Dark (a Cody Simpson fan fiction)

He thought she was just another girl. She thought he was her worst nightmare. But what they didn't know was that soon, they wouldn't be able to go on without each other. Follow Cody and Ella as their journey unfolds. Will she be able to change him? Will their love be enough to save him? What happens when innocence meets darkness?


2. Chapter 2

Ella’s POV

I DUG THROUGH MY PURSE TO FINALLY GET A HOLD of my key. I slipped the small silver object inside the lock and twisted it around, pushing the door open. I stepped into the hall and quietly closed it behind me so I wouldn’t wake my parents. I held onto the side table and took off my shoes before tiptoeing to my room.

After closing the door, I threw my purse onto the floor and collapsed on my bed. I closed my eyes, too tired to even bother to change. I felt exhausted.

A few seconds later, my eyes abruptly shot open as I remembered I’d left Macy and Rita at the party. I gathered what little energy I had left, got up off the bed and walked over to my bag. I grabbed my phone and noticed I had seven missed calls and fifteen unread messages. I unlocked the device and dialled Rita’s number since we were supposed to all sleep over at her house that night.

The phone rang two times before she picked up. 
“Ella?” she asked in a tizzy. 
“Yeah, it’s me.”
“Thank God,” she sighed. “It’s her.” 
“Put it on speaker,” I could hear Macy’s high-pitched voice in the background. “Where did you go??” Her voice sounded clearer. 
“I was with Cody.” 
“What?!” they pronounced in unison. 
“It’s not what you think!” I hastened to reply. “When the cops showed up, he was standing next to me and you guys were too far away, so we escaped together.” I purposely left out the part where Cody had saved me from the rapist. It wasn’t something I liked to think about. 
“Are you with him right now?” Macy interrogated. 
“What? No! Look, I’m really tired. I’ll call you guys tomorrow, alright?”
“Ella, we are not done discussing this!” Rita warned. “Don’t you dare hanging up on–” My finger touched the red button before she could finish her sentence. I didn’t have the strength to talk about my whereabouts – all I wanted to do was to get some rest.

It seemed I had just closed my eyes when I heard familiar voices getting closer with every step they took. I blinked multiple times, trying to get rid of the heaviness that sat on my eyelids, when the door flew open. Rita and Macy barged into the room and sat on the edge of my bed.

“Spit it,” Rita ordered. 
“What?” I asked barely above a whisper. I was too tired to understand what they were talking about. 
“What happened with Cody last night?” she clarified. I slowly brought my weight onto my elbows, propping myself up, as a long yawn escaped my mouth. I gently rubbed my eyes to get rid of the blurriness of the room. 
“So?” Macy asked impatiently. 
“What do you want me to say?” 
“Why on Earth did you run away with Cody? Of all people!” Rita shot me one of her famous disapproving looks. “I thought you were going to stay away from him. He’s dangerous, Ella.” How could I explain to them that Cody wasn’t someone to be afraid of? How was I supposed to explain something that I couldn’t even comprehend myself? 
“We have an English project together,” I tried to reason with them. 
“So you’re telling me you spent the night with Cody to work on your English project?” 
“We didn’t spend the whole night together! I told you it was because of the cops. I didn’t want to be arrested!” 
“Oh, right. Because running away with a criminal is the way to go.” I rolled my eyes and sighed. Cody couldn’t be as bad as everyone thought he was. After all, he’d saved me from potential danger – twice. There had to be more to him than what he let everyone perceive. “You have to be careful.” 
“I am being careful.” I couldn’t help the smile that was creeping onto my face at the thought of seeing Cody again. 
“Why are you smiling?” Macy asked, her voice swelling with panic. I didn’t know why, but I was actually looking forward to it. But there was no way in hell I was going to let them know that. 
“Nothing.” My smile kept growing bigger. 
“You’re not falling for him, are you?” Rita suspicioned. 
“No, I’m not,” I assured her. 
“Remember that guys like Cody only want one thing. Don’t let him fool you into thinking he’s a nice guy. He’s no different from Eddy and them.” My smile instantly disappeared as she reminded me about Cody’s reputation. Maybe she was right. Maybe all Cody wanted was to get inside my pants. I couldn’t let him play me like that.

Rita had always been the wisest out of us. She was only seventeen years old, but sometimes she acted like twice her age. She’d always been very protective of Macy and me because she didn’t want us to get hurt. A part of me felt like Rita had gone through a lot more than she had let us know. 
“I’ll be careful,” I sincerely told her. “I promise.”


THE NEXT MONDAY AT SCHOOL, I HADN’T TALKED TO Cody all morning. I was glad we weren’t sharing any other class, but there was a small part of me that wished I could spend more time in his company. I tried really hard to suppress the thought though. I’d seen him in the halls, chatting with some girls who were shamelessly flirting with him. I’d noticed a few had given him their numbers and it was then that I realized he really was no different from every other guy in this school. We had English class together and this project we had to work on. Those would be my only motives to talk to him. Other than that, I’d stay away. I had a tendency to get attached to people too easily. I didn’t want to risk getting hurt, because a person can only fall so many times before they will forever be broken.

After lunch, I headed towards Mrs P’s class. We weren’t going to be working on the project today, meaning I wasn’t going to have to talk to Cody. I was relieved because that way, it would give me some time to clear my head a little.

I took my usual seat and stared out the window as students started to walk in. 
“Move,” I heard a very distinct voice order a couple meters away from me. I turned around and saw Malory, who usually sat next to me, grab her bag and walk away. My breath caught in my throat as I watched him take her seat. 
“Hey, there,” Cody smirked at me. 
“What are you doing?” I asked. “This is Malory’s place.” 
“She didn’t mine trading places with me.” 
“Sounds to me like you forced her. There wasn’t much consent from her side.” 
“As far as I know, I didn’t hear her protest either,” he outwitted me. 
“Whatever,” I shook my head, turning my attention back to the window. 
“Hey, there’s something I wanna ask you,” Cody spoke. As I turned my head around to face him again, the classroom door slammed shut as Mrs Peterson walked in. 
“Alright, everyone!” She set her briefcase onto her desk and turned around to grab a chalk from the brim of the blackboard. “Today, we’re going to talk about… the Brontë sisters,” she said as she scribbled their name onto the board. 
“I was thinking,” Cody whispered as he leaned in to get closer to me. “Should I pick you up at eight or at seven?” I had a hard time concentrating on what Mrs P. was saying as I tried to extract the meaning out of his words. 
“What?” I turned around, giving up on following the class. 
“Do you want me to pick you up at seven or at eight?” he repeated. 
“For what?” 
“Our first date.” He smiled impishly. 
“What? I am not going out with you,” I whisper-yelled. 
“Why not?” he asked, almost offended. 
“I’m not sleeping with you,” I scowled. Rita was right. That was exactly what his intentions were. I would never go out with a guy like Cody. I knew the type. First, they flirt with you. Then, once they’ve got you sealed in their trap, they fuck you. And you never hear from them ever again. I didn’t want to be that girl. 
“What if I just want to take you out to a nice restaurant?” he persisted. 
“Ella? Cody?” Mrs Peterson stopped mid-sentence to interrogate us. “A problem?” 
“No, ma’am,” Cody said. “I was just telling Ella that Charlotte Brontë is famous for being the author of Jane Eyre.” 
“That’s… right.” Mrs P. sounded surprised. And so was the rest of the class, including me. “So, as Cody just said,” she continued, “Currer Bell, who went by the pen name of Charlotte Brontë, wrote the famous novel Jane Eyre…”

The rest of the period went by rather quickly and as soon as the bell rang, I headed home. I had finished doing all my homework in less than an hour and watched TV for the rest of the time. After my parents and I sat down for dinner, I went back to my room to update my blog.

As I was scrolling down my dashboard, I heard the doorbell ring. 
“Ella!” my mum shouted a few seconds later. “There’s a boy at the door for you!” Perplexed, I tilted down my laptop screen and went down the stairs.

As I walked to the door, my pace slowed down at the sight of Cody standing in the entrance. 
“You ready?” he asked. 
“Our date!” No way! Was he serious? “You never told me if you wanted me to come at seven or eight, so I settled for 7h30.” 
“I told you no,” I said. 
“Oh, you did? Well, I’m here now, so.” 
“I already ate.” I couldn’t spend any more time with him. If I did, I was scared I would get attached to him. And I didn’t want that to happen. 
“Then we’ll go somewhere else. I’ll take you some place nice.”
“No,” I insisted. 
“Come on!” 
“It’s a school night.” 
“So? We don’t have a test tomorrow anyway.” 
“Why do you want me to go out with you so badly? I told you I’m not going to have sex with you.”
“And I don’t want to have sex with you. I just want to get to know you better.” His words lingered at the back of my mind. I don’t want to have sex with you. Here I was, convinced that all he wanted to do was get inside my pants and now he was basically telling me that I wasn’t good enough for him. I couldn’t deny the hurt that I felt. My ego had definitely taken a hit.

I quickly shook my head, getting rid of the disappointment. I didn’t want to have sex with him and he didn’t want to have sex with me. We were on the same page. That’s a good thing, right? 
“If we’re going to work on this project together, I think it’s important we learn more about each other first.” I shot him a dubious look. “Come on, it’s not like you have anything better to do anyway.” I still wasn’t convinced. He sighed and then said, “If you come, I’ll… I’ll tell you why I got expelled.” My eyes widened at the idea. That night we had run away from the party, he had never told me why he was kicked out of his old school.

As I stood there, weighing the pros and cons of me going out with Cody, I noticed he was growing impatient as his body kept fidgeting. Despite the time that I had spent trying to subdue my attraction to him, the feeling was still there, and it had decided to take over all rational thoughts I had left. I took a deep breath and said, “Okay.” Cody’s eyes widened as he couldn’t believe what I’d just said. “I’ll go out with you.” A smile grew onto his face. It wasn’t one of his well-known arrogant smirks he usually had on; it was a soft, genuine smile. I couldn’t help but think about how adorable he looked in that exact instant. “Just this once,” I added, stopping myself from fantasizing about him. 
“Cool,” he said. 
“I’ll just go grab my stuff.” I fumbled up the stairs as I was headed to my room. Was I really doing this?

A few minutes later, I was sat on the passenger seat inside Cody’s car. 
“So?” I asked. 
“So?” he repeated, confused about what I was asking. 
“Why were you expelled?” 
“Whoa, hold your horses, princess,” he chuckled. “I’m not telling you just yet…” He glanced at me and said, “I want to enjoy this first.” I didn’t quite understand what he meant by that, but didn’t question it. If he was dreading that moment so much, it had to be something big, and I was dying to know. 
“Can you at least tell me where we’re going?” I enquired. 
“It’s a surprise,” he smiled that same smile that had me swoon just a couple minutes earlier. 
“Does everything have to be a mystery with you?” 
“It’s good to be a little secretive. It keeps them wanting more.” 
“And by ‘them,’ you mean girls?”
“I mean everyone. Besides,” his face was grave, “you can’t let people know too much about you. Because once they figure you out, they know all of your weaknesses, and it makes it easier for them to take you down.” I was surprised at how serious the conversation had gotten.

The rest of the car ride remained silent. We had left town a good twenty minutes ago and another twenty minutes later, Cody finally pulled over a gravel pit. He turned the ignition off and got out of the car. I stayed in my seat, confused about why he had taken me here.

The sound of the passenger door opening quickly snapped me back to reality as I noticed Cody had opened it for me. I cautiously got out of the vehicle and he closed the door behind me. 
“Where are we?” I asked. 
“You’ll see.” He held out his hand to me and I took it as he carried me up the hill.

Once we reached the top, I was astonished. My eyes intently travelled the city lights that brightened the night sky. The view was unbelievable. 
“Wow,” I finally managed to say. 
“I know, right,” Cody concurred. He sat down onto the ground and I reciprocated his move. 
“How did you find this place?” I turned my head around to look at him. 
“My cousin showed it to me. I like to come up here when the world is just too much, you know.” His eyes didn’t leave the outlook below us. “It helps me clear my head and think.” I observed him a little bit longer. Did Cody Simpson have a deep side? If I didn’t know any better, I think I could have fallen in love with him right there.

“Do you really wanna know? Why I got expelled?” he turned his head to me this time. I nodded in response. He almost looked sad. He took a deep breath before starting. “I, uh… Let’s just say I messed up the principal’s face pretty bad.” His features were hard. 
“What do you mean?” I knew what he meant, but I didn’t want to believe it. I was scared to find out. 
“I punched him – several times. There was blood flowing everywhere… and he wasn’t moving… but I kept on hitting…” My breath itched in my throat. 
“I thought you said you hadn’t…”
“I didn’t kill him!” he hastily replied. “But he was in a coma for a few days.” 
“Why did you do it?” 
“I was pissed off, okay?” he snapped. I flinched at the sudden rise of his tone. My heart was beating uncontrollably fast. I knew Cody had problems controlling his temper, but seeing him lose it so easily over such a simple question made me start fearing him again.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, calming himself down. He then opened them, turned to me and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be mad at you.” 
“It’s okay.” I was still a little afraid of what Cody might do. I turned away from him as I was no longer able to bring myself to look up at him. I didn’t want to be here anymore.

I heard Cody getting up as he said, “I’ll take you home.” Without saying a single word, I got up as well and climbed inside his car. We drove in silence down the dark, empty road. I stared out the window, contemplating what had just happened with Cody. One second, he acted like the sweetest guy in the world, and a total prick the next. I couldn’t figure out his purpose. I knew that after tonight I should have been scared to death and I should have wanted to stay as far away from him as I possibly could, but… tonight had actually had the opposite effect. His outburst had only made me want to understand him more. I was convinced that Cody was hiding behind a wall, and all I could think about was finding a way to break it.




A/N: There you have it, chapter 2! Sorry if this one is a bit shorter, I promise the following ones are longer ;) So, looks like Ella's falling for Cody huh? Let me know what you think is going to happen in next week's chapter! xx

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