Hiding in the Shadows

My name is Dani and I am almost 20. When I was little, I was marked above my collar bone. Everyone says that it's aliens, and so does my boyfriend Pj. He has the same mark but it's on the knuckle of his thumb. My best friend Bo has been here for her whole life too and is still single. This is my story.


5. Get the Mist Out

Dani's POV

I was numb. All over I felt nothing. Then I could hear, and I could feel someone's hand on my hand. I curiously opened my eyes, but instead of me opening them slowly, I was an idiot and snapped them open. A boy was sitting next to me with his head down like he was staring at my hand. 

Pj's POV

She was cold. Out for two days, there was nothing. The girl that I loved so much was taken away from me. But no, I wasn't letting it take her forever. I would get my Dani back. Then her finger twitched. I looked up at her and her dark blue eyes had a glowing bright aqua blue ring around her pupils. Bo gasped behind me. The only thing keeping her sane was Elias. He'd have to hold her back every time Dani would move, but now he couldn't keep her from coming. She ran over and hugged her. When she backed up, I gave her hug. She was still very cold. The girl that was so warm three days before. Now it was like she never existed. They took her and I had to get her back. I didn't know if it killed that girl that I loved. 

Dani's POV

 A different version of me. I couldn't seem to scream. I was awake yet I felt so dead at the same time. I saw Pj and Elias and Bo, but no matter how hard I tried saying "Pj I'm here, I'm ok." I couldn't. Utter loss, I couldn't seem to control my urge to experience things from this new point of view. I didn't know who I was. What I was. I was me, but I was different. I never experienced this me, and I guessed it was the me that they claimed. The me they got when they were inside my mark. And we knew it would happen to one of us. In fact, I was kinda happy it was me. I didn't want Bo or Elias or Pj to have to go through this pain. I felt stronger though. 

~Please re-read this chapter because I changed it quite a bit, please re-read! Now back to the story;) ~Avi~

Pj's POV

She was looking around, focusing on everything for a few seconds. Then she stood up across from me. Her vision flipped from my face to Bo's, then Elias'. I didn't know if she was going to talk, or if it was even my Dani, if she was even still there. I held out my hand towards her. A big smile lit up her face and she took me hand. In one quick movement she jumped over the bed and hugged me. "Babe please tell me you're in there." I whispered. "I'm still here, they haven't gotten my soul... yet." She soothed frowning at the thought of losing her soul. I lifted her chin so I could see her new eyes. Bo cleared her throat in a "ok i want to talk to her" way. Dani turned around, it was like she was immortal. "Bo." She whispered with a smile. She walked over to her and hugged her. 

Dani's POV

Immortality? Pj was muttering things about me being immortal? Impossible. I'm human. Or was human. Now I had something in me and I didn't know what it was. Those people I saw... they must of been victims! Victims of the mist, ones that couldn't escape it. Would that be me? I turned back to Pj and saw him with his hands in his pockets, staring at the floor. "Well... we'll be back later." Bo said calmly. "Ok." I muttered. Elias and Bo walked out of the room and Pj kind of trudged over to me. I was paying attention to Bo and Elias, but my hearing was so good I heard him behind me. Spinning around, I landed right in his arms. Where I belonged. He leaned down and kissed my neck. Closing my eyes, I felt at peace. His kisses stopped around my throat, where he could see he wasn't being someone my father would approve. Not that my father would ever know since that day he left me in the mental hospital. But Pj didn't stopped there for an odd reason, and I could feel that something was wrong because he was by my collarbone, by my mark. His head lifted away. "I'm sorry." He muttered. I opened my eyes and looked at him puzzled. "You're probably not in the mood. I was being disrespectful, I'm sorry." He continued. My puzzled look faded at his words. Disrespect. I was an adult, I could do what I wanted. And there was littlerly no one that could stop me. But he wasn't stopping there because of disrespect, there was another reason. He always would at least go to my mark before going to my lips, but he stopped above my mark. "You're lying." I demanded. "You always stop at my mark, not five inches above it." I protested. "Your mark is different, it's bright green." He replied to my testimony. Then my vision blurred and I went numb again. Then it began. The burning.

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