Louisa Fletcher is not your average 21 year old university student. She has secrets, a complicated past that has made her build a strong outer shell, not letting anyone close enough to properly get to know the depths of her. Tyler Mitchell however, has had a troubled childhood and is struggling to find his way in his life. But, he has a secret, one so big it could cause serious turmoil if it were to ever come out. He's determined to keep it hidden, but will the untold truths between these two mysterious souls drive them apart, or will they manage to let one another see who they really are? Find out by reading Shadow.


7. Chapter Seven.



''How do you have the energy to run every single morning? It takes a lot out of me just to get out of bed,''Faith sighed from the kitchen, as the smell of pancakes lingered in the air and made my stomach growl. One great thing about living with Faith was that she had been cooking her whole life. Her mom was a famous cook and Faith had definitely learned a lot from her. 

''It sure smells delicious in here.'' Faith winked and flipped a pancake as I took my seat at the kitchen island we ate in the mornings. 

''So, are you going to call him?''she asked, setting the pancakes on the table.

''I don't know. Maybe.'' I set a pancake on my plate and digged in. Faith sure did know how to make perfect pancakes.




I could feel my lungs begin to burn as my body started weakening out, but I didn't want to stop running. Running made me escape the flashbacks, and God knows I'd do anything to get them out of my head. I knew I had to stop, but I couldn't. My mind was controlling me, every movement I make. 

'Help me! Please! How could you do this to me, I trusted you!'

'Shut up, bitch. Nobody is going to hear you in here.'

''Louisa?''a voice behind me jerked me to a stop, thankfully, because if I had kept going I would have passed out. The voice was familiar and it only took me a second to put my finger on who it belonged to. 

''Tyler.''I was still trying to catch my breath, so his name came out more of a sigh than a proper Tyler.

''Hey, are you okay? You were going pretty fast,''his hand touched my shoulder and he looked into my eyes.

I shook my head. ''Yeah, I'm fine. Sometimes I just don't want to stop,''I painted a fake smile on my face and exhaled deeply.

''Make sure you're careful,''his stare looked straight through me and it scared me that someone could look so deep into me. I hadn't let anyone in for so long. 

''Yeah, I will be.''

''I think that you should sit down, come on,''he took my hand into his and led me to a small, but cute café. He ordered me a macchiato, and it surprised me that he knew how I liked my coffee. 

I thanked him when he handed me the cup. 

''How's life at the house?''I inquired, and took a sip of my coffee. This was delicious, much better than the regular macchiato I had near campus. This guy did know things.

''The usual. Parties, girls,''he chuckled.

''Do you ever join in?''

''I used to, but I don't anymore. I guess I figured that life wasn't really for me.''

Guilt crept up my spine, and I'd never felt more of a slut than I did in that moment. 

Thankfully, his phone rang so I didn't have to reply to his statement. 

His brows furrowed as he looked at his phone screen.

''I have to take this, I'm sorry,''he stood up and walked further away for privacy. I continued sipping my coffee until I saw Tyler getting pissed, or angry, I couldn't put my hand on which it was. Either way, he was upset about something and I couldn't help but wonder who he was calling or what the call was about.

After he'd ended the call, he walked back to our table.

''I have to go, I'm sorry. I'll call you,''he kissed my cheek and in the blink of an eye, I could see him walking away from the café. 

That was odd, he seemed in a rush after that phone call. I told myself I would ask him about it later and took off. 




I gathered my books into my bag and headed for the exit of the hall. When I had got out, I recognized a familiar face standing across me.

''Miles, what are you doing here?''

''Louisa! I have a few acquaintances here,''he winked, and I'm pretty sure I understood what he meant.

I shook my head and chuckled. Been there, done that, not ever going back.

''I was just wondering, do you know where Tyler is?''that was partly a lie. I wasn't just wondering, it had been on my mind all day, why he'd left in such a rush and who he was on the phone with.

''Tyler? No, I haven't seen him since the morning.''

That was weird. It had been 5 hours since I'd seen him. He was probably doing his own stuff, it's not like he has to tell me where he's at every second of the day. 

''I think he really likes you, though.'' I felt my stomach do flips, and I felt like I was back in high school. What the hell was this guy doing to me? 

I smiled, awkwardly. ''I can see it from his face whenever he sees you and comes back, he's different. In a good way.''

I wonder what Miles meant with that, but whatever it did mean, it made me feel happy about myself and knowing I could make a difference in Tyler's life, even if it isn't major.

''I think I really like him too,''I said, feeling like a stupid 16 year old. Miles gave me a pat on my back, like I was his dog or something. 

''I hope everything works out for you two.'' That might have been the nicest thing he has said to me, at least since I've known him. Miles seemed genuine, and he even gave me a smile. It was a tiny one though, because big guys like himself can't actually afford to properly smile.

I chuckled and thanked him, before walking off. I felt a weird warm feeling inside of me as I walked back to my dorm.




''I told you, you're not getting the money until the deal's done.''

I tensed my jaw and I tried to control my anger. 

''I need the money. You don't understand, I can't continue doing this for you any-'' 

A punch in my face cut me off, and a sharp pain hit my mouth. I could taste blood and feel Dean's breath on my face.

''If you come back here wanting to cut this off again, I'll end you.''

I walked away from the wall and before leaving, spit the blood from my mouth on the ground and looked at Dean as an eery smirk appeared on his face.

As I walked towards my car, my phone rang in my pocket. I saw it was Louisa who was calling, and I didn't want to, but I ignored the call.




I hated myself for driving in this direction, every part of my body wanted to turn the other way and go to Louisa instead. But I knew I couldn't do that. I couldn't go back to the boys house since everyone would bombard me with questions and my mind could not deal with that right now. I pressed on the gas. 

I pulled up in a driveway that I hoped I wouldn't have to see ever again. I cursed to myself and I wanted to hit something. It took everything in me to walk to the front door. I told myself that this was the right thing to do, I knew it was. It was the only thing that could help. I knocked on the door.

''Tyler?''Elizabeth said, looking surprised as ever to see me.



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