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?


2. you better be careful


The silent wind, blew through the streets, caring the sound of loud music and making me shiver underneath my jacket.

I couldn't help but keep glancing behind me, making sure that no one had followed me. I turned a corner and instantly the house I had been searching for, came into view.

Nervouse butterflies spread in my body, as I began to walk up to the front door, which were already cracked open a bit. As soon as I pushed inside my ears went numb for a second. If I had thought that the music was loud before, it was nothing compared to now, when I was standing in the middle of the source. I pushed through a couple of people, who seemed too drunk to even care.

Scanning the filled room, I was desperate to find that one person I knew. Stumbling through, what seemed like the dance floor, I hit a hard chest, before falling to the ground. I hissed under my breath, more than embarrassed of what had just happened, but silently praying that everyone was too drunk to notice the little incident that had caused me to land on the floor.

"You better be careful." The voice was no way near light and playful, but instead a mixture of a harsh tune and darkness, as if it was caring a threat.

Looking up I found myself starring into a pair of hard dark eyes and I was more than surprised to see the stranger offer me his hand, to help me up. As soon as I was back on my feet, he turned away, with one last glance at me, filled with something close to hatred. 

Stunned by his harsh figure, I decided to shrug it off and kept looking for the only person, who could take the blame for me coming here tonight.

I pushed through the backdoor and before I knew of it, I was standing in the middle of a garden, lighten up by a couple of candles and the moonlight.

"Carly, over here." I turned my attention towards a petite girl standing by a tree, with her arm wrapped around someone else.

I made my way towards them, knowing that she was the one I had been looking for.

"What took you so long?" She spoke, not really interested in my answer as the boy linked to her arm, craved her attention by leaving greedy kisses down her neck. 

"You know my mom. I had to make sure she was sleeping." Guilt started bubbling in the pit of my stomach, by the thought of me going against my mother's rules and sneaking out. 

"Oh well, you're here now, so let's have some fun." Not knowing what she ment by fun, I followed her into the house. 

"Where are we going?" She ignored me as her full attention was turned towards the guy, who was still linked to her and kept kissing her and bitting her skin, waiting for her to react the way he wanted her to.

I followed them both to a refreshment table in the living room. My eyes scanned the room as she handed me a cup of an unidentified liquid. As I raised the tip of the cup to my lips and took a sip of the strong liquid, making it out to be somekind of alcohol, my eyes met a familiar set of brown ones. 

I locked my eyes on his, as the stranger mimicked me and raised his cup to take a sip as well. After holding my glare for a second, he turned around and disappeared into the sea of people, moving their bodies along with the fast beat of the music.

A shiver ran down my spine, by the thought of him, but I quickly shrugged it off, turning towards the girl who had forced me to come. Chelsea had been my best friend ever since I moved to this city, three years ago.

We were practically like sisters, yet still so different. While she was the carefree and outgoing girl, I was the shy and silenced one. She craved the attention of all males with her long blonde hair, while I had to settle with only a glance from a few, due to my ordinary brown hair and the lack of confident. 

"Uhm, Carls?" Chelsea's voice snapped me out of my thoughts and back to reality.

"Yeah?" I took another sip of my drink, not really interested in anything but going home and back to bed already.

"Do you know that guy over there?" She made a gesture with her head, towards someone behind me. I took a quick glance over my shoulder, only to find those harsh dark eyes from earlier, starring at me and captivating my attention once again. 

"No, why?" I forced myself to look away, before I asked her the question. 

"He's been starring at you for a while now." She managed to say, before the guy from earlier, returned and craved her attention, once again.

Turning my head, I caught his glare once again. The touch of darkness in his eyes was clearly visible, even though  I was standing in the other end of the crowded room. 

Another shiver started its way down my spine, as goosebumps started to form on my arms. I pulled my jacket closer and instantly I felt glad that I hadn't taken it off.

After a few seconds - which, to be honest, felt like hours - he turned around and disappeared, just like last time.

"I'll be back in a minute." I didn't take my eyes off of his back, as I spoke, but I knew that Chelsea was far too busy sticking her tongue down the guys throat, who ever he was, to even remotely care at the moment or lecture me about safeness.

I pushed through the ocean of bodies, still moving mindlessly to the loud beat, as I followed him in a quick pace. 

I nearly lost track of him, as I walked out in the garden. Due to his black figure and the darkness of the night that surrounded him, it was hard to keep my eyes on him, until they finally adjusted to the lack of light.

As he made his way down to the end of the garden, where he found a small hole in the bush that surrounded the house and the garden, I followed him through and watched as he disappeared into the woods. I carefully trailed behind him, not wanting to cause a sound, 'cause even though there was distance between us, the night was silent and I couldn't help but think that he was able to hear my heart pounding in my chest.

"So you decided to show up, I see." An unfamiliar voice spoke, bringing both the stranger and I to freeze in our spot. I quickly snapped out of it and tried to hide behind the nearest tree. 

"When do I ever break my promises, Drake?" The stranger from the party spoke, as he turned his full attention towards a little group of four in front of him.

"Do you have the package?" The guy, Drake I'm guessing, spoke up once again, completely ignoring the question. The stranger gave a slight nod, never letting his eyes leave the small group.

"Then where is it?" Drake seemed to get more frustrated by the second and that fact didn't go unnoticed by the stranger.

"You really thought I was gonna give it to you, Drake?" He let out a small chuckle, still fixing his eyes on the four, now more than ever. "Aw, how sweet." That comment clearly pushed Drake over the edge, as he kept clenching and unclenching his fists.

"You better hand it over, or else -" He didn't get to finish before the stranger cut him off.

"Or else what? Are you gonna send another one of your small town boys after me?" He spat through gritted teeth, as he made a gesture with his head towards the three figures standing behind Drake. "You know I'm just gonna cut them up, just like I did with the last one." This time his chuckle came out harsh, as if it was forced just to provoke a reaction. And if that in fact was his intentions, than he sure as hell was rewarded for them.

"Where is he?" Drake's voice was covered in frustrations and pure hatred as he stared at the stranger. If looks could kill, he would have been dead by now.

"Oh you know, just spread out over town like the rest of you is going to be, if you cross my paths again." By those words five guns were pulled in an instant. 

A shocked gasp left my lips, as I stared at what looked like a scene from a movie. Silently I prayed that no one had heard me, but it was too late. Instantly five pairs of eyes were pointed at me along with the barrow of the guns. 

I ordered my feet to move, as I quickly spun around and ran for my dear life. I knew that at this point, it had to be over. And for some silly reason I couldn't help but think that this was all a punishment, for me going against my mother's rules by sneaking out.

My breath got stuck in my throat, as I kept on running. My legs started to go numb and it wasn't long before I fell to the ground, my head landing on something hard, before my eyes fell closed and darkness consumed me.

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