She is anything but outgoing and experienced, he is your usual type of badboy guy. She is no rule breaker, he has broken them all. She believed in fairytale love, he never believed that he could fall in love.
Through Darkness they meet, through Darkness they'll be united.
So; are you ready for the Darkness to take over?


12. The flood


"Carly?" A sigh left my lips as I pushed myself off of the comfy bed, and made my way down the stairs.

"What mom? I asked in an almost annoyed tune.

"What is this?" She asked as she held up a thin piece of paper. Focusing my eyes on it, I was able to make out a few of the words, printed across it in black. A gasp left my lips as I put two and two together.

"Where did you get that?" I yelled at her as I snatched the paper out of her hand.

"That is not imp-" She started but was cut off by my almost panicked voice.

"Did you go through my stuff?" I gestured towards the paper in my hands, which had turned out to be my math test - the first test I had ever failed.

"You've never failed math before." I could literally feel the blood rushing to my face, coloring it in a crimson color, that almost had the word 'fury' written across it. "What happened?" 

What happened? Do you want to know what happened?

Throughout the last two weeks I've been kidnapped - twice -, held at gun point - twice -, tied to a chair and threatened. Oh and by the way; the guy who did all of this has been in this very house, seen me in pajamas and there is a big chance that he is following me where ever I go.

If that doesn't please your strict rules, then; fine with me. 

Oh and did I mention; that I met this guy at a party, that - I Carly Adams - snuck out to, without your permission? No? Whoopss..

Even though my inner voice was screaming at me to just tell her, the words never left my mouth.

"Carly? Answer me young lady." My anger only grew as I realized a very important fact in this discusion; apparently it was okay for her to ignore my questions, but when it came to hers she suddenly demanded an answer.

"I've been busy." I hissed through my gritted teeth.

"Busy with what?" She demanded to know, as she crossed her arms under her chest.

My eyes instantly fell to the floor, in a desperate try to avoid her eyes. "Just stuff." 

"Carly Adams, that is no acceptable answer." She yelled at me. I didn't even have to look up at her to know, that her face was now crimson, just like mine had been moments ago. "I demand, that tell me what ever it is that you think is more important than school!" 

Everyone else in this position would properly just give in and tell the full truth, - or at lest parts of it - though I just couldn't force myself to do it. 

Something about telling her about Justin along with the feeling of satisfying her; by telling it all, kept me from doing so.

"Is it really so hard to believe that I have a life apart from school, even though you do everything in your power to prevent it?" I screamed at her. Do you know that point where you just get enough of everything? Yea, well I had just reached that point and there was no going back from here.

"Young lady I do not tolerate such a voice." Her eyes were sparkling with fury and I imagined mine to match hers.

"Who cares?" I spat at her, throwing my arms up in the air. "I for once do not." I felt like a little kid, stomping their foot in the ground and stucking their tongue out at her.

"Go to your room." She stated in her stern voice, pointing back at the stair case behind me.

"So what now, are you grounding me?" This time it was my turn to cross my arms under my chest, while sending her a misbelieving look. 

"Yes I am. Go to your room." Her stern voice spat as she sent me a 'you-better-do-what-I-say-I'm-your-mother' look. Feeling offended, I turned on my heals and made my way towards the stairs, taking two steps at a time. As I reached my room, her voice spoke once again, before I slammed the door as hard as possible making the whole house shake. "You better not come down before I tell you so." 

I couldn't help but let a groan escape my lips as I threw myself onto my bed, that didn't seem as comfy as before.

This was so unfair. Grounding was for little kids and I was sixteen for crying out loud. My anger only grew as I was reminded by the fact, that she was the one going through my stuff without permission.

A rush of fury and adrenaline took over my body as I grabbed my phone and stepped into my old converse.

Stuffing my phone into the backpocket of my jeans, I made my way towards the window, before I opened it in order for me to slide out into the night. I placed myself on the large branch, from the old larch in the garden, that reached up to my window. Closing the window behind me, I carefully made my way towards the trunk of the tree, where I was able to climb onto lower branches, before I made it safely to the ground.

Pulling out my phone I pressed the familiar number, while I took a look behind me to make sure that my mother hadn't seen me, before I disappeared behind a bush and made my way down the sidewalk.

"Hey guurl." Her cheerful voice spoke as a welcome.

"Are you home?" I skipped the hallo's, well knowing that I needed a place to head for and I needed it now.

"No sorry Boo, I'm at Ryder's." Her voice was all giggly and she sounded so in love. At any other point I would have found it the sweetest thing on earth and I would have forced her to tell me everything into details, though at this point it just gave me the urge to throw up. "What's up Carly?" A confused and worried tune was added to her cheerful voice. She always knew when something was wrong - damn her.

"Nothing, I'm okay." I lied before I took a deep breath in order to calm my voice down, as I felt the first tear struggle to escape my eye, before it rolled silently down my cheek creating a path that was quickly taking into use by another tear drop.

"Oh well, Ryder says hey." The worried tune never left her voice and I knew perfectly well that she just dropped, because she was aware of the fact that I wouldn't tell her anything over the phone - no matter how hard she pushed.

"I have to go, but tell him I said hey as well." I tried so desperately to not let the tears mess with my voice and I succeeded, though I knew that it wouldn't be long before they would find their way onto my vocal cords.

"I will." And with that I hung up. I was lost. There was no way in hell or heaven that I would ever go back to the house and I wasn't up for the idea of being questioned by Chelsea's mother. 

I took a left at the end of the road, as a thunder was heard and within seconds the bus stop sign came into my view. There was only one place left that I could think of right now. 


After ages of just driving around, I finally managed to find my way home, where I was now laying on the couch in my sweats and black tshirt, with a new episode of CSI running on the TV. That shit was so unrealistic, though I couldn't help but feel some sort of inspired by some of the criminals' work.

Curiosity mixed with annoyance flushed my body as the door bell went off.

Nathan was handling some business, though he always had his key on him so there was no way it could have been him. 

I wouldn't have been surprised if it turned out to be someone wanting to hire one of us or borrow money from us. Though I was startled to see who it really was, as I opened the door.

The brown hair was cascading down to right under her ribs. Her beautiful clear blue eyes was shinning brightly due to a few tears leaking down her cheek, and I was sure that I could have lost myself completely into them. Her plump lips were a bright pink color as always and her teeth was biting down on her bottom lip. 

Her chest was shown of in a tanktop, only covered by a black leather jacket and I couldn't help but stare a bit at her perfectly placed curves.

Damn, had she always looked this good?

"Justin?" A fragile and broken voice spoke and it took me a minute to realize that the sound actually came from her.

"Hm?" I quickly pulled my thoughts together and my eyes away from her curves. "Oh, come in." 

It had started to rain outside and it was clear that she had been out in it for a while, as her clothes and brown hair was all soaked.

"Did you walk here?" I asked, eyeing her from top to bottom, though this time I avoided focusing on her curves.

"I took the bus." My face scrunched up in a disgusted grimace. I hated busses. They were always packed with loud people or smelled like old people.

A shiver ran through her and I instantly felt bad for just letting her stand their in the hallway in her soaked clothes. 

What the hell is wrong with you today? Keep it together man.

"I'll get you some dry clothes." 


I don't really know how it happened, but suddenly I ended up on sprawled across the couch in his sweats and tshirt. His arm was safely placed around my waist as he pulled my backside closer to him. I had spend the last half hour crying without saying a word. 

I had never thought of Justin as a comforting or very friendly person, though as I was laying their all cuddled up to him, I couldn't help but feel safe somehow. 

The flood of tears had finally stopped and I was now just enjoying the sweet scent of him, that always seemed to have a calming influence on me. 

Before long, I was pulled into a cloud of darkness, with his scent still lingering in my nostrils.



That was it; a quick little chapter from me, which I hope that you enjoyed.

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