Only In The Dark

A boy with his eye on two worlds and a disappearing family, Oliver Shawl is put to the test to finish his father's work and save man kind from the monsters and demons that walk among us in the dark.
This was my Nano write that I, unfortunately, was late to sign up for due to technical difficulties.


27. Doomed Love

Little sun entered their hotel room in the day and not one hint of moonlight entered their window. Jennifer and Tim had spent days locked up in their room, starvation would have killed them if Jennifer hadn’t gone to get food every morning when the sun was out. If it were foggy or still dark the wouldn’t even open the shutters. Inside they were quiet as a mouse and hardly spoke a word to each other. They didn’t share the same bed because Tim would sit in the chair near the lamp reading a book all night then sleep through the day. They had both grown thin and weak, they were tired and lived every day scared that something was coming for them.

    Day after day hours past and their hearts grew heavy without their son. Jennifer blamed Tim in her head every second of the day. The love between them had gone and they were two strangers in the same bed now. But she did try to ignore how she felt. She tried to push away the feeling of hatred for her husband. She kept telling herself, “It isn’t his fault… I don’t blame him for what happened… Oliver’s better off with Ma and Pa…” But it wasn’t good enough to keep the doubt away. With every passing moment she wanted her son back in her arms. She wanted to see him grow up and become a man. Get drunk for the first time. Have his first girlfriend. Have his first ex. She wanted to be there for him. But she couldn’t.

    One day she had grown tired of sitting in the same room and denying her hatred for Tim until she had lost it on him… “I want Oliver.” Was the first thing she said when she woke from her none dreamless sleep. Tim was staring out the window onto the freeway next to the motel.

    “You know that can’t happen.”

    “I want my son.” She sat up in her bed and looked to Tim who paid no attention to her. “I’m going back for him.” He turned to look at her, closing the curtain and his jaw clenched.

    “You can’t do that Jen. You know what could happen if you bring him into this at a young age. A kid shouldn’t have to move around all his life and be scared of the dark.”

    “Well a child shouldn’t have to be away from his parents every day of his life! Who knows if we’ll ever see him again? It’s all your fault! I want nothing to do with you! Everything is your fault! You’re obsessed with this demon thing it’s messing with your life! Our lives! I hate you!” She knew she had lost control and she could see the hurt in his eyes when she had finished. Her eyes were wide and her bed head was wild. Her hands were clenched into fists and gripping the bed sheets angrily. Tim slunk back in his seat, he was heartbroken and Jennifer could see his eyes were welling up in tears. She wanted to take it back. She wanted it all to just be a nightmare and she would wake up at any moment to see Tim still in his chair. Or for them to all be home and her husband lying beside her in their bed. But it was the truth and how she truly felt inside.

    “So that’s it then… you’re done with me.” He muttered biting his tongue to hold back his tears. Wanting the pain of his tongue to block out his heart break. A heartbreak hurts more than a punch in the gut let alone a tongue being bit. Jennifer rubbed her eyes then got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, shutting the door without a reply. Tim broke into tears once she was out of the room and cried into his palms. Jennifer did the same and stayed in the bathroom for almost 3 hours crying. Tim knocked on the door gently, leaning against the door. “I’m sorry Jennifer. Are you okay? I know I messed up and I know it’s my fault.”

    Her heart ached at the sound of his voice just beyond the door, but she didn’t remove the obstacle to get to him. Instead she sat quietly in front of the door and stared blankly at the hotel bathroom wall. Tim still stood by the door for a while, listening for her. He could hear her sniffling so he left his station and lay on the bed, waiting for her to come out. By the time she exited the bathroom it was around sunset. She sauntered out and then sat at the end of the bed. Her head was throbbing from how much she had cried. How much she had thought of her options. “Are you alright?” He asked her, immediately sitting up.

    “I’m fine.” She replied and rubbed her face. Tim scooted closer to her and cupped his hands in his lap. He wanted so badly to hug her and kiss her soft lips. He wanted to tell her he was sorry and he wanted to take everything back. He wanted his son just as much as she did. But a motherly love is hard to just forget about or put it off for several years. He knew he couldn’t control her decisions and he knew what was coming.

    “If you want to leave then you can… You’d be safer away from me anyways.” She looked down at her thin hands that were tucked on her lap and shook her head. Her eyes beginning to tear up again and he couldn’t help but let it out also. They were torn apart and both felt useless.

    A few hours later Jennifer was standing beside the door with her bag packed and her cheeks and eyes puffy and red from the rubbing and crying. They both were crying and Tim was trying to hold himself back from begging her to stay with him. He took her in his arms and held her tightly, she returned the deep hug. Her heart leaping as he kissed her head; something he hadn’t done in a long time. They hugged for a long time until she forced herself to pull away then walked out the door with her bag, into the dark.

    Behind her the door slammed shut and she jumped so high she thought she’d have a heart attack. She spun around to see the door was closed and guessed Tim was angry with her. Then there was a loud manly scream that came from inside the room. She dropped her bag and ran back to the door. She tried to open the door but the handle wouldn’t twist and the screaming continued. “Tim! Open the door! Tim!” She screamed and slammed her hand on the door, it did nothing and she began to throw herself at the door to break it open.

    It did nothing for a while until the door shot open and she stumbled into the now dark room. A creature stood over her husband’s body on the floor. It was much taller than her and was hunched over because the ceiling was too low for it. It was pitch black and thinner than her, almost the size of her thigh. It started to charge at her and she quickly reached over and flicked on the light beside her. The bulbs flickered to life and Tim lay on the ground with half of his face scratched over and blood trickling down the side of his head. There were other injuries all around his body and he was still alive and breathing.

    She began to cry again and ran over, falling down beside him and lifting his head to her lap. “Tim! Can you hear me? I’m so sorry baby! I’m so sorry! Don’t leave me!” She ran her fingers through his wet hair that was drenched in blood. His face was torn and bleeding, more blood was all around the room from his other open wounds around his his body. She sobbed over him and screamed for help. “It’s gonna be okay baby.” She pet his hair back and held him tightly in her arms. Tears streamed down her face and he lay there motionless on her lap.

    “It’s okay…” He muttered and smiled a little. He was in so much pain but her being there helped him feel better.  

    “No! No it’s not okay!” She continued to cry and tried to soothe him. “I don’t know what to do! Help! Somebody please help! Oh my god.” Tim felt around for her face and cupped her cheek.

    “I love you…”

    “No! Tell me that when you’re safe! Tim! Don’t die!” She cried in terror. Her hands and legs were covered in blood, a handprint of blood left on her cheek as her husband laughed a little.

    “You know that won’t happen…” He began to cough up blood and Jennifer stared down into his injured eyes.

    “Baby I’m going to get you out of here alive! I swear to you! Just don’t die! Don’t give up.” She urged him then tried to lift him a little. “Can you walk?” He groaned in pain when she moved him and she screeched and settled back down. “Oh baby I’m so sorry.” She cried uselessly holding him to her chest and rocking a little.

    “It’s not your fault.”

    “It is! I’m a terrible wife! My love I’m so sorry… Please forgive me?” She begged her face buried in his hair. “Somebody help! Where is everyone?” The lights began to flicker and she continued to cry and hold him.

    “Jen… Leave.” His voice was quiet but she wouldn’t move and instead held him closely to her. She wished she could take his place and prayed for anything to save them. Then the lights went out and a woman was sitting in the chair by the window. The door was still open and they could hear the sound of the crickets and far away cars.

Jennifer saw the thin woman sitting down calmly and through her tears and shaky voice said, “Who are you? How did you get here?” The woman laughed a little.

“I’m here to help you sweetie. Do you want your husband to live?” She asked and Jennifer sniffled, looking down at her blind husband. She wasn’t ready to let him go. She couldn’t let him go.

“Of course. Yes!” She looked back down at her husband in pain. “I would do anything for him.” Tim was coughing up blood now and he was slowly losing consciousness. She shook him to keep him from sleeping.

“Anything?” She grinned. Jennifer agreed and the woman stood and walked to them. Her eyes were the lightest blue she’d ever seen, until they turned a crimson red as she neared them. Jennifer hid him from her and the woman knelt down next to her. “Don’t worry, it’ll only hurt a bit. You want him to live right?” Jennifer nodded, loosening her hold on him a little. With that her pale hand slid over Tim’s face and his chest fell and never rose.

“What have you done?” Jennifer screamed and tried to shake him awake. “Tim? Tim? No! No!” She sobbed and held him to her chest and rocked back and forth. She kissed his bloody lips deeply and sobbed. “Tim I love you! Come back!”

“I saved his life.” The woman then snapped her fingers and through the dark Jennifer saw a shadow of a man standing in front of her. But the face was strange and the mouth was wide and smiling down at her. She held Tim’s lifeless body and backed up a little with it.

“Get away! Leave me alone beast!” She screamed at it, but it didn’t budge. The woman laughed and looked at the shadow of the man.

“Hello, Tim. I’m sure this may come as a shock to you… ha! What am I kidding! Kill her.” She ordered. Jennifer stared up at the demon in front of her and continued to scoot away over the bloody floor.

“No!” The demon’s head twitched and in less than a second the demon threw her across the room and she hit the wall. The demon was in front of her once again before she could hit the ground and it drove its forearm through her chest and pinned her against the wall. Her breath was forced from her lungs and she was in shock as she stared at the monster then down at the arm that was dripping with her blood. But the demon’s smile was glued to his face and she could swear it was her husband smiling at her before she closed her eyes.

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