The Darkness Within

Chapter Five

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Arie's P.O.V.

I sat on my white, crumpled up sheets, biting my lip anxiously. My fingers tapped impatiently on my knee, as my eyes maintained a firm gaze on the clock.

Where is he?

I hadn't seen Dax after our conversation before I was called into Dr. Reynolds' office. My stomach twisted at the thought of the conversation I had with her.

I watched as the hour hand finally reached twelve. It was noon and Dax still wasn't here. He wasn't around anytime I was, actually. It has been two days since I've seen him. Whenever I wake up, he's not there. He never comes before I fall asleep either. The only evidence that proves he was here were the rumpled sheets on the bed across the room.

I can't profile him if he's never around.

I frowned at the clock, my fingers running through my tangled, brown hair. The tangled mess was getting more and more irritating by the second. I grabbed a hair-tie from the nightstand, twirling my hair into a loose bun.

Flopping back on the bed, I placed my arm over my eyes trying to block out the fluorescent lights in the room, trying to block out the reality of it all.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep, my days of exhaustion finally hitting me head on. I couldn't remember the last time I had slept the whole night. I thought I was suffering from insomnia.

But this time, it wasn't my insomnia that made me lose sleep. It was the sound of the door creeping open.

I jolted out of bed, my hair falling in junks of waves from my bun. I squinted against the bright lights to catch the one person I was anticipating to see.

He threw me a confused look, seeing my deer-in-the-headlights expression.

"Sorry to wake you," Dax apologized casually, studying me for a second before trudging over to his bed. He went about his business, paying me no attention.

I watched the white t-shirt stretch over his taunt back muscles. I noticed the way he kept ruffling his hair every five seconds, making it messier and messier.

"Where were you?"

My voice rang out in the silent room, the echo bouncing off the walls. He paused in his movement, his body tensing at my question.

Suddenly, he whipped around, flashing me a flirty grin. "Stalking me, princess?"

I kept my eyes trained on him, the cool expression never leaving my face.

"Don't change the subject," I responded, watching as his charcoal eyes dimmed with darkness. His hand twitched slightly, showing how uncomfortable this question was making him. He was just itching to disappear.

But, I couldn't let him escape.

I needed him.

How else would I get out of this hellhole?