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?


21. Chapter Twenty One: Liar, Liar Pants on Fire

HAYDEN INSISTED ON driving me home. Surprisingly he didn’t say a word for most of the journey but the silence was quite comfortable. Hayden’s hand was on my leg just above my knee as though he couldn’t stand not touching me for a single second. Every now and then he would give me a squeeze as if reassuring himself that I was actually there. Was he still worried about the other soul eaters?

I was distracted from my thoughts when Hayden slowed the car down to turn onto my street.

“Just drop me here,” I said, pulling my bag up onto my lap.

“Selena, I’m making sure that you get home.”

Sighing, I gazed out of the window and nearly had a heart attack when I saw my dad mowing the front garden in the distance.

“Keep driving!” I cried, sliding down in my seat. Oh God. Dad would freak if he saw me with Hayden. The Mercedes came to a stop and I glared at him. “What are you doing?”

Hayden’s lips twitched as he fought the urge to smile. He left the car and walked around to my door before opening it for me. I got out and slung my bag over my shoulder. Crossing my arms over my chest I was aware that Dad had switched the lawnmower off and was watching us. Hayden rested a hand on the roof of the Mercedes.

“I’ll see you on Tuesday then,” he said, brushing a piece of hair behind my ear. “Don’t forget to text me.”

“You’re evil,” I muttered, knocking Hayden with my arm as I walked towards my house.

Hayden grabbed my hand, pulling me back. He opened his mouth to say something but then my dad was suddenly beside us.

“Selena, are you going to introduce me to your friend?” Dad’s voice was harsh and his eyes were fixed on Hayden’s hand which was still grasping mine.

Groaning inwardly, I reluctantly said, “Hayden this is my dad, James Abbott. Dad, meet Hayden.”

Hayden must have noticed the throbbing vein on my dad’s forehead because he let go of me. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said, extending his hand out to Dad.

There was an awkward silence when Dad didn’t move but after a while he shook Hayden’s hand.

“How did you two meet?” Dad asked, running his eyes up and down Hayden’s tall form.

“At a party,” Hayden replied, flashing me a smile.

This could not be happening. I wished that the ground would just open up and swallow me.

“And you’re at college?” Dad was eyeing Hayden’s flashy Mercedes warily.

 “No, I’m working at my father’s company.”


“Hmm and how old are you?”

“I’m twenty one.”

I frowned, wondering how old Hayden really was.

“Will you be at Selena’s birthday meal?” Dad asked gruffly.

“Yes,” Hayden replied at the exact time I said, “No.”

Dad seemed surprised at my reaction. “Well I’ll leave up to the two of you to decide but if you want to join us, Hayden, it’s here at seven o’clock.” Dad wandered back over to the garden and pulled out some weeds while pretending not to be listening to Hayden and me.

“You’re not coming to my birthday meal,” I whispered.

Beaming, he said, “Yes I am. See you on Tuesday.” Hayden gave me a wink before getting back into his car and driving away.

I headed inside but Dad stopped me.

“Why did he bring you home?”

“We bumped into each other at the library and Hayden took me out for pizza.”

Dad gave a grunt. “Just be careful, sweetpea. He’s older than you and looks like he’s used to getting his own way.”

I nodded and hurried inside before he said anything else.

“Oh my God, did Hayden just drop you off?” Lisa was waiting just inside. She’d obviously been watching us. “Why were you with him if he’s so dangerous?” I didn’t have the energy to argue with her. “What did Dad say?”

Taking off my shoes, I replied, “He asked Hayden how me met, how old he was and if he went to college. Then he wanted to know if he was coming to my birthday meal.” Lisa’s blue eyes were twinkling in a way that I didn’t like. “What are you planning?”

“Nothing,” she said looking innocent. Then she hurried out of the room.

Kayleigh descended the stairs and smiled at me saying, “A letter came for you while you were out. I put it on your bed. Who was that I saw you with outside? He’s cute.”

“Just a friend.”

“Did your dad scare him away?” she asked, absently rubbing her swollen stomach.

“No, he actually invited him to my birthday meal. I expected him to tell Hayden to stay away from me.”

Frowning, Kayleigh went through to the kitchen and watched Dad through the window.  “Hmm he’s not been acting himself lately.”

I knew what she meant; I had expected Dad to at least give me a good telling off when I had gotten back after midnight the other night but he had barely reacted.

“He’s probably just nervous about the baby,” I said, giving her a smile.

“Yes, that must be it.”



The letter was from my grandparents inviting me over to their house for lunch the next day. Feeling like I should take something with me, I went to the local supermarket and bought some flowers. As I was waiting in the queue to pay my mobile buzzed with a text.

Still mad at me? H.

My reply consisted of one word. Yes.

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