Do you only kill people that are above a certain age?”

We halted by the bus stop and I could tell that Hayden was becoming agitated by the way he ran a hand through his shiny, blond hair. His tone was also less friendly.

“I’m going to find out sooner or later.”

I spared him a glare before checking the timetable on a poster. A bus should be arriving in a few minutes.

“Why won’t you just leave me alone?” I demanded angrily. “I’ll call the police.”

Hayden gave a crooked smile. “I had expected you to threaten to involve the police as soon as you saw me. I’m surprised it took you this long.” Leaning closer so that his mouth was hovering above my ear, Hayden grabbed my wrist, pulling me against him. “I think you like my attention. I think you like me.”

Disgusted, I pushed him away, relieved to see that a bus had just arrived. Hayden let me go without a word and his eyes were fixed on me as I stepped on board and bought a ticket.  I resisted the urge to look outside as I chose my seat. I dug my nails into my palms, making crescent imprints on my skin. It wasn’t until the bus was halfway down the road that I released the breath I didn’t realise I’d been holding.

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