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?


3. Chapter Three: Work

Nothing interesting happened for the rest of the week until Friday evening when I was at work. I had a job at the local DVD rental shop. It wasn’t too bad. Most of my co-workers were nice and the customers were usually easy to handle.

“Selena, can you take the trash out to the bins?” asked my boss, Dennis.

“Sure.” I headed to the back of the shop and grabbed the black bags that were filled with rubbish. Using my hip to open the back door I walked out into the cold. Luckily it wasn’t raining because I had to put the bags down in order to open the bin lid. Throwing the bags inside, I closed the door, my breath hanging in the air as I sighed.

I was about to go back inside when I heard a noise. “Hello?” I called, gazing around. The alleyway was dark due to the flickering bulb in the lamppost. Hovering by the bins I crossed my arms wondering if my mind was playing tricks on me.

“Help me.” The voice was so quiet that I almost didn’t hear it.

Sweat formed on my brow and I took a step forwards. “Hello? Where are you?”

I slowly made my way down the alleyway, wishing that I’d worn a jumper. Reaching the end of the alley, I cast my eyes around. The light from the lamppost was weak and barely penetrated the dark and the shadows. Attempting to rub some warmth into my arms, I decided that I must have imagined the voice. There was no one here.

Then I saw something out of the corner of my eye. It was a body.

Rushing towards the figure, I dropped to the cold ground. I couldn’t see much but from the person’s clothes I knew that they were a woman.

“Hello? Can you hear me?” I asked, checking her pulse. It was weak.

She groaned.

Withdrawing my phone from my pocket, I used the light to see her face. “Are you hurt?”

I gave a strangled cry. She looked just like Lily had when I’d found her.

“Oh God,” I sobbed, overcome with horror. It had happened again. “Don’t worry you’re going to be fine.”

The woman’s eyes slowly opened as I called the ambulance. They widened in fear and she tried to speak but her words came out as a croak.

 “Hello?” I said into my phone. “I need an ambulance. I’m at . . .”

A cold hand snatched my phone away. Whirling around, I found myself face to face with the purple eyed man. Squeaking in surprise, I pushed myself to my feet. He was too close so I stepped backwards, only to find myself against the brick wall.

“What . . . what did you do to her?” I stammered, my heart pounding like a drum within my chest.

All I could see of the man were his eyes which were slightly luminous. Occasionally, when the lamppost light came back to life, I would catch a glimpse of his blond hair or his face. His expression was not a friendly one.

“She’s still alive.” His voice was like steel and sent a shiver down my spine.

“For now but in a few days she will be dead.”

Surprised at my words, the man closed the space between us. Recognition flashed in his violet eyes. “You,” he said.

I didn’t like the way he was staring at me with a mixture of curiosity and amusement. Trying to escape past him I found my way blocked.

“She needs help. Please let me call an ambulance.” I was sweating despite the cold.

“What’s your name?”

His question threw me. “What?”

“Your name,” Was he smiling at me? “What is it?”

“Selena,” I replied warily.

The man touched my cheek, making my breath catch in my throat. “You don’t know, do you?”

“Know what?” I asked, aware that I was trembling. I was horribly conscious of the woman lying nearby. I needed to get an ambulance.

The man opened his mouth to speak but a voice punctured the night air. “Selena?”

It was Ash. My heart skipped a beat. Turning my head in the direction of the sound I breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God! Returning my attention to the purple eyed man I realised that he had gone.

“Over here!” I shouted, falling to my knees.

The woman was unconscious and I tried to wake her.

“Selena,” said Ash, jogging over to me. “What are you doing out here?”

“Call an ambulance, this woman needs help.”

Doing as I asked, Ash placed a hand on my back. “Are you alright? What happened?” he asked once the ambulance was on its way.

“It was the man again,” I said quietly.

Ash’s blue eyes met mine. “The man from the party?” he asked.

I nodded and jumped at the sound of approaching sirens.

Grabbing my hand, Ash said, “Did he hurt you?”

“No, he didn’t.”

He drew me into his arms as the ambulance came into view. “Oh thank God.”

Paramedics took the woman to hospital and I had to give a statement to the police. Afterwards, we drove to a drive-through for ice cream. Ash parked the car at the edge of the forest.

“So why were you at the video store?” I asked, licking my ice cream.

“I wanted to see you.”

Raising my eyebrows in surprise, I said, “Why?”

“I need a DVD for tomorrow night and wanted to see what you recommend,” he replied, swallowing the rest of his dessert. “Marie is coming over.”

My hand jerked in surprise, smothering my nose in cold ice cream. “Marie?” I repeated, feeling my heart sink.

 “Yep, any suggestions?” asked Ash, wiping my nose with a napkin.

Upset, I glanced out the window at the nearby trees. “Not really.”

Sensing that I wasn’t in the best mood, he said, “Maybe now’s not the best time. You’ve had a rough night.” Ash started up the engine and drove me home. “Have a good weekend, Sel.”

Getting out of the car, I muttered, “Thanks. See you at college.”

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