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.


17. Chapter Seventeen.



Linda had been attacked, physically, and they still hadn't caught who did it. I was raging, the same fear crippling over me as all of those years ago. She had been released from the hospital a few days ago, being left with a few bruises and scratches, thankfully it wasn't anything life critical, but it still wasn't acceptable by any means.

I'd been going on more runs, in an attempt to get my anger and guilt out. No success. The police hadn't gotten any leads either, which only angered me more. I wanted answers. No, I needed answers. 

I felt bad spending time with Tyler - not that I didn't enjoy it, because I did, more than I thought possible, but because I was wrapped in a bubble and couldn't properly concentrate on anything. 

He had stayed at the mine for the night, and now we were heading off to get a proper breakfast since I'd filled all the cubboards up with junk food that I bought with Faith the other night. 

I was just closing the door, Tyler in the hallway, when my phone rang and I grew irritated, not wanting to be bothered right now. I was going to decline the call, but when I saw it was from the police department, I decided otherwise.


''Is this Louisa Fletcher?''a voice spoke back, and I felt myself start to grow nervous.

''Yes, this is her. Why?''I inquired, seeing Tyler's face turn into a frown.

''We need you to come to the department right now,''the voice was stern.

Now I really started to feel nervous.

''Alright, I'll be there in 10 minutes,''I assured and ended the call, to see Tyler's face even more in confusion now than it was before.

I was a bit annoyed this had come up now, when I was planning to have a good day with my- boyfriend? The word felt too cringey and nothing close to describe what me and Tyler shared.

''That was the police.''

I had told Tyler part of the story with Linda - mentioned that she was someone who used to help me, and told him she had been experiencing break ins and harassment, but I'd left out the part of it possibly being anyone I knew from my past. 

I didn't like not telling him the whole truth, but there was too much at risk to take that step.

After I'd told him what the police had said, he took my hand and we walked out of the building, running through the pouring rain that the humidity of Washington had caused. 

When Tyler pulled up in front of the department, I almost told him to keep driving and drive us somewhere quiet and peaceful. I was scared to find out what they were going to tell me - I feared the worst, that it was him.

I stared blatantly out of the window, looking at the rain droplets hit the glass, and it was like I was glued to my seat. 

''Come on, let's go,''Tyler nudged my hand and when he saw I didn't move, turned to properly look at me.

''You want answers, right?''he asked, looking into my eyes. I nodded, being unable to get a word out right now.

''This is the only way to get them,''he spoke softly, rubbing his thumb over my palm. I took a deep breath and told him I was ready, and we got out, ran through the rain as fast as we could - careful not to slip on the wet surfaces.

We made it inside, Tyler's hair dampened by the rain and it only made him look more attractive. We walked to the same counter I'd been at a few weeks ago, and much to my surprise, the same guy faced us now.

''Louisa Fletcher, right?''he asked, his eyes fixating between me and Tyler.

I nodded and he stood up. ''This way,''he lead the way and we followed him, Tyler's hand on my back. I felt so nervous to the point I felt sick, but I had to take myself together.

The man lead us to a small room with closed blinds and dimmed windows, so you couldn't see what was happening inside from where we were standing. He suggested us to enter the room, and we did so. 

An officer with a deeper navy suit than the guy who'd lead us here, was sitting at the table and the official and slightly uncomfortable atmosphere made me squeeze Tyler's hand tighter. 

''Please, take a seat,''he waved at the two chairs opposite him, and we sat down.

''I've understood that you're close with Linda Johnson, who used to be your psychiatrist?''he asked, looking in between us two, and I felt guily overcome me as the word psychiatrist left his mouth. I felt awful for lying to Tyler, and I felt his hand loosen a little in my hand. He was probably disappointed that I'd lied, and he had every reason to be.

''Yes.'' My voice was shaky and not nearly as put together as the officer's.

''We have some information on who has caused her such turmoil,''he spoke, settling the files in front of him into a neat pile. I realised I was holding my breath, my heart racing.

''Security footage and witnesses have confirmed it to be this man,''he set a file in front of me and Tyler, and I felt my heart sink and my fingers begin to tingle. It was him. The guy who had been my best friend at the start, and then turned into such a monster I didn't ever recognise again.

''Dean McWell, who also has a restraining order against you, Ms. Fletcher,''he spoke, but I hardly heard it. I forced my tears back as all the vivid memories made an appearance in my mind, and all I wanted to do was to get them to stop. I hadn't noticed that Tyler had let go of my hand until my hand hanged loosely in the air, and Tyler's eyes were glued to the photo in front of him, like he couldn't believe what he was seeing was real.

I nodded as a response to the officer, feeling a tear escape my eye, but I quickly wiped it away with my hand.

''We're doing our best to catch him, we'll let you know when we do,''he said, pulling the files back together in place, but all I could think about was getting out of here, fast. My vision was blurry, I wasn't sure if it was because of my tears or my state - all I knew is that I couldn't spend one more minute in here.

I stood up, and I thanked the officer for his time before exiting, Tyler following me in silence. We ran back out into the rain, and I felt my clothes soon stick to my body because of the heavy rain pouring down, but I could care less. I finally sat down in the passanger seat, Tyler slumping down next to me, and when I took a proper look at him - he looked different, more stiff, more unlike himself.

''What did he do to you?''he asked abruptly, his hands on the wheel in front of him, eyes on the road that was blurred by the droplets covering it entirely.

I didn't want to talk about this, not now, not ever, but I knew I owed it to him. I ignored the shaking of my hands and the lump in my throat as I began speaking.

''I met him one day outside of my old high school. He was super nice at first, we got off really well and spent a lot of time together. Then, he started to touch me inappropriately every now and then, and I broke it down to him that I didn't want anything more than friends. He seemed okay with it at the start, but then he started to force himself on me more and more..''I choked my words out, feeling embarrassment fill my body and more tears pool in my eyes.

Tyler was breathing heavily, his eyes staring into mine, his fists clenched so tight that his knuckles had turned white. I had never seen him so angry, and he hadn't even spoke yet.

''Until one time, he tried to rape me, and luckily my parents got there in time. They filed a restraining order and pressed charges,''I breathed out, every word cutting me open back to that awful night where I'd sworn to myself I'd never let anyone get close to me again. I shut my eyes, the pain inside of me worsening by every minute.

Tears flowed down my cheeks and all I could feel were Tyler's arms wrapped around me tight, gently rocking me back and forth and whispering something to me I couldn't make out because of the heavy sobs coming out of me.




Tyler drove me back to my place, never once leaving me out of sight. I was sat on the couch, and Tyler was in the kitchen making me a cup of tea.

My head hurt like a ton of bricks had been thrown on it, and I could hear the pounding in my ears.

He placed the steaming cup of tea in front of me, and as I saw by the label Blue Fruit - he'd made my favourite. I don't know how he knew that, but such a small gesture made me want to cry all over again.

''Thank you, Tyler,''I said sincerely, taking the cup from the table and feeling my hands warm up around it as I held it.

He sat with me for a while, just holding me, and that's all I needed at that moment. In the midst of this huge mess, he still managed to make me feel the happiest by the simplest things. 


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